Hometown: Ormond Beach, FL
High School: Public
GPA: 3.98/4.71 (weighted)
Major: International affairs
Goal: Become fluent in at least three languages
My final college decision started out as a struggle, but once I listened to my heart and asked myself the right questions, it ended up being a very simple choice.
After attending an International Baccalaureate program as well as Girls State, I knew I wanted to study international relations, strategic languages, and peace and justice studies. So, I looked at colleges with top programs in foreign languages and international affairs, including those in the Ivy League. I knew that I would likely be rejected by the Ivies, but I wanted to at least give myself a shot.
I ended up with 13 schools on my list. It felt like too many, but I didn't know where I would get in, or what kind of financial aid offers I might receive. When I made a spreadsheet of all the essays required, it was daunting. But every college was on the list for a reason.
Outside the Ivies, Tufts was my favorite. After spending a weekend there during my senior year, I fell in love with the campus, the exciting Boston location, and the people. I also liked Georgetown for its School of Foreign Service, and Middlebury for its renowned foreign language program.
In the end, I was accepted by seven schools, and denied from two of my Ivies. But I was waitlisted at Harvard, which was exciting! Since I had applied to the Ivies with low expectations, even being considered by one of them was a huge accomplishment for me.
My decision came down to Middlebury and Tufts. I knew Tufts had everything I wanted, and they gave me a generous aid package. I thought Middlebury was too small and rural, but it had a better foreign language program, and their financial aid offer was incredible! I also worried that I was biased toward Tufts because I had spent a weekend there immersing myself in the school, whereas I had visited Middlebury only in the summer. I felt, to be fair, I should experience Middlebury in the same way. So my mom and I booked tickets to Vermont.
The night before the trip, I got an email from a friend asking, "So, did you decide which school yet?" No one had actually asked me to make a final decision, and when I was confronted with the question, Tufts was the clear answer in my mind. I sat back and wondered why I was considering Middlebury when Tufts was my clear favorite. The things I disliked about Middlebury (location, smaller size) would not be changed by staying overnight at the school. In fact, nothing would change how much I wanted to go to Tufts!
I went downstairs and told my parents my dilemma: In my heart, I knew I would be happier at Tufts, and I was considering Middlebury mostly for its financial aid offer. When I began listing all the things I loved about Tufts over Middlebury, my parents could tell that I knew what I wanted. My mom and I reevaluated our trip to Middlebury and decided we didn't need to go. She got up to cancel our plane tickets, joking about how much she was going to love visiting me in Boston.
Getting denied at Georgetown really hurt. What made it worse was that one of my best friends did get in. Just before I opened my own letter from Georgetown, I received a text from her telling me she had been accepted. I was thrilled for her, and it gave me hope that I, too, would get happy news. But I didn't. When I saw my peers congratulating her on Twitter, it made me feel like a complete failure.
No other college acceptance thrilled me more than my acceptance to Tufts. It was the last decision I received, and it had been difficult waiting for the news. When I finally saw the "application update" email pop up on my phone, my heart skipped a beat. When I read that I had been accepted, I've never felt more relieved. I'm surprised that I didn't cry, but I think that's only because I was in shock.
My college counselor told me to stay true to my voice, which I found to be great advice—both for my essays and in life! At first, I tried to mold the story in my applications to resemble the journey taken by others, and to emulate the incredible essays I read online. But I realized that this just detracted from my uniqueness. Once I focused on the things I really loved and felt passionate about, writing became easier, and my applications presented a true picture of me.
Tufts' financial aid package included need-based scholarships covering tuition and room and board. The rest will be covered by a $1,000 scholarship from a local foundation, work-study, loans, and my parents' support.
Start your essays as early as possible, and remember that many colleges have additional essays in their applications that are time consuming. College applications may be daunting, but keep the big picture in mind. When the summer rolls around and you're wearing your new school's colors, every stressful night will be worthwhile.