When I was five, I wanted to go to Penn State because it was my momâs alma mater and the only college rural-Pennsylvanian-little-me had ever heard of.
When I was 10, I wanted to go to Harvard because I may or may not have been influenced by a certain Reese Witherspoon movie.
When I was 14, I wanted to go to Stanford Law School to become the next President of the United States.
By the time my senior year of high school came around, I was living in England and felt like the world was at my doorstep. I didnât know where I wanted to go to college simply because I wanted to apply everywhere.