Melanie Iannacone
Junior year of high school I started looking at colleges with my parents. My first idea was to go to community college for two years and then transfer some where in attempts to save some money. But after attending a Catholic high school my parents had bigger aspirations for me. I had no idea what i wanted in a College. Since my brother attends RPI my dad was set on having me close to my brother. Not so that my brother could protect me but more so that rides to and from school would be less of a burden on my parents. UAlbany was too big. And Saint Rose was not an option in my dads eyes. When I first came to Siena, it was freezing, snowing, and I hated it. My dad fell in love, but the problem was, he wasn't going to college I was. As I applied for schools there was a pattern in every school I applied to. They all were small, private, similar schools. Siena was my last choice and my father's first. But when the acceptance letters and financial aid packages came in the mail the choice was clear, I was going to Siena. My dad was ecstatic. And me, well I was content. I didn't make a fuss about what college I really wanted to go to, that seemed all too dramatic for me. So as the summer ended, I found myself at Siena, at a school that I didn't choose but it chose me.
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