Going to Emory wasn’t actually my first choice of colleges. I had dreamt of going to Northwestern all my life and pursuing a medical career afterward. I applied early decision and was subsequently deferred, then rejected. As you can imagine, this was quite devastating, and I truly did not believe I would find a college that would be comparable to Northwestern. Aside from Emory and a small liberal arts college in PA called Franklin & Marshall (which I had only applied to as it was my brother and father’s alma mater), I had applied to mostly larger schools. After visiting them, I realized that I didn’t want to go to a school with 40,000 plus students, such as the University of Michigan. Thus, when I visited Emory, I fell in love with it. The campus was beautiful, and it is conveniently located close to downtown Atlanta. Additionally, it was great to be able to get from one side of campus to the next in less than fifteen minutes (maximum). My visit solidified my love for Emory, and fortunately, I did not have to consider finances in my choice to attend.