When I was in 6th grade, I wanted to go to the University of Phoenix because I wanted to get far away. When I was in 7th grade, I went on a trip to Florida and I wanted to go to the University of Tampa. I always thought I would go far away when I went to college, but the truth is the farthest school I applied to is an hour away.

Everyone asked me why I wasn't going away and of course, I gave a cliché answer: "money." That's not the main reason though. I was afraid of change. I was afraid to leave my family.

I chose to be a commuter because I didn't want to miss annoying my brother Frankie. I didn't want to miss out fighting with my sister Sam. I didn't want to miss out on my sister Jessie's games, and I did not want to miss my parents. I made the decision to commute, so I wouldn't miss out on this stuff.

Some people might ask what about the college experience and there are times I think I'm missing out, but then I sleep in my own bed in my room every night. I get to eat dinner with my family. I get to see my best friend whenever I want. I get to work with my favorite coworkers.

I cannot think about if I am missing something. I need to be grateful for the opportunities I was given. I might not have the typical college experience, but why would I want that? It's okay to be different.

If I chose a different school I might not have met some of the people who are in my life. I got the best of both worlds by commuting, even though sometimes I complain. It's not the perfect experience. I do sit in traffic occasionally and I do wish I lived somewhere warmer.

Yes, there are days I wish I went to a different school, but I love being home more. I love my family and friends. In middle school I couldn't wait to get away from my house, but I'm glad I didn't.