Today, we’re unveiling the SALT blog’s latest contributor: our intern Mike Restiano! Instead of taking our coffee orders, Mike’s spending the summer blogging about money (getting coffee may have been easier). Keep reading to find out Mike’s story.
When I was in the first grade, my parents made me a promise. They said that when the time came for me to go to college, I could go anywhere that I wanted—no matter how far away or how much it cost.
I won the Summer Reading award every year of elementary school because I was convinced that reading things would help me get to that magical land of college. At some indeterminate point, I learned to enjoy the process. I was too young to know what a book cost.
Reading too many things destroyed any innate athletic ability I may have possessed. I still think it was a worthwhile trade.
I applied to 12 colleges my senior year, which didn’t seem ridiculous at the time. 12 applications and 12 application fees later, my bank account and my writing hand were both crying. I ignored the money and iced my hand.
When the letters came in, I had quite a bit of deciding to do. On the last day of April, I picked out the letter from Tufts University and sent them a deposit along with the thin financial aid package they had mailed me. When I told my parents, they were smiling and sweating at the same time.
They kept their promise.
Being from the Greater Boston area, the “far away” part wasn’t a problem.
The cost was a different story.
I’m a rising junior at Tufts, where I’m happily preparing to deal with the consequences of that promise.
These consequences come in the form of hefty student loans.
I have been working since I was 15 years old, filling and emptying my bank account like clockwork.
Within the past 2 years, I’ve realized that money has a definite shape and purpose. I’m doing my best to not lose sight of that. The emptying function occurs less frequently.
I’m the Content Contributor intern here on the SALT blog. I’m hoping the things that I write will help both of us find our way through the student loan jungle.
I’m enjoying the best years of my life, and I do not regret my decision.
THE SMALL STUFF
I read books, write things, and guzzle tea like it’s my job. One day I’m hoping all three of these things will have some role in my actual job.
I’ve worked on more publications in high school and college than I can count on two hands. I can count the amount I have been an editor for on one.
Next year I’m taking my studies over the pond for a junior year abroad at Oxford University. Reading old books at one of the oldest schools in the world for a year was just too appealing to pass up.
Secretly I have the soul of a 90-year-old.
THE BIG PICTURE
I’m prone to existential crises, awkward encounters, and tripping over the air.
The universe seems set on making these things happen at the worst possible times but hey, what’s a little cosmic dissonance between friends?
I’m beyond excited to see where my summer internship takes me.
I’m hoping the things that I’m going to write will be helpful and entertaining. Give me a shout out if they’re either.
For now, I can promise you that I’m going to do everything that I can to inform both of us about our loans.