Colleges
It's absolutely terrifying to know you're being judged. Examined under some enormous microscope by inhuman, emotionless eyes. Your every action and every joy dissected and dismembered and mercilessly rendered into an inaccurate portrayal of an unfamiliar creature, who is not you, who cannot be you, who must be deemed unworthy by those who would know. And rejected in the end. Ah yes, the wonderful month of March.
