The thing we call "College"

Spring, Graduation arrives...

You lose contact with friends, you become excited for the future .

"College", everyone anticipates for that acceptance letter..

August-- the month everyone moves in, you included.

New environment.. the aroma.. sweet college smell.

First day of school, new clothes... supplies.. the creepy roomate that stares at you with evil eyes.

WORK- lots and lots of work. Books after books. Homework after work. MONEY.

Stress. --study study-- Take a test.

FAIL...or pass?

You decide.


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