What is College?

College, the time In your life where you are in search of finding your own identity. Day by day as I am trying to portray what I think I am. Stepping foot on the school pavement I look at my surroundings, bulidings, trees, grass, sky.  

Why am I here? How will I find myself? Is it worth it?  Sometimes I feel like its directing me closer,  near to my future, the next chapter in life. Sometimes I feel like I can not continue  because I am afraid for my future, what I will become.

Is it a place where you learn and gain knowledge? A place to party, slack off, and go by through? A place that determines the type of career path to pursue? Professors, classwork, exams, clubs, dorms, diploma, what does that all mean? It means nothing unless you make something out of it. who am I? 

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