Looking at the other grades counting down the days until summer, I am envious. While they are all off on exciting adventures, nearing exciting portions of their lives, all I am feeling is apprehension. My summer? A mountain of summer work.

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College is the first major step in life after high school, and the anticipation is killing me. I never thought I'd say this, but I am ready to live in a closet-size dorm room and survive on Ramen.

Unlike choosing between spending two hours on painful calculus problems and watching The Vampire Diaries, this decision will be incredibly, unbelievably difficult. But wherever I go, I will be happy -- even if it's not Yale or Columbia.

Take in your college's mascot and school pride. Take in the feel and style of the campus. Take in the relationships and friendships you've built here. Take in that feeling of how right it feels to be here... because things will work out how they're supposed to. Trust me.

During this period of uncertainty, taking a break helps keep me from getting overwhelmed by the waiting. Most of the time, I read. This helps me relax and forget (for a little while) about all homework and scholarships and decision letters.

I just want to go to college already! I want to walk through the quad, make my own schedule and be freed of teenage angst. I want to listen to a lecture by a world-renowned scholar. I want to study abroad in Paris and drink café au lait. But alas, I'm still a high school senior.

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I have to remind myself that all of this will be worth it -- maybe not right now, but in late March or April, when I receive acceptance letters from some of the colleges I'm applying to.

The next four months will be intense and rigorous, but I am ready for it. I am excited to see where this journey takes me. I cannot know my fate, but I can definitely guide it.

I came to Stuyvesant High School to be sleep-deprived, I came here to be pressured, I came here so that I would have enough work to keep me up throughout the night.

It may be a long and difficult process and it may seem unfair, but if it weren't for the college essay, we'd be nothing but a compilation of our transcript and standardized tests.