Hi there! 
Honestly, It’s one of my “not really want to talk about it issues”, which usually causes me stressing out, and that makes such a teasing irony since writing is supposed to anchor me for Pete’s sake!
Actually, I had a pretty rough time with the college thing, because I didn’t really know what I wanted to do with my life for almost a year and a half while I was in my first year of high school. High school for girls is one hell of a place cause it holds such a huge negative and stressful aura. It’s like, you wash your hands of all the fun, you barely sleep, you wake up every morning with circles under your eyes, you kill yourself over your damn studies, and yet, you feel like you haven’t done enough. Like you’re far, far behind everyone and everything. Which eventually will lead to emotional breakdowns, ground_level self_esteam and shattered confidence, and that, makes you doubt everything including yourself. Your choices, your goals, your plans, your anchor, your foundation, all that starts to crumble, like a building wrecked to piles of metals and stones by an earthquake. And all of a sudden, your dream is not your dream anymore, it doesn’t seem like a colorful painting of your shining future, but it seems more of a pitiful ruin of it. You can still see the painting there, but the difference is that now, it’s shredded to pieces, like someone has clawed at it, tearing through the paper and the paint. You don’t see your future, you see yourself ruining it. That’s why the word college seemed like such an unfriendly word to me.
And that explains a whole lot why I think that we should look for a stronger verb than “suck” to describe what our educational system(if we have any) does, because the poor word doesn’t even cover the tenth of it. Besides all the “never going to use it in your miserable life_trash”, which they call as “educational contents”, they make such a comparative, torturous, stressful environment that it breaks you while you’re still in your teens. They make a beast out of college or whatever goal or dream you have in your head, making you look at them, and feel like you’re going to be sick, while dreams and goals and plans are supposed to motivate you, guide you, not make you want to hurl your guts up. They shatter your dreams, and then, they leave you to play with the broken pieces of it till you bleed all over it.
I would appreciate it, if you would give me a feedback.
P.S: I tried to write less but I just couldn’t. Sorrrrrrrrrry! 
How could you hate it so much? I know it’s not really fun, but to hate something to this extent…?
I hope that changes in the future.
if you want.
I hope you have fun there