I know it hasn't been a school day until I have heard the phrase "it looks good on college applications" at least five times.
Teachers constantly tell me that they're preparing me for "real life"—as if the first eighteen are a free trial.
Getting an education turned into a competition I never agreed to enter. My class rank is worth more than I will ever be.
Getting a perfect score on a test used to be exciting. Now, it just feels mandatory.
I used to think in weekdays, but now I think in test dates.
My eyelids seem to be the only things heavier than my backpack, and the bags under my eyes are the only things darker than the marks I make on a Scantron.
High school taught me that nothing matters unless it's typed in Times New Roman 12pt font—double-spaced.
When did a grade point average become more defining than character?