Searching for the right college is quite like searching for the right guy. Often, guys look great at first glance, then you take a look closer and you quite often find several flaws. For example, Princeton would probably be the over-perfect boyfriend (making me feel frighteningly inadequate), while Sarah Lawrence would be the really liberal, artsy boyfriend (frightening my parents and making me feel staid). And you know how you want to feel "I belong here" immediately when you enter a college (kind of like believing in love at first sight)? I felt like that somewhat at all colleges, until yesterday. I really really felt it at Vassar. I'm scared to find its inevitable flaws. Sorry this paragraph isn't more organized and cohesive. I'm tired.

Don't you hate relatives' brutal honesty?

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