I wrote an existential, absurdist dramatization of how burned out I felt as I approached spring finals at the end of my freshmen year in college. 522 more words
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Back in the day students were required to memorize poems and recite them in class. For most the process was torture—memorizing a poem from a list of “suggested” poems, working up the nerve to stand up in front of the class for the recitation, and enduring the embarrassment from snickers of buddies in the audience. 452 more words
You know your university is a liberal cesspool when your professor doesn't seem to realize that All Lives Matter and Blue Lives Matter aren't exactly separate movements.
So, my speech class has an online lecture part of class and during a remark, my professor talks about the Black Lives Matter, All Lives Matter, and Blue Lives Matter movements. 80 more words