In Class Writing

So the Friday before last, and this past Wednesday, we had to do a bunch of in-class writing assignments for my ENG110 class. The first was based on these two essays we had studied earlier and now were working on for a paper; the second was a response to an essay we'd read that morning.

It wasn't official classwork or anything; the professor wasn't going to check, we didn't have to read it out, nothing of that sort. We were just doing it as a kind of note writing exercise for us to refer to later on. My responses took a rather interesting turn…enjoy!

Education and compassionate imagination: Does the one lead to the other?

In Edmundson’s essay, he rambles on about how consumerism has led to universities becoming marketplaces-products-instead of centers for (of?) learning.

Nussbaum rambles even more about the compassionate imagination and how a liberal education develops said compassionate imagination and transforms one into a responsible “citizen of the world”.

It is all v boring BS. Reading the essays just for the purpose of reading makes them enjoyable. Having to write a paper on them is synonymous with torture. It is driving me fucking insane, and coupled with the BS essay topics in ENG120 and the stupid reading & discussion assignments from TCH201, it is pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Fucking ridiculous. I'm exhausted, sleep deprived, and irritated by all the BS. I’d trade this semester for one at Francis. At least there, I'd

a.       Be with my girls.

b.      Have subjects that I'm actually interested in.

Sure, the teachers there are pretty shit. But at least I'd be studying history and literature instead of this BS.

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Write a response in light of J.H.’s ideas, figuring out how you can get the most out of your college education.

            Right now, I just hope to survive. I don’t know what I want to do with my life. I have zero future plans (other than moving to London, dressing like Mary Margaret, meeting Tom, and eventually marrying him).

            W/ regards to my college education, all I want out of it rn is that degree- those two letters that say I've been to college and graduated.

            I have shit classes this semester, lord knows if I’ll be able to take proper litr classes next sem. Lord knows if all my credits have been transferred in, & they’d better have been, because that would just free me of a huge amount of courses.

            I need to graduate and get a job and get the hell out of here. That’s what I want out of my college education: a path to escape.