And because this blog is titled 'The Dorm Room RANT,' I'm going to take this opportunity to do what I do best - gripe.
WHAT THE CRAP? Why do I care about letters that some jerk-face philosopher wrote to his nun-girlfriend? (Yes, you read that absolutely correctly. It's called 'The Letters of Abelard and Heloise'.) Moreover, why is my professor's opinion the only one that matters? It's the Honors program, people, I can think for myself!
While I'm on the topic of useless crap, let's talk philosophy. I mean, every Honors kid had to read Plato's 'Republic' last semester for Rhetoric. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. So why would they make us read it again for this class? (Keep in mind that I have the crappy set of professors for this class, who will remain nameless.) Other Humanities classes got to read something new. They got to read Aristotle (okay, not much better, but at least it's not quite as boring as reading something YOU'VE ALREADY READ.)
-pants-
Okay. I'm done. For reals.
But one more thing. Whose idea was it to schedule the most boring class in history on Tuesdays and Thursdays? M/W/F classes are 50 minutes long, but T/T classes are AN HOUR AND FIFTEEN MINUTES. Talk about excruciating.
I think I might die. Only thirteen minutes left in today's class, anyway. Maybe I'll make it.
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