by Casey Fedde
Adaptation. That is one of the things I’ve struggled with ever since stepping foot on the university campus as a college freshman. Transitioning from high school to college was like removing a blindfold and breaking the chains of childhood; college is liberating (in more ways than one), but it can become overwhelming very quickly.
One of the greatest academic freedoms of college for me, though, is choosing classes. For the first several semesters, registration was a greatly anticipated day. Since writing has always been one of my passions and talents in life (and pondering the quirks of English grammar an amusing pastime), I very fittingly found myself at home in the English department. However, my university has a small English department, so choosing classes–let alone professors–hasn’t always been in my control. Most semesters I have found myself in a required class for my major being taught by a professor that is…well, to be honest, monotone and terribly uninspiring.
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