more PRO+CRASTI+NATION.

[pervinblueshirt]

do teachers really think that they can get students to read an entire novel, just to have them write a "reflection paper" afterwards? do professors not realize that we, the tired college students, have spent our entire lives behind a desk, shoving our sweet, innocent little faces into books that we, if given a choice, would not have chosen to even touch with our pinky fingers? do they not realize that we are highly experienced in the art of "skimming' a book. pointing out main parts. using what other people from previous years have so generously highlighted for you. or if you are really into living on the edge, then you are like me and can write a paper on a book that you never even read. you can write an entire page "reflecting" on the book, or, the one chapter that your roommate read aloud to you, in "story time". you can flip through the pages and point out a few good sentences. so what if you only read to page 20, out of 200. you flip those pages to 87. turn your attention to the middle of the page, read a sentence or two, and even if you have to make something up as to how its relevent to anything that you would be "reflecting" on, use it. you use that sentence and you use it well. flip back to...say...45. do the same thing. then read the last sentence of the book. close your paper "reflecting" on how beautiful and truly touching the ending of the story was. it made you cry. it made you laugh. it sent you on an emotional rollercoaster ride that you wouldnt trade for anything in the entire world. emotions, man. or wait, maybe you were just reading the back cover...the new york times review of the book. well, whatever, use it anyway. it sounds good, and you didnt have to work for that "A" that your professor will so lovingly dish out to you, with a look of "this is the best paper i have ever read in my entire career of teaching, even though i taught at Yale before i came to this wonderful institution of distinction that worships a 'Flying C'..." on his face. he will bow down before you. your classmates will applaud you with a standing ovation. you will look around and you will not be able to hold back the tears any longer. you weep, from the sheer beauty of this scene. you tell the class that your tears represent every word in that book. every word that the author poured out on those 200 pages touched you deeply, and you will never be the same. then you graciously take a bow, gather your things, and leave the room. people will think you are mysterious and deep, and from what i have observed in the past 4 weeks, i have come to the conclusion that everyone in the Religious Traditions of India class wants to be mysterious and deep.

i am skipping class to read a book and write a paper that is due in 4 hours.