First day of class is here and I am immediately regretting all the shit I talked all summer long about how summer sucks. So what we didn't have any sports and I was working 40 hours a week. When I got home, the night is yours. Summer night's at movies, random bay bars, and over all shenanigans, have been replaced by 200 pages of reading a week (minimum) with lots of quizzes, midterms, essays, and finals sprinkled all in between. How did I forget about all the reading and work at home? The older you get, the more disdain you build for whatever environment you are currently in, but everything in life is a tradeoff.
My main concern and point in this article is this: There is no godly reason on this beautiful earth that there should ever be attendance taken in an upper division major class. Once you are in the class and paid for you have a seat reserved for every single one of the lectures throughout the semester, but the crux of it is this: if you can do well in a class and not go to the lecture, what difference does it make? The whole ideal of college is a transformation from teen to adult, with all the responsibility that come with that. The minute a professor takes attendance at the begging of a class that dynamic is instantly destroyed and the dynamic goes immediately back to one that is akin to that of high school. As long as the student gets the information and can reflect that through testing, who give a flying fuck how they got it. Could you imagining buying a movie ticket and ending up not going, then getting penalized further financially for it? That would be Bananaland. If I am paying for a class, it is my personal responsibility whether or not to show and if I don't the only consequence should be missing out on the information from that day.
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