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So I was looking over which classes I still need to take to fulfill my English major. One of them is a Critical Theory class, which, ew. Another one is American Literature, which I've put off for the past three years because the only thing I hate more than colonial-era American literature is the idea of going to class at 9:30 am to listen to someone lecture about colonial-era American literature.
But I'm just gonna have to suck it up and take the class and do my best to not fail out, because that's the way the world works. When I register for classes in a few weeks--on 4/20, actually--I will have to sign myself up for not only The Worst Class Ever but also a recitation. And hey, look at that, all the recitations are on Friday. Hooray! This class gets better and better.
P.S. If you are a TA for this class or even the professor, don't hate me. It's not you, it's Walt fucking Whitman.