dear university,

over the past few years i've sent your supposedly prestigious institutions thousands and thousands of my hard earned dollars that could've gone into empty consumption had i chosen not to pursuit what you have to offer.

sometimes i like this thinking thing and thought to myself, ah what the hell why school not? another few years of school will put off all those real world stuff one day i'll have to deal with.

nothing in the world is free and neither is knowledge, so i've made a few sacrifices in this supposed priceless investment.

however, there are professors, if you want to call them that, who are simply lazy. or maybe they find their students not be nearly as intelligent.

but some of us are somewhat intelligent or at least hide behind memorized facts and an academic prose to divert attention from our stupidness.

i go to class to learn from you, not to be given a summary of the readings from that week. you've all done the research, critical analysis mumble jumble, ph d theses, blah blah blah, surely you must have more to add to what you make me read outside of the class. we all encounter these sort of profs but this year half mine do nothing more than neatly sythensize the textbook.

this presents a problem on several fronts; in that the overpriced books are useless or for some, that going to class serves no purpose at all if you're able to read.

am i paying all this money per class to have someone repeat what i read or make the classroom experience something more than acquiring information out of a book.