What’s harder? Leaving? Or starting?
I’ve been a student my entire life. I’ve had an instruction manual laid out for me since I can remember. I’ve been taught how to think.
Ai Wei Wei isn’t a traitor he’s a revolutionary.
The corpus callosum divides the cerebrum into left and right hemispheres.
Cosmopolitan is problematic because it reinforces patriarchal ideals.
Think critically (a.k.a. think exactly like the professor so you get an A in the course).
After 21 years and 32 credits later, I’ve been let out into the world and forced to create some kind of life for myself. I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing, but who does these days? I am scared. I am vulnerable. I’m upset because even though I was “present” in college most of the time, I wasn’t 100% of the time and now I regret always planning for the future. I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t have a manual. Education never taught me how to think for myself. Education never taught me about life, yet here I am living it. It’s only day 1. Let’s see how this goes.