intellectual starvation

the mouse that roared's picture

college and its myth of sparkling intellectualism: my miserable disillusionment

I thought college would be a bastion of spirited intellectualism, that there would be so many more people like me, that I would love my classes. There would be vibrant lectures and debates, I would think deeply about hard issues every day, I would go to art shows and concerts and plays, I would play music, write music, sing music, become a poet.

Syndicate content