I Don't Have ADD, You're Just Boring Me.

Okay, maybe I’m not the best one to be writing this specific post, as anyone who knows me knows that I get a little silly off the pills—but hey, that’s what they’re for, right?

Before I lose my train of thought, let’s get back to the purpose of this post.

As college students, our job is to go to class, create relationships and to learn the important things that will transfer into our professional careers. All of these roles are important, yet for right now, my focal point will be on the learning aspect.

If you were to speak to any upper-classman or alum, what would be the one bit of advice they would leave you with as to how to be successful in college? To do your homework? —Sure. To meet with your professors? —Why not. To study hard? —Maybe the night before a test.

The main thing we hear is to go to class.

Class is where all the material is provided and where the professors hopefully teach us enough about the readings so we do not have to skim through the text before an exam. But unfortunately, that is not always the case. Sometimes professors are not enthusiastic or often do not have as good of a hold on the English language as you would prefer, making an hour-and-a-half class seem like it’s a week—I’ve got 3 of them this semester.

So what do we do? Either stop going or just sit there on Facebook, twitter or attempt to make Fantasy Football trades with the one kid in the league that isn’t all there—every league has one.  With that said, are we entirely blame for this? I don’t think so.

Every year, parents shell-out ridiculous amounts of cash to ensure their kids receive a good college education, but how can they expect us to learn if a) the professor is out-dated and takes 30 minutes to take attendance or b) we can’t understand a word s/he is saying?

Here’s an example for you—what is the translation of this word: “orso”

If you guessed: “also” then you would be one of the 100 confused students in an undisclosed class of mine.

Final Fraze

My point here is not to complain about poor professors because there are so many terrific ones whom have undoubtedly made an impact on our lives. My point is however to alleviate some of the blame from the student. Although at the end of the day it is on us to mold our own futures, it doesn’t hurt having a good professor around to give us the proper tools to sculpt them.