It reaches an extremely bitter point in a student’s life when they drop a second and third mortgage on their books for that semester. Then, as they go to sell their books back in exchange for money it turns into Natural Light funds. Soon after walking into that college book store, they find out that the book will be switched the following semester and that you cannot sell it back for anything more than a sample of the latest banana-flavored cologne or fabric from a new man purse coming out in the fall.

One would think that this whole book usage and selling back process would genuinely piss me off, especially when I buy a book in hopes that I will use it every day for studying purposes. Then, the professor decides to rely solely on Powerpoint notes that will be on the exam verbatim.

Thus, another semester of mental regurgitation is about to go in the books as opposed to something resembling that of an actual learning experience.

I suppose it is just a ridiculous assumption that we would be compensated in some form for the highway robbery that takes place at the beginning of every semester.

We shell out hundreds of dollars for books that we would, for the most part, rather throw into a furnace. Ironically, that is exactly what we are doing with our money considering the situation that the economy is in at this point.

Then again, maybe I should have more hope in this system. I suppose that as we buy these books, we are taught deep lessons and soak in theory that will eventually lead us to changing the world one day.

I also suppose if I believed that the books are the focal point of education then I would have to believe that the sisterhood was about more than just shirts with letters, handshakes and something else on a résumé; that would be a dunkface.

There is always the option to go online and purchase the books from somewhere on the other side of India.

I suppose this cycle is inevitable. As students, we will continue to pay ridiculous amounts of money for books. In return, we will hopefully get their worth through knowledge as opposed to compensation that is a hit or miss towards the end of the semester.

I have possibly missed the whole point of school with this article. Then again, maybe I have come to a subtle realization of how corrupt the institution really is; only time will tell.

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