It’s crazy how much separation there is between you and life when you put technology in the way.
I deleted Facebook, stopped taking photos (unless I’m capturing an extremely Instagram-worthy moment), disconnected myself from buzzfeed, and have been enjoying my spring term so much more. It’s nice to finally experience life without these man made filters.
A spiteful message —
I will never understand why my history professor thought it was okay to call me out and embarrass me in front of all my peers for having poor French grammar in an essay. As he stood in the middle of the room and gave me my paper, he said, “You need to revise this. There are many, many errors that I didn’t mark that are easily corrigible.” Although I never mind constructive criticism, and I know my grammar is really bad, the oral delivery of this message was completely inappropriate in my opinion. I don’t understand why he couldn’t have just written this on my paper……….this arrogant fool and poor excuse of a teacher is getting an equally arrogant and poor review.
Writing about art squats in Paris breaks my heart. These communities of creation / Petri dishes of talent are shut down with very few lodging alternatives for the artists. Such a sad loss of beautiful street art :c