Dear freshmen, Welcome to the U. I used to be you. I walked around campus with a look of bewilderment. I read the newspaper in the coliseum that was Art History (merely a speck in a classroom of 300), sent text messages to other humans in "Does ET Exist?" (it sounded so easy!) and slept peacefully through Structure of English (isn't that a 5000-level class?).
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