No time! Hurry Hurry!!

I am taking 3 history classes this semester, an Italian class and a math class. 18 credits. I can do it, I'm superwoman.
That's not why I sat down to post, I actually don't have time to post, I have to get dinner together and work on homework.

I am a woman on a mission. I am working so hard to create better undergraduate writers. I am so passionate about this. It's so important to me. I have talked to the history department, I have begged them. I have pleaded.

I walk in to one of my history classes. I read the syllabus.


I see our writing assignment.

I want to either cry or vomit.

I am supposed to write from the third person and pretend I am a nurse during the black plague or a pope? Wait WHAT!!!! No!!!! This is the opposite of what we should be doing! I get it. It's a "fun" assignment, to encourage these kids in the survey class to do research, but come on, you're killing me!
I am going to get dinner together and pretend like this didn't happen.