This is a summary of college only using two pictures; expensive as hell.
That’s my Sociology “book”. In fact what it is is a piece of paper with codes written on it to allow me to access an electronic version of a book. I was told by my professor that I could not buy any other paperback version, or use another code, so I was left with no option other than buying a piece of paper for over $200. Best part about all this is my professor wrote the books; there’s something hilariously sadistic about that. So I pretty much doled out $200 for a current edition of an online textbook that is no different than an older, paperback edition of the same book for $5; yeah, I checked. My mistake for listening to my professor.
Spreading this shit like nutella because goddamn textbooks are so expensive.
not necessarily art related but as someone who couldn’t afford their textbooks this semester this is a godsend
REBLOGGING because after a little digging, I found my $200 textbook for free in PDF form.
friendly reminder that this exists since I know we’re all going back to college soon
reblogging for reference as much for myself as everyone else because fuck I have to pay rent this year unless I want to end up back and home and/or stuck on my parents’s forever
Same thing happened to me. I had to buy an $80 access code just so I could take 1 final test on the program that the access code was for. 1 test. ONE FUCKING TEST THAT THE PROFESSOR COULD’VE JUST GIVEN US HERSELF. Reason 239847180 why college is a huge scam.
this was my home for the last 5 days. i’m finding it so fucking difficult to adjust back into my every day life after spending such an amazing time here. it was the most incredible experience and thing i have ever done in my whole entire life so far. love was radiating off EVERYONE. i have never felt so loved in my whole entire life. i didn’t have to worry about being judged. i could just be myself and all my worries were completely set aside. i woke up early every morning and swam in the river and spoke to whoever else was having an early morning dip too. i hooped and play instruments and stepped outside of my comfort zone and completely accepted everything into it. when me and my boyfriend got home he put on a song by joni mitchell and i crawled up in bed and he just couldn’t help but cry out of happiness. take me back.