I'm still scratching my head and trying to figure that one out.
But I read 150-200 pages/hour, so 500 pages isn't anything major for me... I've always tried to be sympathetic to people that read slower, but I also don't have any sympathy for English majors that bitch about the reading load. Hell, I had a friend in college who was an English major and *severely* dyslexic, and I never ONCE heard her complain about the reading and writing load, and I watched her really struggle her way through...
I know. It's not like you're reading for pleasure, where you soak in every word. Sometimes, a novel allows you to do both, but when studying for a course, if you haven't had the chance to read it in advance, then you read at the speed you need to. I remember being one of only two people in an English class who read Tom Jones and was royally pissed when the prof is all "It's too long, I'm going to give you extra time." And I loathed Tom Jones, but I read it and understood it's postive points, but it doesn't mean I'll read it for pleasure again; I find the author's too big on praising himself.
That was the one that got the prof to stomp out. You were there for that. The one where I asked about the goal the author was trying to achieve by summarizing the plot and telling us how brilliant he was, before he actually told us that section of the story. That was also the book that started the whole cheating thing. Remember, the two people in the room initially accused (after those who confessed) were the two of us who'd read the book? Of course, to this day I think the prof is still scared of me. Never accuse me of cheating unless you really feel like going through a ten round verbal sparring match with me. You were in the hallway with me. You heard it. Cheaters piss me off, so being accused of being one of them pisses me off more. Oh, wait, who was the first one totally cleared, complete with apology? Me. I can't believe they gave him tenure. Although, come to think of it, I didn't exactly dislike Tom Jones, it was just all the experiences around it.
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Or someone trying to get someone to do their essay for them.
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If I'd wanted help, I would have asked for it.
Ummm, yeah. Bitch.
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Holy shit!
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But I read 150-200 pages/hour, so 500 pages isn't anything major for me... I've always tried to be sympathetic to people that read slower, but I also don't have any sympathy for English majors that bitch about the reading load. Hell, I had a friend in college who was an English major and *severely* dyslexic, and I never ONCE heard her complain about the reading and writing load, and I watched her really struggle her way through...
Heh. I should mention that in that thread.
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I remember being one of only two people in an English class who read Tom Jones and was royally pissed when the prof is all "It's too long, I'm going to give you extra time."
And I loathed Tom Jones, but I read it and understood it's postive points, but it doesn't mean I'll read it for pleasure again; I find the author's too big on praising himself.
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That was also the book that started the whole cheating thing. Remember, the two people in the room initially accused (after those who confessed) were the two of us who'd read the book? Of course, to this day I think the prof is still scared of me. Never accuse me of cheating unless you really feel like going through a ten round verbal sparring match with me. You were in the hallway with me. You heard it.
Cheaters piss me off, so being accused of being one of them pisses me off more. Oh, wait, who was the first one totally cleared, complete with apology? Me.
I can't believe they gave him tenure. Although, come to think of it, I didn't exactly dislike Tom Jones, it was just all the experiences around it.
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Only for me it was The Portrait of a Lady.
/shudder
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