JUST KIDDING! It's that time of the year again, icebreaker season!
If you love icebreakers, you are everything I despise in a college student and professor as far as that goes.
Most icebreakers go a little like this:
"Hi my name is _____. My major is_______. My hobbies are ______. I hope to learn______ from this class."
Here's what I think about icebreakers:
"Hi, I'm Suzanna, and I'm a senior, I'm only in this class to fulfill some bullshit requirement in order for me to graduate in 4 months. My hobbies include drinking away the pain from school, sleeping when I get 5 minutes to myself, binge-watching Netflix, and working my shitty part-time job in order to survive."
Let's be honest, no one has time for icebreakers.
Cut the shit, finish going over the syllabus, and let me leave early because no one wants to do anything on the first day of classes.
A senior who is ready to get the fudge outta here.