Ooh, the magic word. This one's gonna be juicy.

I've been away from school just long enough to absorb what I've been through and properly reflect upon what I have learned and what went on during those 4 whirlwind years of higher education.

I'll admit, over the course of the past year, I wasn't a member of the Jason M. Bahr fan club. Once offered a probationary membership, I entertained the idea, but quickly decided against paying those dues.

His policies were harsh, and at times, even unreasonable, but it was all employed as a learning experience.

During elementary school, the teachers always spouted off gibberish about preparing us for middle school where we weren't babied near as much as in the fifth grade. Once in middle school, the only real lifestyle change was moving to different classrooms about once an hour. Those teachers claimed that they were instating harsh assignment deadlines to prepare us for High School. There, the teachers were about as understanding as the fifth grade instructors, but claimed they were enforcing strict rules to prepare us for college.

In college, one particular standout professor allowed all assignments from the entire semester to be turned in the last week of classes even though he had previously set a due date months before that. Cool, indeed, but what was all that preparation for?

Bahr, on the other hand, took this policy of preparing his students for leveling up by importing practices from grad school and professional models.

For a student who has become accustomed to the leniency of college professors, this can come as quite a shock. But in a course so near to commencement, a shock like this is needed before thrust into functional society without a set of wings.

I did learn some valuable lessons from Bahr's courses. Unfortunately, most of these lessons weren't actual subject matter, but instead highlighted various aspects of life and professionalism.

I learned that some of your superiors are going to be unpleasant to deal with, but ultimately, the expectations of those superiors must be met.

I learned that in submitting a project, while subject matter is important, the visual appeal of the project must be attractive enough for the audience to want to subject themselves to that subject matter.

I learned that spending a little more money on having something printed out, while time-consuming and tedious, does yield more satisfactory results.

I learned to scrutinize even the most minuscule aspects of a project, refining that assignment until it is the finest product possible.

I also learned that 75 minutes is an extraordinarily long time, John Corigliano is the most pompous man alive, and acquired a lengthy list of crappy composers whose contributions to 20th century music are unparalleled in the history of music.

...or something.

I did decently in his class, but I don't think all of my assignment grades averaged out to an A. I still have a suspicion that he assigned final grades based on how much he liked his students.

Luckily, he liked me, even if the feeling wasn't entirely mutual.

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