By: Encina Roh, SFU Student The first week of classes brings a slog of student complaints about returning to our disassembled university for yet another punishing semester. There is something especially irritating about the first step you take back into the halls of SFU after bidding adieu to last term with passionate finality. It can seem pointless to come back for barely an hour during syllabus week. For the most part, it seems as though we don’t really do much. We show up, we hear the professor read us the syllabus, and we exchange names we have no hope of remembering…
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