…highlight a whole book and still say you “took notes.”
HIGHLIGHT A WHOLE BOOK AND STILL SAY YOU “TOOK NOTES.”
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Let's be real. If your academic experience didn’t involve turning entire textbooks into neon masterpieces, were you even fully immersed in the peculiar magic of our institutions? We’ve all been there, standing in the campus bookstore, eyeing a stack of required readings that could rival a small library. And then came the notes.
Not just a few underlined sentences or margin scribbles, but a full-scale assault with highlighters.
Every sentence seemed essential. Every paragraph a potential exam question. Your fingers were permanently stained yellow, pink, and blue, and your backpack weighed a ton. You’d flip through a book after a marathon study session, seeing more color than original text, and proudly declare, “Yeah, I took notes on that.” It was less about summarizing and more about a desperate, valiant attempt to internalize every single word. This wasn't mere highlighting; it was an act of academic osmosis, a desperate plea to the universe that somehow, by coloring the entire page, the knowledge would magically transfer.
This shared ritual, this almost comical dedication to annotating the unannotatable, is part of our collective experience. It’s the late nights fueled by questionable coffee, the intense discussions where you swore you remembered a quote but only recalled the color it was highlighted in. It’s a badge of honor, a secret handshake among those who’ve walked these hallowed halls. So tell us, which book did you turn into a rainbow, claiming you "took notes"?
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