MEMORY: Polaris (Part 1)

It was November and it had only been two weeks since the second semester started. PolSci 1 was the last class for the day and I was relieved to finally step out of the equally listless classroom. I don’t know if it’s Prof. Corpuz’s quiet voice or the room’s poor lighting or my lack of interest that was making 1.5 hours of pure lecture seem longer than it already was.