Stop demoting Broward College
Beads of sweat dripping into your eyes, you see the bright red 46 percent plaguing the top of the paper. In a panic, you frantically plead for your neighbors to tell you their grades, but, having found no one that received a similar a score, you are left with only one recourse: joke about your educational collapse. Something along the lines of, “Oh, I’ll just go to the Broward College” slips out, and you have successfully completed the art of comedic relief. Keep Reading