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I am so excited I will be taking a class on Transatlantic Modernism next semester!!! (If I get in, which hopefully I will)
Ok ok, so here is a funny story/this pisses me off:
So I met with my academic advisor this mornng for the first time at 9:30. I walk up the stairs and pretty much end up walking right behind her. So she walks into her office and basically shuts the door in my face. So I knock and she tells me to come in.
So she starts talking to me about how I am liking Ursinus and such. It gets to be 5 of 10 and we had a conversation something like this:
"I have another student coming in at 10 so lets get some classes down."
"ok"
"well, let me see if they're out there"
Walks out the door and has a conversation with a teacher and then with a student. Comes back in.
"yea, let's hurry this up. You weren't exactly on time for your appointment anyway."
"..." and I am thinking "what. the. fuck."
Ok ok, so here is a funny story/this pisses me off:
So I met with my academic advisor this mornng for the first time at 9:30. I walk up the stairs and pretty much end up walking right behind her. So she walks into her office and basically shuts the door in my face. So I knock and she tells me to come in.
So she starts talking to me about how I am liking Ursinus and such. It gets to be 5 of 10 and we had a conversation something like this:
"I have another student coming in at 10 so lets get some classes down."
"ok"
"well, let me see if they're out there"
Walks out the door and has a conversation with a teacher and then with a student. Comes back in.
"yea, let's hurry this up. You weren't exactly on time for your appointment anyway."
"..." and I am thinking "what. the. fuck."