NSAR Day
Today was my first ever New Student Advising and Registration day at USM. It was actually a load of fun! I'm really happy I got this job. Well, minus the fact that I had to leave my house around ten after six in the morning. But it's okay, I woke up at 4:45 anyway without the alarm because some bird on the maple tree in the front yard decided it wanted to sing me a song. Sleep is overrated anyway, especially with such a beautiful morning outside.
But back to NSAR...
I drove to Portland campus and snacked on some of Aramark's famous muffin bread. It's actually some of the only food our school's food service company has going for them--the muffin bread. I don't know if it actually is supposed to be muffin bread, but it tastes like a cross between banana bread and the muffin-y goodness of a muffin except it is usually blueberry not banana.
But anyway, enough about the food...
After having breakfast, we all spread out to our designated jobs. I was supposed to give a morning tour of the campus, but lucky for me no students showed up early. I didn't want to give a tour of the Portland campus because, frankly, I'm not there enough to know where all of the offices are/the names of all of the buildings/where all of the department buildings are. So I was safe from pretending I know where the sociology department is located (for instance). Instead I got to meet and greet people as they walked into the student center. I actually met some people I knew that I didn't know were going to attend USM in the fall--so that was cool.
After meeting and greeting, I got to play people herder, and all of us NSAR leaders herded people around campus. After playing herder, I got to help people pick out classes. Let me just say this: it's not any fun for the people picking classes, but it isn't any more fun for the people trying to help. A couple of the students I had were international students, and they weren't sure if their immigration papers had gone through yet...or if all of the courses they took at their university at home transfered...and yeah, I had no clue about that one. I directed their questions to the appropriate office though. :-) All of my students were undeclared too, which is tough to advise because they were all transfer students and had a lot of the core curriculum completed. Blah. My group was pretty cool though, I tried to make registration as painless as possible, put a little Katie pep in it, and we ended up getting out of our session at 11am. Overall, it was a good time.
When I got home from Portland I washed my sister's car and worked on my "tan." Well, urm...by "worked on my tan" I mean I went outside in the daytime for the first time in ooooh, I don't know, a month. hehe. Now I want to go to the beach! BEACH!!!!! :-) ...or maybe read.
But back to NSAR...
I drove to Portland campus and snacked on some of Aramark's famous muffin bread. It's actually some of the only food our school's food service company has going for them--the muffin bread. I don't know if it actually is supposed to be muffin bread, but it tastes like a cross between banana bread and the muffin-y goodness of a muffin except it is usually blueberry not banana.
But anyway, enough about the food...
After having breakfast, we all spread out to our designated jobs. I was supposed to give a morning tour of the campus, but lucky for me no students showed up early. I didn't want to give a tour of the Portland campus because, frankly, I'm not there enough to know where all of the offices are/the names of all of the buildings/where all of the department buildings are. So I was safe from pretending I know where the sociology department is located (for instance). Instead I got to meet and greet people as they walked into the student center. I actually met some people I knew that I didn't know were going to attend USM in the fall--so that was cool.
After meeting and greeting, I got to play people herder, and all of us NSAR leaders herded people around campus. After playing herder, I got to help people pick out classes. Let me just say this: it's not any fun for the people picking classes, but it isn't any more fun for the people trying to help. A couple of the students I had were international students, and they weren't sure if their immigration papers had gone through yet...or if all of the courses they took at their university at home transfered...and yeah, I had no clue about that one. I directed their questions to the appropriate office though. :-) All of my students were undeclared too, which is tough to advise because they were all transfer students and had a lot of the core curriculum completed. Blah. My group was pretty cool though, I tried to make registration as painless as possible, put a little Katie pep in it, and we ended up getting out of our session at 11am. Overall, it was a good time.
When I got home from Portland I washed my sister's car and worked on my "tan." Well, urm...by "worked on my tan" I mean I went outside in the daytime for the first time in ooooh, I don't know, a month. hehe. Now I want to go to the beach! BEACH!!!!! :-) ...or maybe read.