Descent Unto Hell
Surprisingly there was one professor who decided to show up for the very first day of school. Unsurprisingly, it was my adviser, whose class I somewhat dreaded being in. Surprisingly, the class went well, and she didn't bite my head off.
Today is the day of The Class From Hell. The Class From Hell be Biology 160: Introduction to Ecology. I have no problem with the subject matter. The professor is another matter however. He is someone that would pass as hentai in a Japanese society, making more than just subtle sexual innuendos in class. For you to get a decent grade, you must grovel at his feet and sing him praises, however untrue they are. You must simper and fawn. And I don't plan on doing any of those things. The last thing I remember doing in his class last year was flipping him the bird. WOO! I rock.
Today is the day of The Class From Hell. The Class From Hell be Biology 160: Introduction to Ecology. I have no problem with the subject matter. The professor is another matter however. He is someone that would pass as hentai in a Japanese society, making more than just subtle sexual innuendos in class. For you to get a decent grade, you must grovel at his feet and sing him praises, however untrue they are. You must simper and fawn. And I don't plan on doing any of those things. The last thing I remember doing in his class last year was flipping him the bird. WOO! I rock.