This could be funny... except it isn't
So... mono/school fiasco update time folks.
I'm feeling pretty good these days, I can't play quite as hard as the other kids yet and I tucker out pretty fast, but we're definitely on the up and up health wise. Ella the spleen used to hurt quite a bit, but she's settled down for the most part now.
-BUT-
It seems like I'll never graduate.
I made arrangements with my profs. to write my final exams at later times. Those being this last week. I was supposed to meet with the Physics secretary on Wednesday to write my astro. final; I was a little early, she wasn't there yet, so I sat down to review. 10 minutes laer, I was still reviewing. 20 minutes later I was still reviewing. 30 minutes later she still hadn't arrived, so I emailed her. I gave her another 20 minutes to either show up or respond to the email and she didn't so I just went home. I heard from her later and she had forgotten all about me. So we rescheduled for next week. It was frustrating because I was prepared to write this exam and I would really like to finish up these classes, but these things happen right??
Apparently these things happen all the time, because today I went in to meet a grad. student who was supposed to supervise my biochem. final, after we got all settled in. I looked at the questions and thought to myself.. wow, these look familiar. But I knew the final was cumulative so I thought maybe my prof. had used some questions from our quizes or the midterm when creating the test. I flipped through a couple more pages and realized that all the questions looked familiar. She had left me the midterm to write, not the final. The grad. student tried to break into her office to find the real test, but without any luck. I felt kinda bad for the guy, we just kind of stared at each other and neither of us knew what to do. So I left and went home, again. I guess I have to reschedule one more time. Once more, I was all studied up and prepared to write this stupid test.. and couldn't.
Grrr
In 52 days I will be done school for good.
I will never have to deal with the Carla's, the forgetful secretaries or the unorganized profs. or clueless grad. students ever again.
Unless of course in 52 days I'm still waiting to write these finals.
I'm feeling pretty good these days, I can't play quite as hard as the other kids yet and I tucker out pretty fast, but we're definitely on the up and up health wise. Ella the spleen used to hurt quite a bit, but she's settled down for the most part now.
-BUT-
It seems like I'll never graduate.
I made arrangements with my profs. to write my final exams at later times. Those being this last week. I was supposed to meet with the Physics secretary on Wednesday to write my astro. final; I was a little early, she wasn't there yet, so I sat down to review. 10 minutes laer, I was still reviewing. 20 minutes later I was still reviewing. 30 minutes later she still hadn't arrived, so I emailed her. I gave her another 20 minutes to either show up or respond to the email and she didn't so I just went home. I heard from her later and she had forgotten all about me. So we rescheduled for next week. It was frustrating because I was prepared to write this exam and I would really like to finish up these classes, but these things happen right??
Apparently these things happen all the time, because today I went in to meet a grad. student who was supposed to supervise my biochem. final, after we got all settled in. I looked at the questions and thought to myself.. wow, these look familiar. But I knew the final was cumulative so I thought maybe my prof. had used some questions from our quizes or the midterm when creating the test. I flipped through a couple more pages and realized that all the questions looked familiar. She had left me the midterm to write, not the final. The grad. student tried to break into her office to find the real test, but without any luck. I felt kinda bad for the guy, we just kind of stared at each other and neither of us knew what to do. So I left and went home, again. I guess I have to reschedule one more time. Once more, I was all studied up and prepared to write this stupid test.. and couldn't.
Grrr
In 52 days I will be done school for good.
I will never have to deal with the Carla's, the forgetful secretaries or the unorganized profs. or clueless grad. students ever again.
Unless of course in 52 days I'm still waiting to write these finals.