[EDIT: I finally heard from my advisor shortly after finishing this post. He is redeemed.]
. . . who are supposed to advise.
Really.
I've sent my advisor emails 3 times in the past few weeks with the schedule I want for next semester. I've thought out everything I need to do to graduate on time. All he needs to do is sign on to his little computer and press a button saying okay.
Is that so hard?!
I've emailed. I've called. I've gone by his (empty) office.
If I don't get to register soon, I'll lose out on the classes I want to underclassmen. I'm really not a fan of this part of the semester. I have enough stress writing papers.
Grr.
In other news, I read an article earlier today that said 30% of the greenhouse gases emitted from Argentina come from flatulent cows.
I was going to turn that into propaganda for vegetarianism. Bean plants aren't flatulent. However, beans can cause flatulent humans, and I'm sure 6 billion of those wouldn't be great for the planet, either.
Oh well. I tried.
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try having one class left that is required for your minor.. which is supposed to be a night class. but because of conflicts.. it has been switched to a day class. oh and did I mention that I have an internship that requires 400 hours.. 40 hours a week.. m-f 8 to 5. and she won't let me sub.. :) Just wait!!! :D
I'm glad you were able to hear back from him.
Wait... what?! Flatulent cows?!
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