Filed under: College | Tags: 8 AM, Bowditch, Channing, desserts, Durant, fire alarm, food, job, LDS, Lent, meat, reader, sad, Tara Reid
They could’ve waited till spring break, but no. It’s happened at least three times this week. Usually lasts from 9:30 AM to 2 PM, if not longer. And it goes off every minute. I’m actually grateful for going to my 8 AM class for once. I hope today marks the end of this irritating ordeal.
More than two weeks into Lent and I haven’t messed up! I gave up desserts (no chocolate, apple pies, cupcakes, etc.), just like last year. And on Fridays, no meat. It isn’t really that difficult if the food isn’t too bad. I think the quality of the taste is more of an issue cause dorm food is typically bland.
Around 5 PM today, I was approached by two sisters from the Latter Day Saints community on Bowditch and Durant. I walked down Bowditch and up Channing, listening to them talk about their work and outreach since they kept tagging along. It was weird because they were dressed in business suits and looked like the type of people who would go partying every weekend. I mean, imagine Tara Reid talking about God’s plan for you. In all seriousness, one of them did look like her. Apparently, they’re trying to reach people who look lost, confused, or sad. Not sure if I was classified under one of those, but do I look sad when I’m walking on campus? I remember being confronted with a gang of street kids on campus once and they were all like, “Why you so sad? It’s a BEAUTIFUL day!” It was a lot more intimidating though.
To end this on a good note, I was asked by one of my professors to be a reader next year! Hopefully this will pull through. It’d be nice to get a job again. Besides, it’s about time I start giving out the Cs I didn’t deserve. (; I kid, I kid.
“You see things; and you say ‘Why?’ But I dream things that never were; and I say ‘Why not?’” -George Bernard Shaw
Filed under: Home | Tags: emergency, fire alarm, library, proctor, quiz, Spanish, teacher
I missed a quiz four weeks ago in Spanish class because of a game. I went through two weeks’ time of trouble just to take it.
On Wednesday after school, I go to the library to find out that they don’t give quizzes anymore. I guess I didn’t hear about the new system this year because quizzes are now proctored by the teachers themselves. That Friday, I asked the teacher about the quiz, but she didn’t have it. We decided that I would take it on the coming Tuesday, since there was no school on Monday.
Tuesday after school. I walk into her classroom.
Teacher: Oh, QUIZ!
Me: Yes, I can make it up now.
Teacher: I don’t have it.
Me: Well, then, I can take it tomorrow.
Teacher: Okay, tomorrow.
Wednesday after school. I walk into her office.
Teacher: Did you want to take the quiz?
Me: Yes, I’ll take it right now.
Teacher: Well, I don’t have it with me.
Me: How about tomorrow?
Teacher: Tomorrow’s good.
Thursday after school. I walk into her classroom.
Me: Can I take the pruebita?
Teacher: You know what, Katherine? I’m so sorry that I haven’t gotten back to you. I have a faculty meeting in ten minutes. Do you know what I have tomorrow after school?
Me: Another meeting?
Teacher: Yes, I have another meeting. I haven’t been able to get things done today, I haven’t been to the bathroom at all, I haven’t peed all week, I haven’t been home lately – can we just postpone the quiz to next week?
So yesterday, I go to her office during my free block cause I figured that I might have a chance of taking it during the day. I don’t even have to say anything anymore when I stop by cause the word QUIZ is already written on me.
Teacher: Great! I have it printed out already. Here you go.
I sit down to take the quiz. One minute later, the fire alarm rings. The second school emergency, and it’s only October. You’d think that six school emergencies last year were enough.
Who knew it was going to be this hard to find time for something so menial?
