New Semester Tips

If you have a name in which others have difficulty pronouncing, e-mail your professors and give them a pronunciation guide. (Don't be a jerk in the process. This is not to say that I think Tchaikovsky would be a jerk about it.). This is also the time to ask any real questions about their expectations of the first day of class. Unless you are a complete idiot, you should not be able to blow this. If you do blow this, please switch your major to something less thought provoking. Animal grooming perhaps.

When I began my quest to enroll into my University, I was made aware that Mon the 15th 2011 was the official start of the Fall semester. Upon a second glance at my detailed schedule to verify my class times in conjunction together, I noticed that the calendar notes the first day of the semester id Wed the 17th. Since this would effect half of my classes, I fired off an email to all of my professors in the hopes of getting at least one response. Three of the four professors replied. In fact, the timeliness of their replies was in order of scheduling importance, reversed.

The first response was from my Bioethics professor, whose class I will only report to on Thursdays. Of the two options neither would effect my first day in her class, but I appreciated her timeliness nonetheless. When she responded that I was correct in that Wednesday is the first day of classes, it meant barely anything, except Happy Wednesday! .

The second response from my World History professor. His response was important in that I am scheduled to be in his class every Tuesday and Thursday till early December. His response was the same as my Bioethics professor. Wednesday.

The third, and so far final, response was from my English professor, whom I shall see every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning for the semester. 8:00am sharp. His response was rather strange. First, unlike the other professors, he did not include my e-mail in his response. Also, he said Monday; in a very short, slightly curt, message.

My Pre-Calculus Professor has yet to respond, and that is a class I scheduled for every weekday.

What to do? Well I'll be there bright and early Monday morning. In fact, I plan to be hitting the Rec-Center and hour before class. If my ID won't let me into the Rec-Center than I know the semester hasn't begun. Of course I'll still hang around for class. That's just how I am now-a-days.

It doesn't stop my paranoia from thinking he's trying to play some silly trick on me.
English professor: "OH WOW! You really believed that?!? MWA HA HA HA HA!! You fell for my wicked scheme to make you wait around!" (He is an English professor. That's how they all talk, right?)


Me: "Oh no! You thwarted me, you dastardly cur! A pox upon your and yours, for I shall never recover from the day I was at school (which is where I want to be) for no real reason. Mayhap, I shall hang my head for shame... Nah. I'm going over to the Physics Department. They have Mtn Dew!"