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History Advising, heed me!
Feb. 4th, 2008 08:33 amWhen lo it is a hail storm, thunderstorm and blizzard simultaneously and I, with my neckbrace, tromp in at 8am b/c I could not sleep all night for fear of not being properly registered on today, the deadline, do not tell me that you will only be handling course adds at 1pm and make a half-hearted pleasantry about hoping I don't drown when I slog home. I can't even glare at your around my neckerhat/brace and that's a ludicrously unfair advantage, for my glare is a fearsome glare. JUST LET ME ADD. THERE IS NO ONE ELSE IN THE OFFICE WAITING B/C I DELIBERATELY CAME EARLY TO PREEMPT THEM. WHO ARE YOU WAITING FOR, ADVISING? WHO?! A STUDENT MADE OF MARXIST CRITICISM AND BREASTS?! I'M 50% THERE ALREADY!
...I don't always use Marxist criticism anymore, that was sophomore year of high school... but I look good in this soggy hail-coated top, eh? Sign my goddamn add slip.
*EDIT* Mea culpa, later in the afternoon they were terribly efficient and got things done and were flexible and polite. So that's that.
...I don't always use Marxist criticism anymore, that was sophomore year of high school... but I look good in this soggy hail-coated top, eh? Sign my goddamn add slip.
*EDIT* Mea culpa, later in the afternoon they were terribly efficient and got things done and were flexible and polite. So that's that.
