My one lecturer was just straight-up like: "I hate 8 am classes, just like all of you. Let's pretend this scheduling never happened and go read an article or something and write me a paragraph about it for the next class. Cheers."
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· 5 years ago
Man the worst fucking feeling was coming to my 8AM class just to find the prof had cancelled the class and taped the memo on the door... I used to have to get up at 545 and transit 1.5 hours to get there to read that. and for 1 semester, tuesday and thursday, that 8am was all i had so it was a total waste of the morning, and the day
My grandmother actually died during the semester in which I was taking physics. I happened to be the one carrying my group.
When I got back, my group didn't help me catch up AT ALL, and my teacher was a POS (this being in Junior College, it shouldn't surprise anyone). I ended up dropping the class, in order to focus on salvaging my progress in other classes.
When I got back, my group didn't help me catch up AT ALL, and my teacher was a POS (this being in Junior College, it shouldn't surprise anyone). I ended up dropping the class, in order to focus on salvaging my progress in other classes.
And she was a bitch to my Mom.