Linteia wrote:Sooo, it turns out I'm not registered for classes this fall, but the school sent me my code so I can register without meeting an adviser. I can't help but feel this is a terrible, terrible mistake....
haha... if you end up with a degree in underwater basket weaving we'll know why. :-p
On a quasi-serious note though, I'll add a fun rant. If you already know your degree's list of required classes you really don't need an adviser. I think it's just a formality added because too many kids missed too many classes that delayed their graduation a year and they whined about it and blamed someone else for their misfortune. It's funny to hear all of the profs complain about how much they hate their students. (not really hate... it's more of a hair-pulling frustration that lends itself toward hallway avoidance because they just KNOW the student is going to ask another idiotic question that could easily be answered by cracking a book.) "There's a test today?" Yes, read your syllabus. "We have to write a paper?" Yes, read your syllabus. "What do you mean that's due today?" OMG READ THE F'ING SYLLABUS!!! *teacher hides in lab until they're gone*
Since they don't read their catalogs or know what's going on they just show up with blank expressions and expect their professors to do it all for them. Lots of kids just show up and hand their blank papers to the professors with no planning or foresight. "uuhh... like, what do I take?" So the professor has to ask really basic questions that they should have already figured out for themselves so they can tell them what their options are. "No, your credits from that unaccredited joke of a school won't transfer. Yes, you'll have to take remedial math. No, you can't take 300 level chem lab because it fits your schedule better, you haven't met the prerequisites for 1 and 2." They want to be spoon-fed and it drives their teaches mad. I get to hear all the fun (and sad) stories.