Today, I found out that the Italian word for excited is "emozionato", not "eccitato." "Eccitato" means sexually aroused. I spoke to my future host parents and professors about my excitement for my upcoming course before finding this out.
Today, I had an interview for a job in a professor’s lab. He seemed like a really nice, grandfatherly old guy. We got up to go take a look around the lab, and he held out his arms really wide to me… so I went in for a hug. Turns out he was just gesturing for me to go through the door first.
Today, I was emailing my professor about what chapters our test is on this afternoon. She accidentally emailed me informing me of the date she went on last night, including that she "got laid… yay!!" and a picture. I still don’t know what chapters I’m being tested on.
Today, I got back my math test. Instead of taking the time to mark the mistakes, my professor just circled the bottom half of the page and wrote "OMG."
Today, I got an email from a professor saying he was going to fail me for missing the alloted absences, which is school policy. I pointed out I was in the hospital for two weeks with a life threatening illness and that he even came to visit me. He told me "rules are rules."
Today, I fell asleep in class. As a joke, my professor used an airhorn to wake me up. I got so freaked out that I punched the girl next to me in the face. She got knocked out.
Today, I e-mailed my professor asking if I could make up an exam because my grandma passed away and I was at the funeral. She gave me a zero because I used the same ‘excuse’ a month ago. Now I have to produce both death certificates because my grandmas’ died a month apart.
Today, I was rejected from the University of Washington. My dad has been a professor there for 30 years, and is on the board of admissions.
Today, I was writing a very important email to my college professor. I went upstairs for something and came back down to send it. I later asked him today why he hadn’t responded to which he said "I’m flattered…but can’t." My roommate had added "love you xxx" at the end of the email.
Today, I went to get my midterm essay grade thinking I couldn’t have made lower than a B. Got to class and my douchebag professor gave me an F. He wrote "Best essay I read, would’ve been an A if it was the right topic." I wrote on the Industrial Revolution, instead of the Scientific Revolution.