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My teacher is Janice. January 20, 2008

Filed under: Agnes — agnesk @ 8:55 pm

So now I have the same nightmare as Chandler. Marvelous.

She is my post-Confederation Canadian history teacher, 29, who just came out to B.C. to finish her master.
She just wiki-s our lectures, for which she refuses to post up the power-point or the digitized lecture.

Also! This is a three-hour course.
The lecture takes 2 hours; the lecture follows right after a 10-minute break.
The most ridiculous, stupid bureaucratic part of these Wednesday afternoons is that, during those 10 minutes, all of us, twenty-five students and Janice, has to run through the Academic Quadrangle corridors*to another classroom; even though! the class in which the lecture takes place is not occupied afterwards anyways.

*Academic Quadrangle (AQ) is a building that is shaped as a rectangle/box. So there are N, E, S and W corners while the center is hollow and on ground level, has a now frozen pond. That frozen pond is trashed by idiotic, perhaps frustrated students. They throw chairs and garbage cans into the pond. Ah!

 

One Response to “My teacher is Janice.”

  1. daniella Says:

    As Phoebe, I will help you break free from The Janice. “It’s like, a GIFT!”


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