to the dean, the ad visor, and smart azz comments about the secratary I gave to the dean in a bit of a tantrum that wasn't to huge.
These people are heartless monsters. They are sick of my e-mails, sick of my calls, sick of me. This is what I was told.
I dropped the major, and picked something else, and got another advisor. I also changed all of my classes but one.
I recieved two phone messeges from the dean of students wanting to talk to me. What will happen when I call tomorrow? Is it over? I didn't cuss, or yell.
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