So Michelle and I started our phonetics classes this past week. For her, that means she has to stay for another hour after her grueling 8 a.m. class everyday. For me, it means that before my 10 a.m. class, I have class at 8:30. I can't whine to her, but it seriously sucks. Not only do I have to wake up way earlier, but my class is horrendous. I thought I would get all buddy buddy with the professor because she is Armenian, but when she got to my name she pronounced it wrong... if she can't even get it right, there is no hope. Not only that, but she is on a total power trip. Instead of explaining the question, she will just keep asking it louder and louder until you react in some way.
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