♬Everyone’s saying different things to me, different things to me♬
At long last, I have a clinical schedule, and in keeping with the theme of things, I got it in the most frustrating and stressful way possible. On Friday the 10th, I (やっと) received that long-awaited call from the clinical department, beside myself with relief that I’d finally be hearing from someone, only to have my bubble of hope brutally burst by Ms. F, one of the two advisors for students with last names A-L. She, rather callously, informed me that Mr. P, the head clinical advisor was out of the office and would not be able to discuss my schedule with me, but that they knew I’d been waiting to hear from them for over 10 days, so if Mr. P didn’t get in touch with me by the following Thursday, I should check back in with the office.
I’m surprised that my head didn’t explode. (more…)