A new Pope was elected today, which is exciting. I’m not a Catholic so I really shouldn’t even have a say. He isn’t really popular among the liberals I know. Then again neither is the Catholic Church in general. I guess it’s funny to me because disliking the new head of the Catholic Church for opposing abortion or same-sex marriage is like opposing a cat for being catty. He has said that homosexual couples ought not raise children, but then again science and the Catholic Church don’t see eye to eye on a lot of things. My point is, you can’t really hate the guy for living by the principles of the very institution he’s now heading. You might say this is dangerous logic. I don’t wanna talk about it.
He is stylish, though.
Check out those glasses! Who hasn’t bought a pair at least a little like those in the past few months?
Anyway, I’m not here to talk about the Pope.
I had an advising appointment yesterday that went way better than I anticipated. The adviser in question, she has a history of being snappy with my friends, asking them to change their majors for subpar performances in less-than-relevant classes. (I don’t want to name names, but her last name is synonymous with penis and rhymes with ‘socks.’)
But she was really nice!
She overrode a course for me which she totally didn’t have to do, since I really didn’t meet the requirements I needed to meet as a student. But the first thing she told me when I walked in was that I’m a great student. This meant a lot to me because I went from being a special snowflake in high school to being a face in a crowd of 58,000 at college.
Words of wisdom: sometimes advisers will tell you that college is a wake up call from high school because everyone in college is just like you! ”Not the top of the food chain anymore, now are we?” In my experience, this is a far cry from the truth. I’ve met guys in college who think it’s “dope,” “straight,” or “true” that I read books. I don’t wanna talk about it.
Anyway, the adviser in question complimented my earrings (which is the second time in two weeks that an adviser in two different departments does this to me), and even told me to never give up, to write my book and to make it there because too many people give up. (Perhaps this is how she became an adviser?)
So thanks, Psych Advising, I’ll throw a shout out and an autographed copy your way when I see my name in print.