bizorg final
I went to H.E.B. to buy a calculator before my 8a.m. final. I could see my breath as I walked. A worker asked from across the lot, “enjoying the cold weather?” I said “yeah!” and saw my breath again. It was dark.
The Bizorg final was 50 pages long. FIFTY. What a colossal waste of paper.
Prof. Bizorg distributed the exams dressed as the GRIM REAPER. It was actually scary. I appreciate her sense of humor. Ya know, that she actually has one. Even her face was covered with black cloth. Scary.
I liked the multiple choice format.
After the final, I was waiting to take a left out of the parking lot when a person in another mini waved at me. This happens less often in Texas but totally makes my day when it does.
