Srweller

I'm going to diverge from the theme here because I have a sadness vent. I've always wanted to go to grad school and I'll have to move away from where I am now in order to do so. I am starting to become depressed over this.... because weirdly.... I'm really going to miss one of my professors. He's taught me so much and has helped me through so much.... but ultimately he has been my friend in am world where I don't have many of those. I always look forward to our meetings and am just genuinely happy whenever I'm around him. We always have fun and it's nice knowing someone else thoroughly enjoys my company (although he's almost an emotional robot and I can't imagine him flat out saying he enjoys my company, I know it's true because we can't help but smile together- like we have a good secret that we can't share with anyone else yet).
I have always felt like I was ment to know him. We started off on the wrong foot but my instincts told me to give him a chance and I'm happy I did. I truly believe he was ment to be my friend and I love him very dearly and I have no doubt he is fond of me as well. 
Someday I'll probably tell him I'm going to miss because I've always been pretty open about how highly I think of him (probably won't tell him I love him though because could go into a whole 'nother world of awkwardness and misunderstanding- I'm certain he knows how much I care about him, though). I'm just sad now because I know my days of seeing him are numbered. 
 
And before any assumptions are made... I am not seeking any sort of romantic relationship or anything. We have just grown close and I care very deeply about him (Plus we're both married). It's more like having to give your dog away because of moving. You're used to seeing the dog all the time and it makes you happy and you love your dog... but you can't take it with you.

As a student I want to share my experience having "bad behavior" with a teacher. I never went over his head or anything, but this guy is a bit condescending at times. In my first class with him no one really knew him and he's a bit introverted so he has a hard time connecting with students. So, with that combo, we all just thought he was mean and scary. One day he did something, though, where I still feel like he was in the wrong (essentially putting everyone's mistakes on a homework problem on a projector and bashing everything all of the mistakes). I walked out of his class in a huff (I was sitting in the front row of a small class). I took some time to let off some steam, but after the class ended I went to his office to talk to him. Nicest guy in the world. Opinionated and direct, but he cares about what he does and his students.
Most students from that class still don't like him- but most of them have never talked to him outside of the classroom. Me on the other hand? He's my favorite professor. When my senior project came around I didn't care what I worked on abouts long as it was under him. I no longer have classes with him but we're still working on projects together. I look up to this guy and he's probably my closest friend at my college.
So, a bad experience with a student can become a good one- and not all of us students all are all bad. And not all bad professors are that bad either. Unfortunately, most students don't quite see professors as people. People think it's weird that I'm close with my professor (partly because many people some still choose not to like him). But to be fair, I didn't realize how human my teachers are until my last year. I had them all on unattainable pedestals where they were all perfect people. Others just see them as people to give grades and nothing more, which is rather unfortunate because I've learned that my teachers are way cooler than any of the students.
 
 
On a seperate note, there was a student I had that class with (where I walked out) and had my senior projects class with him. We didn't recognize each other but eventually realized we had shared that class with each other. He only could remember me as the girl who walked out of the class and though it was hilarious that im now the student who likes this professor the most.

As a student I want to share my experience having "bad behavior" with a teacher. I never went over his head or anything, but this guy is a bit condescending at times. In my first class with him no one really knew him and he's a bit introverted so he has a hard time connecting with students. So, with that combo, we all just thought he was mean and scary. One day he did something, though, where I still feel like he was in the wrong (essentially putting everyone's mistakes on a homework problem on a projector and bashing everything all of the mistakes). I walked out of his class in a huff (I was sitting in the front row of a small class). I took some time to let off some steam, but after the class ended I went to his office to talk to him. Nicest guy in the world. Opinionated and direct, but he cares about what he does and his students.
Most students from that class still don't like him- but most of them have never talked to him outside of the classroom. Me on the other hand? He's my favorite professor. When my senior project came around I didn't care what I worked on abouts long as it was under him. I no longer have classes with him but we're still working on projects together. I look up to this guy and he's probably my closest friend at my college.
So, a bad experience with a student can become a good one- and not all of us students all are all bad. And not all bad professors are that bad either. Unfortunately, most students don't quite see professors as people. People think it's weird that I'm close with my professor (partly because many people some still choose not to like him). But to be fair, I didn't realize how human my teachers are until my last year. I had them all on unattainable pedestals where they were all perfect people. Others just see them as people to give grades and nothing more, which is rather unfortunate because I've learned that my teachers are way cooler than any of the students.
 
 
On a seperate note, there was a student I had that class with (where I walked out) and had my senior projects class with him. We didn't recognize each other but eventually realized we had shared that class with each other. He only could remember me as the girl who walked out of the class and though it was hilarious that im now the student who likes this professor the most.

Is it just me or does it seem that only chemists and psychologists are hearing about interviews and admission results?
Meanwhile the rest of us have to wait in agony....

Is it just me or does it seem that only chemists and psychologists are hearing about interviews and admission results?
Meanwhile the rest of us have to wait in agony....