Student 1: I think making English the native language of the US would be beneficial in a number of ways. I think everyone should know English!
Student 2: Ya most people would like to know English even if they don't live in America. Maybe we need to do more to support that cause.
Student 1: Ya! I say we pass this bill!!
Teacher (Acting as President): No way! If we pass this bill then how am I supposed to talk to the little Hispanic girls in line at Wal-Mart??? That's like my highlight of my trip!
Me: Creepy McCreepster... Why do you talk to little Hispanic girls in Wal-Mart???
Teacher: I think they're cute! So I use my Spanish and talk to them!
Student 1: *cough* Petafile! *cough*
Student 3: I vote to investigate the President's relationships with little Hispanic girls.
Me: I second that!
Teacher: (Hits his forehead) I just got what you guys were saying! NO! I AM NOT A PETAFILE!!!!
Hahaha gotta love BYU-I!!!!!!
But upon discovering that I had so many credits, I also discovered that Political Science was a useless degree for me. I needed to do business. So just change my major to Business Management right? WRONGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!! It would have been easier to go to Mars than change my major to Business. So after weeks and weeks and weeks and countless hours trying to figure out what to do and what is possible and who to talk to and blah blah blah. I was so frustrated. Anyways, finally after hours of praying my prayers were finally answered. This blessed lady told me about this degree called University Studies. She explained that basically you make up your own degree. You choose a minor and two "clusters" (Clusters are basically like mini minors). After hearing about this degree I was determined to get this. She told me it was hard to be approved for this degree though. My dad continued to tell me that I can do whatever I want. If I want to get approved I will. So I did everything I needed to. I worked on this for hours, making sure that I could take each class during the times I needed to. I worked on it over and over and over and over and over again. I had it perfect. I knew it was perfect. I knew they would look and be amazed at how perfect I had it. I wrote my letter why I deserve to be accepted and set up my appointment to go talk to the President of the University Studies Department. I called my Dad and read him my letter before I went. I told him I was staying in this man's office until I got accepted. I had it figured out that I could graduate in 2 semesters. Although the only problem was that I needed to get accepted to FAST GRAD which allows me to go to school in the fall because that is when my "summer" is. Also... I need to register for classes on next Friday. So this all had to get done before this weekend. So... here is how it went...