Ph.D
Dr. Santha is a 'Dr'.
She must've gotten a B.A. in English, then a M.A., then a Ph.D.
But she's working in a private college in Malaysia, teaching classes of 30 that make fun of her large, reflective spectacles and mock her very pronounced Indian accent.
She gets herself all worked up over the bad essays we write, the reports we submit in all the wrong formats.
Students like XXX sashay into her class 15 minutes late.
She works her way up to a Ph.D, just to tolerate all of this year after year?
Meh. Do I really want to leave my science days behind?
She must've gotten a B.A. in English, then a M.A., then a Ph.D.
But she's working in a private college in Malaysia, teaching classes of 30 that make fun of her large, reflective spectacles and mock her very pronounced Indian accent.
She gets herself all worked up over the bad essays we write, the reports we submit in all the wrong formats.
Students like XXX sashay into her class 15 minutes late.
She works her way up to a Ph.D, just to tolerate all of this year after year?
Meh. Do I really want to leave my science days behind?
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isthisme exuded garlic breath at 10:44 AM
