In which I'm not allowed a meeting

So I've been awake for 5.5 hours now, and 4 of those were straight lecture.

I've been feeling very frustrated lately because no one has given me good information about what is going to be expected of me in class.  So I think, I'll just ask the professor for a meeting so we can discuss the classes.

I go up at the end of the second lecture and I wait in line behind a couple other people.  Then when everyone is gone, I say "Do you have time to make a time to meet with me about classes?" and she's like "what about the classes?" and I was like "tests, things to read, how to study, other things" and she's like "I explained that all already but maybe you didn't understand."  And I'm like "I would like some instructions so I know what you want so I can get started and make sure I do well."  This she is not pleased about.  She's like "I don't want to start too early because you're coming from another discipline and you need to be sure you understand everything so you don't miss something that interests you as a subject."  And then she asks, "Are you understanding what's going on in class?"  So I say "I understand, but it's hard to write and listen and understand at the same time." And she's like "yeah."  And she won't give me a meeting because she wants me to look at the reading list that she hasn't given us yet.

At this point, I'm so frustrated (and hungry) that I'm almost crying.  Why won't this woman please just let me meet with her?  Why do the French make me wait for everything?  Can I please just have some instructions?

So she asks "Is everything going good with being here?  Because you need to tell us, and your friends, if things aren't going well."  And I'm like (not very convincingly) "it's fine."  And she's all like "Is it hard?"  And I'm like "It's just different."  And then she makes me tell her why I'm so upset.  And so I inform her that in America, at the beginning of every course we get a piece of paper that tells us what we have to do, and what the class is about, and how the exams work and here I go to class, but I have no idea what I'm supposed to do or what I'm supposed to study and I just don't have any idea what to do.

She thinks this is like the funniest thing in the world, and I am now legitimately crying.  She's all like "This is just a different learning style."  And, I'm not an idiot, I know that.  I would just please like some godforsaken instructions so I know that I'm on the right track.  I'm not going to blunder about nebulously and not know what I'm doing when I could just ask for a meeting and get some information.

And then she's like "Let me get you the reading list next week and then we can get together and discuss what interests you and then we can go through the list together and pick out the best readings for you and give you a list of things."

And I was all "That's good.  Thanks."  Because I'm just so done because that's what I wanted in the first place but it was too unreasonable a demand for anyone that isn't a crying American wishing she had a syllabus.

And she's like "This is why you have to tell your professor what you need, otherwise we don't know."

THAT'S WHAT I WANTED THE MEETING FOR BUT THANKS FOR BEING CONDESCENDING LIKE I CAN'T GET MY POINT ACROSS FOR MYSELF.

Now I'm just going to lay in my bed until I have to go down to Talence to take that French test because they won't give me the schedule until I've taken the test.