There will be feasting, and dancing, in Jerusalem next year~
Aaand I will make a proper life-type post, since my graduation ceremony is tomorrow and I feel I ought to do something to mark the occasion. And - I am so, so relieved. Who cares if I don't know what I'm going to do with my life or even in the next six months, I have a degree. A good degree from a good university, when for the first time in my life, I think, it really wasn't certain whether the end results would be objectively good enough. Worth the time, the money, the effort.
I've been playing games all year working out how much I need to score here to compensate for a low mark there and so on, but in the end it wasn't so much gambling as fatalistic bloodymindedness. And still, I got a 2:1. I got decent marks even while consciously letting one particular exam go to hell (the French oral, for which I got a 46% i.e. third class, which is as low as you can go short of actually failing. I got a First in the written paper ^^). That feels pretty good.
So yeah basically I have been coming down from the high of having my highly inadvisible study tactics pay off. XD
Weather is very humid. The male graduands are all posing for photographs in the sunlight clad in head-to-toe black suits and robes, poor things. The women in flowered skirts and high heels. I am exhausted with end-of-term socialising and get nothing done in between, but I feel I should drink my fill of it. As ever these stifling, loose-ended days have something of the unreal.
I guess... I'm doing pretty okay? I don't think I've become a better person over the past four years, but more like myself, and less awkwardly so. It might be enough.
I've been playing games all year working out how much I need to score here to compensate for a low mark there and so on, but in the end it wasn't so much gambling as fatalistic bloodymindedness. And still, I got a 2:1. I got decent marks even while consciously letting one particular exam go to hell (the French oral, for which I got a 46% i.e. third class, which is as low as you can go short of actually failing. I got a First in the written paper ^^). That feels pretty good.
So yeah basically I have been coming down from the high of having my highly inadvisible study tactics pay off. XD
Weather is very humid. The male graduands are all posing for photographs in the sunlight clad in head-to-toe black suits and robes, poor things. The women in flowered skirts and high heels. I am exhausted with end-of-term socialising and get nothing done in between, but I feel I should drink my fill of it. As ever these stifling, loose-ended days have something of the unreal.
I guess... I'm doing pretty okay? I don't think I've become a better person over the past four years, but more like myself, and less awkwardly so. It might be enough.