Soul Vacation
So tonight was my last Caribbean Lit class. Thank God, hallelujah, I am frothing and ecstatic! This afternoon, I pulled an eight-page paper out of my arse in about five hours. Not my best work, but at least worthy of a B range, and it's done done DONE. Gone, off of my mind, off my list. This year has been the best, the fullest, and the craziest of college so far, but only one more week, one final, two classes, one presentation, and five more essays to go until I'm freeeee!! Freee freeee freeeeee!! I can't wait. It's getting so close I have to stop myself from slipping into reverie while studying. I know I'll probably get bored and miss my friends here within a little over a month, but my academic energy right now is basically shit, and if I don't get out of here soon, my GPA is going to nosedive, fast. *sniffle* (Oh, GPA, how pristine you once were.)
I am a mix of terrified, excited, and relieved that by the end of January 2007, I will be done with college. Finis. No longer a senior; graduated. At this point, I don't think I want to go to grad school; I know right now I sure as hell don't have the motivation or stamina to make it worth putting myself that much further in debt. As of now, I have not an inkling as to what I'm going to do with my life professionally after this is over. This is the first time in my life where the impending future is a big, scary, and sort of thrilling blank. There was always something solid and promising to strive for in the past... but now the future is giant and open, with plenty of room for possibility and success... and lots more for failure. Currently, that's one of my biggest fears: failing at life after college. In many ways, I don't feel ready to claim that I am an entirely self-sufficient, reliable, responsible ADULT. Ugh.
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There are so many things I have to think about. Summer this year is three months long and I don't know if I'm going to be in south Florida or north. (And hey, Life Answers? You've got seven months to show up. Don't disappoint.)
In light of my last Weekly Class of Boredom, Abstract Literary Theory Fatigue, and Brain Cell Death, a meme to celebrate:
10 of Life’s Simple Pleasures
1. My dog, and the sound of her lips un-smacking when she opens her mouth to take a treat.
2. The cool, smooth, solidity of piano keys beneath my fingers. I think that sensation alone is part of its calming power.
3. Mint chocolate-chip ice cream after a day at the beach.
4. When I’m home for the weekend or a break, waking up in late morning in my mom’s bed, with the sun shining in and birds chirping, totally unstressed and with no pressing agenda, the sounds of the coffee machine bubbling in the kitchen and mum and granny out in the backroom eating breakfast, talking, and watching their preacher shows.
5. The minty, refreshed, “ahhh” feeling after I brush my teeth.
6. When people I’m close to surprise me out of the blue and let me know how much I really am loved and appreciated, and that they are glad to have me in their lives.
7. Live music outside on a beautiful day, caught and carried around by a ticklish breeze. (Especially if it’s Hanson music. Dude, that would be bliiiissss.) Windchimes are sweet, too.
8. Coming home--and I’m not talking about the dorm--after a really shitty, busy, and stressful day and just knowing I can leave it all out the door, behind me... the RELIEF.
9. Curling up on the couch to read a book that has absolutely nothing to do with school. Even better if it has no redeeming academic value, whatsoever.
10. Washing my face in the shower. I think if my face had a song, that would be one of its favorite things.
Peace out. It's time for bed.
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I am a mix of terrified, excited, and relieved that by the end of January 2007, I will be done with college. Finis. No longer a senior; graduated. At this point, I don't think I want to go to grad school; I know right now I sure as hell don't have the motivation or stamina to make it worth putting myself that much further in debt. As of now, I have not an inkling as to what I'm going to do with my life professionally after this is over. This is the first time in my life where the impending future is a big, scary, and sort of thrilling blank. There was always something solid and promising to strive for in the past... but now the future is giant and open, with plenty of room for possibility and success... and lots more for failure. Currently, that's one of my biggest fears: failing at life after college. In many ways, I don't feel ready to claim that I am an entirely self-sufficient, reliable, responsible ADULT. Ugh.
:O
There are so many things I have to think about. Summer this year is three months long and I don't know if I'm going to be in south Florida or north. (And hey, Life Answers? You've got seven months to show up. Don't disappoint.)
In light of my last Weekly Class of Boredom, Abstract Literary Theory Fatigue, and Brain Cell Death, a meme to celebrate:
10 of Life’s Simple Pleasures
1. My dog, and the sound of her lips un-smacking when she opens her mouth to take a treat.
2. The cool, smooth, solidity of piano keys beneath my fingers. I think that sensation alone is part of its calming power.
3. Mint chocolate-chip ice cream after a day at the beach.
4. When I’m home for the weekend or a break, waking up in late morning in my mom’s bed, with the sun shining in and birds chirping, totally unstressed and with no pressing agenda, the sounds of the coffee machine bubbling in the kitchen and mum and granny out in the backroom eating breakfast, talking, and watching their preacher shows.
5. The minty, refreshed, “ahhh” feeling after I brush my teeth.
6. When people I’m close to surprise me out of the blue and let me know how much I really am loved and appreciated, and that they are glad to have me in their lives.
7. Live music outside on a beautiful day, caught and carried around by a ticklish breeze. (Especially if it’s Hanson music. Dude, that would be bliiiissss.) Windchimes are sweet, too.
8. Coming home--and I’m not talking about the dorm--after a really shitty, busy, and stressful day and just knowing I can leave it all out the door, behind me... the RELIEF.
9. Curling up on the couch to read a book that has absolutely nothing to do with school. Even better if it has no redeeming academic value, whatsoever.
10. Washing my face in the shower. I think if my face had a song, that would be one of its favorite things.
Peace out. It's time for bed.
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