exit interview
I have four copies of my thesis sitting on a bookshelf upstairs. Two more have been handed in to the library to be cataloged and archived. I've given my other two to Ginny and David. This is about as done as I get without walking across that stage wearing a silly costume and being given a piece of paper.
These past few weeks have been intense. I spent most of reading week recovering from Renn Fayre and waiting for my oral exam. (Sunday of Renn Fayre was intense and weird in an entirely different way, and I ended up bursting into tears in front of someone who needed my support, because I had nothing left.) I didn't eat enough or drink enough water during Renn Fayre, so I had to spend several days getting used to eating regular meals again. Mercifully, I didn't get the plague that everyone else got (though I'm still at risk) and managed to stumble through that week.
My oral went about as well as I'd expected, though I got more intelligent questions from my third and fourth readers than I'd thought I would. Ginny complimented me on my excellent counterpoint writing. I'm glad I have some corroboration on that, because I'm pretty pleased with my counterpoint myself. After my oral, I went out for ice cream and shoe shopping with Noah and then collapsed in a heap.
I wasted most of the weekend, first by catching up on my sleep, and then by staying up pretty late writing papers and presentations. I listened to some truly beautiful music and watched a good deal of Babylon 5.
On Monday I gave a presentation on Osvaldo Golijov, turned in the last of my papers for Song, and then promptly fell asleep. I woke up late in the evening and worked on thesis revisions until 3am. I ran to school at 8:30am this morning, made some last minute touch ups, and then took it to the print shop. I took my German exam at 9 and picked up my completed theses at 10:30. After another nap, I got David to sign the official copies, turned them in and ran back home again.
After the intense work I've done in the past 48 hours, I'm actually done with college, and I don't know what to do with myself. I made a promise when I decided to go to Reed that I should fulfill now, but I don't know how. Next step: find a job and housing.
These past few weeks have been intense. I spent most of reading week recovering from Renn Fayre and waiting for my oral exam. (Sunday of Renn Fayre was intense and weird in an entirely different way, and I ended up bursting into tears in front of someone who needed my support, because I had nothing left.) I didn't eat enough or drink enough water during Renn Fayre, so I had to spend several days getting used to eating regular meals again. Mercifully, I didn't get the plague that everyone else got (though I'm still at risk) and managed to stumble through that week.
My oral went about as well as I'd expected, though I got more intelligent questions from my third and fourth readers than I'd thought I would. Ginny complimented me on my excellent counterpoint writing. I'm glad I have some corroboration on that, because I'm pretty pleased with my counterpoint myself. After my oral, I went out for ice cream and shoe shopping with Noah and then collapsed in a heap.
I wasted most of the weekend, first by catching up on my sleep, and then by staying up pretty late writing papers and presentations. I listened to some truly beautiful music and watched a good deal of Babylon 5.
On Monday I gave a presentation on Osvaldo Golijov, turned in the last of my papers for Song, and then promptly fell asleep. I woke up late in the evening and worked on thesis revisions until 3am. I ran to school at 8:30am this morning, made some last minute touch ups, and then took it to the print shop. I took my German exam at 9 and picked up my completed theses at 10:30. After another nap, I got David to sign the official copies, turned them in and ran back home again.
After the intense work I've done in the past 48 hours, I'm actually done with college, and I don't know what to do with myself. I made a promise when I decided to go to Reed that I should fulfill now, but I don't know how. Next step: find a job and housing.