Graduation
So it looks like I may have actually passed all of my classes. I haven't updated in so long, it's a little ridiculous. I can't remember the last thing I wrote. I think it was roomie rage. Which is kind of silly, I am sure it was because I was stressed and taking it out on her. My good feelings have been completely restored and Victoria is once again the best roomie ever. And unfortunately, not my roomie. She's moved out already, and I'm left on my own to await graduation. everything has been slowly closing down for the summer over the last week. First, boxes appeared in the hallways from people moving out, and middle-aged people started coming to Downer, which promptly upgraded the menu and overall quality...I hate how students count for squat there. Food services acts like the people responsible for their paychecks are parents and trustees and forget that the students' presence is also necessary. The next thing to close was the library, which started closing at 5 the day the last final happened. It is very strange to be kicked out of there while the sun is still up. And the next thing that happened was my roomie leaving, along with 90% of the people I know here. I'm graduating, but I don't know most of my class. Just the people from Marine term and a few odd balls like Josh.
The "rehearsal" for commencement was this morning. Fortunately, they are assuming that, as we are all finished with college, we are also intellegent enough to form lines correctly and follow directions about how to walk across the stage and sit back down. So the rehearsal took place in the chapel and did not involve actually doing anything besides listening to Prof. Cook and Pres. Beck tell us what to expect and how to behave in a very tongue in cheek "we know you guys can figure this out on the spot" sort of way. Prof. Cook was particularly funny. And President Warch is apparently going to recieve and honourary degree here, probably just because he was the pres. for most of the time that this class has been here and they wanted him to be present.
So, the last things I need to do here are pack and write my application essay. doing anything that involved a keyboard was to painful for yesterday, given that I have written over 20 pages in the last two weeks, plus various figures to go in one of the papers. Suffice to say I was over my limit, I only have so much to say in a given time. After I get over that, my communication faculties start shutting down and I get writer's block. I don't remember how I got through last spring because I know I had more to write, on the other hand, I'm also sure it was somewhat crappier than what I did this year. I actually felt reasonably good about what I'd written this year. Actually, I'm feeling pretty good about my writing in general, right now. All President Beck's comments and making me rewrite over and over, the IS should have been writing intensive, I certainly did enough of it in that class. Anyways. I feel like I maybe regained my ability to write neat paragraphs and argue points, mostly because every time I would turn in a paper, she'd have something to correct about it, usually about adding information, but on my earlier papers, a lot of it was about strengthening my arguments. Anyways. That class went very well indeed, I wish I could have all my classes be like it. I adored the teachers, I came up with the work, so I couldn't really get bitter about it, and it was all about dancing, which felt absolutely great, having someone take me seriously about that. Not that I don't get taken seriously about it, but it was nice to see the academic side. It helps in answering questions and it helps in having conversations about dance. Oh, and it helps in performing dances, up to a point. Mostly performing pieces helps with understanding the academics. But whatever. My what a rambling post this is. But I haven't posted since sometime around the Melee show, I think. Oh, I suppose I should put in a link to the pics. Crap, I can't remember how to do that. I'll update again tomorrow and do it then.
The "rehearsal" for commencement was this morning. Fortunately, they are assuming that, as we are all finished with college, we are also intellegent enough to form lines correctly and follow directions about how to walk across the stage and sit back down. So the rehearsal took place in the chapel and did not involve actually doing anything besides listening to Prof. Cook and Pres. Beck tell us what to expect and how to behave in a very tongue in cheek "we know you guys can figure this out on the spot" sort of way. Prof. Cook was particularly funny. And President Warch is apparently going to recieve and honourary degree here, probably just because he was the pres. for most of the time that this class has been here and they wanted him to be present.
So, the last things I need to do here are pack and write my application essay. doing anything that involved a keyboard was to painful for yesterday, given that I have written over 20 pages in the last two weeks, plus various figures to go in one of the papers. Suffice to say I was over my limit, I only have so much to say in a given time. After I get over that, my communication faculties start shutting down and I get writer's block. I don't remember how I got through last spring because I know I had more to write, on the other hand, I'm also sure it was somewhat crappier than what I did this year. I actually felt reasonably good about what I'd written this year. Actually, I'm feeling pretty good about my writing in general, right now. All President Beck's comments and making me rewrite over and over, the IS should have been writing intensive, I certainly did enough of it in that class. Anyways. I feel like I maybe regained my ability to write neat paragraphs and argue points, mostly because every time I would turn in a paper, she'd have something to correct about it, usually about adding information, but on my earlier papers, a lot of it was about strengthening my arguments. Anyways. That class went very well indeed, I wish I could have all my classes be like it. I adored the teachers, I came up with the work, so I couldn't really get bitter about it, and it was all about dancing, which felt absolutely great, having someone take me seriously about that. Not that I don't get taken seriously about it, but it was nice to see the academic side. It helps in answering questions and it helps in having conversations about dance. Oh, and it helps in performing dances, up to a point. Mostly performing pieces helps with understanding the academics. But whatever. My what a rambling post this is. But I haven't posted since sometime around the Melee show, I think. Oh, I suppose I should put in a link to the pics. Crap, I can't remember how to do that. I'll update again tomorrow and do it then.