It's over!
So, I had my last final tonight. I stressed all day. After all is said and done, I'd be surprised if I didn't pull it off. The celebrating is not as exciting as I'd expected. Some kids from class talked about coming over here after the exam, but in the end we all just went our separate ways. I'm not graduating, but I may well have sat in a desk at Cal State Fullerton to take an exam for the last time. But...I'm not graduating, so I guess it's not much of a milestone.
The and of a semester is always a little unsettling, especially the end of an academic year. I always feel a little shiftless. I guess I shouldn't this time. I start my internship on Tuesday, so I'll still have a purpose two days a week. I suppose I'll need to procure some sort of employment. I also need to start studying for the GRE. Yay. I've been thinking lately about what's going to be happening this time next year. Rhonda and I will both be applying to Ph.D. programs in the fall, and that makes things difficult. I try not to worry about it. It could all work out. Maybe we'll both get into one of the few schools that we both plan to apply to..and not get into other programs that we'd prefer. I guess we'll see.
As for now...here I am at home. Rhonda won't be back until Saturday night. I celebrated the end of the semester by indulging my self-destructive impulses and went to Taco Bell on the way home. I'm feeling the pain already. I just watched two episodes of This American Life, which, in retrospect may not have been the best idea given the vaguely existential crisis-y kind of mood I'm in.
Rhonda keeps talking about how sad it will be to leave here, wherever we end up. I usually don't think that it will make me quite as sad as it has made her. I mean, I'll miss a few people a lot and a lot of people a little I guess. But leaving my class tonight, and after having my last class with Paul and Tim on Tuesday made me a little sad. School has been a huge part of my life. I've made a handful of really good friends, but I've also met a lot of people that I just feel a sort of American Studies kinship with. It's a pretty nice environment sometimes...and I'll miss it when I'm gone.
So, tomorrow I'll see if I can get in at the salon for an in-between-cuts trim-up. That would be nice before my big day on Tuesday. I ran into (Rhonda's friends) Daniel and Nickolas earlier and they invited me to have dinner with them and a couple other people from their department at the House of Tandoor tomorrow night. I told them Rhonda was out of town and then asked if they still wanted to invite me. They said they did. I think I might also try to work in a trip to American Apparel tomorrow for some new t-shirts. Hopefully Carolyn will be interested in joining me after she gets off work.
I don't know what's up Saturday. I should clean house, or take my car in for new brake pads. We'll see. Rhonda said her flight comes in around 8, but I didn't get an exact time. A girl from my class said she's playing a show at Viento y Agua, which is in Long Beach, at 8:00. Rhonda's flying into LB airport. Maybe we'll swing by. I will definitely be heading to LB early though, so as to make a stop at Frosted. Yes.
Now, what to do?
The and of a semester is always a little unsettling, especially the end of an academic year. I always feel a little shiftless. I guess I shouldn't this time. I start my internship on Tuesday, so I'll still have a purpose two days a week. I suppose I'll need to procure some sort of employment. I also need to start studying for the GRE. Yay. I've been thinking lately about what's going to be happening this time next year. Rhonda and I will both be applying to Ph.D. programs in the fall, and that makes things difficult. I try not to worry about it. It could all work out. Maybe we'll both get into one of the few schools that we both plan to apply to..and not get into other programs that we'd prefer. I guess we'll see.
As for now...here I am at home. Rhonda won't be back until Saturday night. I celebrated the end of the semester by indulging my self-destructive impulses and went to Taco Bell on the way home. I'm feeling the pain already. I just watched two episodes of This American Life, which, in retrospect may not have been the best idea given the vaguely existential crisis-y kind of mood I'm in.
Rhonda keeps talking about how sad it will be to leave here, wherever we end up. I usually don't think that it will make me quite as sad as it has made her. I mean, I'll miss a few people a lot and a lot of people a little I guess. But leaving my class tonight, and after having my last class with Paul and Tim on Tuesday made me a little sad. School has been a huge part of my life. I've made a handful of really good friends, but I've also met a lot of people that I just feel a sort of American Studies kinship with. It's a pretty nice environment sometimes...and I'll miss it when I'm gone.
So, tomorrow I'll see if I can get in at the salon for an in-between-cuts trim-up. That would be nice before my big day on Tuesday. I ran into (Rhonda's friends) Daniel and Nickolas earlier and they invited me to have dinner with them and a couple other people from their department at the House of Tandoor tomorrow night. I told them Rhonda was out of town and then asked if they still wanted to invite me. They said they did. I think I might also try to work in a trip to American Apparel tomorrow for some new t-shirts. Hopefully Carolyn will be interested in joining me after she gets off work.
I don't know what's up Saturday. I should clean house, or take my car in for new brake pads. We'll see. Rhonda said her flight comes in around 8, but I didn't get an exact time. A girl from my class said she's playing a show at Viento y Agua, which is in Long Beach, at 8:00. Rhonda's flying into LB airport. Maybe we'll swing by. I will definitely be heading to LB early though, so as to make a stop at Frosted. Yes.
Now, what to do?