RIGHT NOW I'M:
Feeling: relaxed, honestly
Wearing: Jeans and a tshirt, as usual.
Wishing: this wasn't a dry campus
Missing: being abroad, taking history classes
Thinking: about my final paper for King Arthur class
Wondering: What I should really do next year.
Raving About: Sir Gawain and the Green Knight
Ranting About: Library re-training, dance paper
Fangirling(or fanboying)/Drooling Over: Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. It's all downhill from here on out.
Thankful For: My dad, for listening to me be confused.
Planning: MY LIFE
Looking Forward To: Spring Break, Graduation
Dreading: Spring Break (hello, GRE!), Graduation.
Wanting: Someone to tell me what to do.
Hoping: That I'm not as crazy as I sound, and that I finish my homework for tomorrow.
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY SYNONYMS? I am not thinking about THAT many things...
Interim is over now, and I have a week off! I'm just hanging out at St. Olaf. I was home a month ago--I have no pressing need to hang out with my parents. They're busy watching HBO's Rome on DVD, and while I want to see that, I don't really want to watch it with them...
I've been knitting a lot, seeing as I have three scarves on the needles as well as a pair of socks, not even including the scarf I started last year and have long since abandoned. I just want all of my projects to be done now! I want to wear them! Also, I have no patience, apparently.
I got my grades back from last semester, and I did very well. (I made the dean's list. I'm shocked.) I'm hoping I'll do well in my interim class, too. I got 9.5 points out of 10 on every response paper, so I think I'll be fine.
I still have to figure out what I'm doing next year. It's terrifying. But I'm going to try to sort things out this week, because I have spare time for once. And I no longer have health insurance at the end of February, because I turn 22 and am kicked off my dad's insurance. And this is the government's program, too, because my dad's a federal employee. I need to get something figured out, because I've just started medication for headaches, and it actually works. Yay, America!
I have to go to the CEL (basically, our career center) and talk to them about my future. I am scared. I also don't have my response paper done for today yet....eek!
I'm so close to being done I can taste it. Next Monday at 11:00 (possibly sooner!), I am done with this semester.
I'm going to miss it, too, in some ways. This semester was really hard for me, because I had to get back into the swing of St. Olaf academics, plus try to fit back into my social circle, both of which were much harder than I thought they would be. Last year, I got to slack off, a lot. I didn't have to do much work to get good marks, and if I didn't do well, it didn't count in my GPA anyway. I don't think I remembered how to do work again until last week, really. I really liked most of my classes, though. I loved my Milton class. I love that professor and we had a really good group of people in the class. Even though I'm not the hugest Milton fan, I always looked forward to that class. And I really liked my history class, too. I don't know much about history after 1066, and certainly know nothing about English history after 1284, and I absolutely adore medieval history anyway. I'll even miss my Intro to American Politics class, even though my classmates drove me up the wall with their stupid comments.
Socially this semester has been much more difficult for me. I'm not going to go too much into that, mostly because I already complain about it to my roommate all the time, but suffice it to say I think we all need a break. We'll all go away for Christmas, and a lot of us will be gone over Interim (not me, sadly), so we'll have at least 3 weeks to be away from St. Olaf. It will do us all a world of good.
One more week, two more papers, and two more exams, then I'm done!
Happy (somewhat belated) Thanksgiving, everyone! It's really nice to have spent this one at home. Also, my uncles and grandfather came to Thanksgiving at home for the first time in 35 years! Deer season falls over Thanksgiving, so they're always up at deer camp at this time. This year, they came down for the day. It was also the first time I'd seen one of my uncles since I'd gotten back from being abroad. I hadn't seen him or his family in well over a year.
Yesterday, Mom, Weston and I went out shopping. That was a bad idea. I only went because there were good deals on yarn and my mom refused to pick up any if I didn't come. Firstly, my mom doesn't like to plan out what she wants to get at each store, so she just ambles around, in everyone's way. Secondly, my brother likes to whine. A lot. And he doesn't like making stops for anyone else, so if we go somewhere where he doesn't want to be, he pitches a fit. Thirdly, there were WAY too many people for my taste. I like shopping in the middle of the day during the week, when there's no one around. But, it was the first time I had ever gone shopping on the day after Thanksgiving, and now I have experiences one of our more repulsive traditions, and I got yarn, so, whatever. We survived. Plus, we went to Kroll's for hamburgers, which is a Green Bay classic.
Today, I'm going to finish up my paper and then put up the Christmas tree. Thanksgiving's over, so Christmas can begin in all its tacky glory!
I think I've solidified what I feel. I am glad, inexpressibly glad, that we will no longer have Bush in office. I am glad that we have (hopefully) put an end to the conservative hegemony that has slowly been destroying my country for the past 40 years. I am glad that we (white folks, that is) have gotten over ourselves enough to elect our first black president.
I will stop there for tonight. Tonight is for celebration.