i graduated stockton a whole semester ago, and i began to feel like i should step off the stockton server. so i guess i’m allowing this page to go into archive history.
visit mina v.3.0 at ayrerhead.blogspot.com
it’s been real.
today. i’m feeling a little nervous, but i just keep telling myself that the same enzyme that causes nervousness is also responsible for excitement, so i’m really just super-excited, right?
relieved is the more accurate word for how i feel right now. i spent the three months between graduation and now in a weird struggly, not-always-fun kind of state. and after getting sucked into a pyramid scheme selling glorified vacuum-cleaners, selling shoes to people travelling to atlantic city with weekend-budgets to rival my total college cost, and uprooting all of my belongings and moving them into a house with the best roommates in THE WORLD, i am finally settling myself down, and relief is a wonderful welcome feeling.
and now that i’m getting comfy at a deskjob, perhaps i’ll finally be able to turn this blog into what mina v.1.0 used to be, and keep up with the damn thing!
with college. i considered punctuating that sentence with an exclamation point, but i can’t say that i’m that excited. don’t get me wrong. i am happy to be done, and not have to keep paying money, but i am not so eager to be done with classes and get a “real job.” i’ve been in the workforce for a very long time now, and i don’t feel ready to commit myself to a forty-hour work week. and, though i know that i’m an academic at heart and will always find things to study, i wonder if i will ever get the same things out of literature that i do in the class setting. oh, how i wish i could come back next semester and sit in on a g.t. class, or a tompkins or kinsella class, or audit college chorus so i could see bev three days a week again. these professors mean so much to me, and i guess i’m not ready to let that go. if i had it my way, i would keep taking classes with them, and all of the other professors whom i love, forever.
but, then i would be completely stagnant. and probably bored. i’ll just have to say goodbye and keep in touch. i’ll pack up and go to france or find an awesome job and meet all new amazing people, or both. but it certainly won’t be the same to not speak french with david king and my fellow students three days a week, to not have the writing center to haunt between classes. i’ll miss the g-wing food, and the groups tabling in the hallways, and the tie-dye man, and the art gellery.
well, maybe not the g-wing food.
but couldn’t i have just one last semester?
Well, I finally finished Senior Sem. My thesis is detailed and it takes some time to explain, so I’ve made some pages to help. You can find them on the right sidebar, under Thesis (insert respective letter here). Hope it’s enjoyable. I’m using this page for my thesis presentation, so I’ve sacrificed my signature not-capitalization. For now.
when i left the bar last week, i didn’t have much of a choice. but the next day, after hanging out on the beach, i let mike drive us back to stockton. and it was such a great feeling. i was able to go through my cd book and dj without being a road hazard; i slouched all the way down into the passenger seat without worrying that i couldn’t see the road; i even put my feet on the dash and stared at all the drivers in the right lane that we passed. i know it was only a thirty-minute car ride, but it was so relaxing to not be the driver. i could definitely get used to that.
i’m just a girl trying to help out Pam.
but this isn’t bad. nice layout, super-sexy font - what more could i ask for? i promise as soon as i have free time from all of the final papers of the semester i’m gonna make this into a kick-ass page. just let me deal with shakespeare, kelly link, a concert, french homework, and a portfolio first.
i should OED stress.
