This week I started my last semester of college, and I can already tell it’s going to be an awesome one. I proclaim this for two reasons:
a) I like all of my classes… for the most part. The english classes I’m taking are Senior Seminar (Autobiography and Memoir), Modern American Poetry, and Lost Generation Writers; the dance classes I’m taking are Principles of Choreography, Intermediate Jazz, and Intermediate Modern. Oh, and then there’s that unfortunate science class I’m taking to finish off my upper division G.E. – this is where the “for the most part” comes in. I haven’t taken a science class in over two years, nor am I good at science, so let’s just hope that this class doesn’t ruin my GPA or something.
2) The dance concert I’m going to be in is rapidly approaching. We have one more month to finish the routines, clean them up, figure out costumes, and add any other finishing touches before it’s time to perform. I already like the pieces I’m in for this particular dance concert better than the first one I was in, so I’m definitely looking forward for performance time.
Lots of exciting things going on during my last semester of college. How does it feel to finally see the light at the end of the tunnel? It feels… bittersweet. I’ve mentioned before that I’m really tired of being a poor college student, etc. But at the same time, I love to learn. And to think that I won’t be taking classes anymore, where I get to satiate my desire to learn, saddens me. I also really love the school I go to; I’ve had some really amazing teachers and have shared special camaraderies with other students whom I’ve met in my classes. These past two years at my particular university have been the best out of my entire college career. And I’m really going to miss it.
However, there comes a time when we all have to grow up sooner or later, and that time for me will be at my graduation in 3.5 months. But as for now, I think I’ll just kick back, relax, and enjoy my journey to the end of the race. Because it will be over before I know it.