It has come to my attention that I have now turned into Hermione Granger. This conclusion was reached after careful observation in the following areas:
1. classes where suddenly I have every assignment completed, over-written, and am annoyingly answering professors questions or pointing out minute passages that no one cares where they're printed. said profs I feel are tiring of my hand in the air and I am forcing myself to not anwer half the time.
2. social situations: again I find myself figuring out where conversations are going ahead of time, giving useless advice that nobody wants, and generally being an "insufferable know-it-all"
3. job: suddenly am much more sure of myself and out-spoken... this is a good thing in that I have stopped caring about being professional all the time and a bad in that my lack of silence can be detrimental to my health.
4. the number of names I have been called lately pretty much adds up to me being Hermione. I was always this sort of person but it hadn't come out to rear it's bushy-haired head lately and this last semester has caught me off-guard. back to usual, I guess.
In other news, I have not completely failed at ballroom dancing! I can foxtrot (sortof) and am learning the cha-cha. This weekend's tasks include teaching my hips to move in rhythm. I am ridiculously excited to go out with girls from the floor last year tomorrow night. The world seems right with them. We shall go out and be merry. I do have to leave in the middle to collect free hotel accomodations and shopping spree online with Jimmy but that is nothing compared to the prospect of fun and craziness. If tomorrow wasn't Friday already, I'd jump out my window.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
new classes and the idea that the end is near
I'm on a high from reading my Children's Lit text and I realized the crucial thing my life is missing: fantasy! I am SO excited for this particular course that I'm giddy reading a textbook. I have a feeling that Children's Lit reading will be welcome respite from the rest of the semester... I mean, honestly, who can not love a class that has you read The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe or Peter Pan????
The rest of the classes seem good: Human Sexuality will be facinating, Ballroom will be such a welcome bit of activity, and our Education class has SIX STUDENTS in it! That in and of itself is a nice change from the climbing class sizes at St. Olaf.
The one class I'm not sure about yet is my Environmental Studies Senior Seminar which is proving to be a crash course in Forestry and not having anything to do with what I studied in my track of the major. I almost wish I could have taken this earlier and instead have done a Campus Ecology as my capstone. The entire class has been biologically-oriented so far, which is disappointing because there's SO MUCH ELSE OUT THERE -- so many life-changing, beautiful, and inventive things to ponder in environmental studies that science alone falls short of. This seems such a sad way to end my fabulous major, but the texts and readings we have assigned are all scientific in nature. Informative? Yes. Facinating? Hopefully. Creative and challenging? Not so much. Sigh. If another week passes and we've still neglected an entire track in the ES major, I'll have to write an uncomfortable email to the prof begging that we talk about issues of Forestry in the larger cultural context or incorporate some art or something.
Ah well, one can't have everything. The idea that this is my last semester definitely hasn't sunk in. Tuesdays and Thursdays (children's lit, then ballroom, then human sexuality) are jolting me back to that reality, though. Being a student at St. Olaf is just so much fun! There are so many more adventures in store and I'm eager to move ahead in that respect, but why does the fun of liberal arts classes and running into friends and loving this particular place have to end? It will be difficult to let go of the Hill in a few months.
OH! Btw... I just looked at all the info on my profs using the new SIS and it made me feel surges of affection for each and everyone one of them.... I wanted to hug them and thank them for teaching me. AND! not every one of them had a PhD which is very empowering. Yay for school!
The rest of the classes seem good: Human Sexuality will be facinating, Ballroom will be such a welcome bit of activity, and our Education class has SIX STUDENTS in it! That in and of itself is a nice change from the climbing class sizes at St. Olaf.
The one class I'm not sure about yet is my Environmental Studies Senior Seminar which is proving to be a crash course in Forestry and not having anything to do with what I studied in my track of the major. I almost wish I could have taken this earlier and instead have done a Campus Ecology as my capstone. The entire class has been biologically-oriented so far, which is disappointing because there's SO MUCH ELSE OUT THERE -- so many life-changing, beautiful, and inventive things to ponder in environmental studies that science alone falls short of. This seems such a sad way to end my fabulous major, but the texts and readings we have assigned are all scientific in nature. Informative? Yes. Facinating? Hopefully. Creative and challenging? Not so much. Sigh. If another week passes and we've still neglected an entire track in the ES major, I'll have to write an uncomfortable email to the prof begging that we talk about issues of Forestry in the larger cultural context or incorporate some art or something.
Ah well, one can't have everything. The idea that this is my last semester definitely hasn't sunk in. Tuesdays and Thursdays (children's lit, then ballroom, then human sexuality) are jolting me back to that reality, though. Being a student at St. Olaf is just so much fun! There are so many more adventures in store and I'm eager to move ahead in that respect, but why does the fun of liberal arts classes and running into friends and loving this particular place have to end? It will be difficult to let go of the Hill in a few months.
OH! Btw... I just looked at all the info on my profs using the new SIS and it made me feel surges of affection for each and everyone one of them.... I wanted to hug them and thank them for teaching me. AND! not every one of them had a PhD which is very empowering. Yay for school!
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