The Denoument (or how I intend to spend my summer vacation)
Well, it's over. I can honestly say that there was signficant part of me that didn't think this day would ever come. This day when I can say, 'so long studying! See ya in three months!'. This day when the most pressing thing on my agenda is what to eat for lunch. Should I let myself sleep in until 11? Or is 10:30 sufficient? Do I have enough leisure reading material, or should I perhaps meander to the library and procur some more? Do I cuddle Moe now, or wait until after I've taken another nap?
This is how my entire summer is going to be. These lovely, wonderfully frivolous decisions will fill my life, and the most stress I will encounter will be the occasional teaching gig. Oh, and also, I get to spend as much time as I want with Jon! We went for a bike ride today, and then I gave Moe a bath (he crawled behind the dryer...a very bad choice on his part, grey is really not his colour) while he vaccuumed, and next we are going to play board games all night with Erin.
I have EARNED this vacation. I have been through hell, two whole weeks of it. I have studied for 12-16 hours a day, pausing only to slurp soup out of a can and grab some sleep. I have gone through two whole pads of lined paper rewriting, condensing, summarizing my notes, drawing diagrams, tables, writing out equations, trying, in short, to put things into a form which would actually fit into my brain instead of oozing slowly out the sides. I have convinced my new roomie that I am some strange creature who lives in a coccoon of blankets and whose natural habitat is the kitchen table, and who apparently feeds solely on tea and excretes piles and piles of paper. I have, in short, written a week's worth of the hardest exams in my life. I may not get 90s, or even 80s on them, but I'm reasonably certain that I passed them all, and that is good enough for me at this point. Trying for better might well have killed me...or at least put a permanent damper on my sanity. My study habits for next year are going to be revised somewhat, let me tell you, I'm not going through that again!
But it is over, and I must let go of my rage and ease into a luxuriously idle summer. If anyone wants to see me, let me know, and if you're lucky I'll unhook myself from my position upside down in some tree and amble your way. But don't count on it!
This is how my entire summer is going to be. These lovely, wonderfully frivolous decisions will fill my life, and the most stress I will encounter will be the occasional teaching gig. Oh, and also, I get to spend as much time as I want with Jon! We went for a bike ride today, and then I gave Moe a bath (he crawled behind the dryer...a very bad choice on his part, grey is really not his colour) while he vaccuumed, and next we are going to play board games all night with Erin.
I have EARNED this vacation. I have been through hell, two whole weeks of it. I have studied for 12-16 hours a day, pausing only to slurp soup out of a can and grab some sleep. I have gone through two whole pads of lined paper rewriting, condensing, summarizing my notes, drawing diagrams, tables, writing out equations, trying, in short, to put things into a form which would actually fit into my brain instead of oozing slowly out the sides. I have convinced my new roomie that I am some strange creature who lives in a coccoon of blankets and whose natural habitat is the kitchen table, and who apparently feeds solely on tea and excretes piles and piles of paper. I have, in short, written a week's worth of the hardest exams in my life. I may not get 90s, or even 80s on them, but I'm reasonably certain that I passed them all, and that is good enough for me at this point. Trying for better might well have killed me...or at least put a permanent damper on my sanity. My study habits for next year are going to be revised somewhat, let me tell you, I'm not going through that again!
But it is over, and I must let go of my rage and ease into a luxuriously idle summer. If anyone wants to see me, let me know, and if you're lucky I'll unhook myself from my position upside down in some tree and amble your way. But don't count on it!
posted by Keltok at 6:52 PM
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