Tales of a Senior: Anticipating My Return to Campus

I don’t know if it’s because I transferred after my freshman year, or if time really does fly when you’re having fun, but it doesn’t seem like I should be going into my senior year. Everyone else seems surprised by this too; family and friends always give me that “Are you serious?” look when I tell them that I’m going to be graduating in May 2009.
Even some of my buddies at school go, “Oh, yeah…,” when I remind them that I won’t be around to see all of the nifty things that are opening on my campus for Fall 2009. (Seriously, I’m paying for the school to build a new cafeteria and a new theater, but I don’t get to see them? What the hell is that about?)
To say I’m nervous is kind of an obvious. I have a ton of things to do this upcoming school year. I have to take twenty credits this fall and somehow have sixteen more by the time I graduate so I can actually graduate. I need two more creative writing classes to fulfill my Creative Writing minor. I need to find somewhere to take a Spanish 102 class, as I took the first half in a summer course (which you might have read me groaning about), but never quite crossed the finish line.
On top of all that is my dreaded thesis. Since I’m an English major, it needs to be longer than your average thesis, coming in at what I think is supposed to be a mind-boggling seventy-five pages. It terrifies me, really, especially since my advisor seems to think that it isn’t a great idea. But I work best with a gun to my head, so maybe it’s the best motivator I can get. We’ll see as the months go by, I guess. Right now, I’m doing as much research as I can so that I can go to my thesis advisor with some tangible writing. It doesn’t make any sense for me to walk in there with nothing but my two empty hands.
After all that stress, though, who the hell has time to be excited?
Well, I am pretty excited, actually. Going back to campus for one always means returning to my friends and my beau. I’ll be back in the same dorm that I’ve been in for the past two years, and though it’s a beaten down old building with ceilings that leak and mold like no tomorrow, it’s…homey, somehow.
And call me a dork, but I’m pretty excited for my classes too. Some – like Psychology and Acting – are a little intimidating, but Advanced Poetry Workshop and Colonial Literature both sound pretty exciting. Okay, I know I sound like a complete an utter dork here, but I love me some English. Heck, I’m getting up at 8 in the morning to go to a Carribean Literature class. I gotta love this stuff, or else I’d just lay on my nice comfy memory foam and never leave…except to maybe play Guitar Hero.
That’s it for my rambling for today. You’ll all be hearing more from me soon, I’m sure, but for right now I really need to go finish reading these thesis articles! Ciao, ladies (and gents).
[Olua will be documenting her senior year – the ups and downs – throughout the year, so stick around and watch how it all unfolds. And all you seniors out there….share your experiences and thoughts in the comments section below!]

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