I’m slowly being crushed to death under the load of Senior Year of College. Read the rest of this entry »
I met with my academic advisor recently, and he agrees that I’m on the right track to graduate. It’s a good sign when your advisor agrees with you on that.
At my university in particular, though, the advisors have very bad reputations. In fact, both of my best friends have situations where our music advisor has not enrolled them in the right classes, etc. I believe this is true at most schools. I have never had a problem with our advisor, but I think that I approach him very differently than most students. He is responsible for all undergraduates in the music department, and is very knowledgeable, but that has to be a ridiculous workload. I can understand if someone in that situation makes mistakes occasionally. Read the rest of this entry »
Have you ever had one of those weeks where everything that could possibly be assigned, was?
That was this week for me. By the time Thursday night rolled around, I had reasonably important assignments due in three of my classes, and a very important paper due in the other one. I tried not to procrastinate, really I did. I started the work for the paper on Tuesday night, but unfortunately didn’t do anything else with it until eleven hours before it was due. It only took about an hour or so to write the paper, and the research and preparation process probably would have gone a lot faster had I not tried to do it only during the commercial breaks of Futurama. My two best friends were also “working” on the paper with me, even though all three of us really do wok better alone and without the TV on. Still, I was pleasantly surprised that I was only up until one o’clock in the morning.
The next day I found out that one of the assignments I had completed and printed off the computer was supposed to be 20 measures long, and mine was only 11, so I had to re-do it. That probably just means I should have found that information out before I worked on the homework.
Fortunately, it’s now the weekend. I celebrated by sleeping all afternoon after I got home from work. I do have a few things that I need to work on before next week, but before I could do that I had more pressing needs to meet.
I’m making progress on my application for the internship with the Arizona Legislature that I mentioned here. I finally contacted one person who will write me a letter of recommendation, and hopefully the other person will be calling me tomorrow or Monday. I wrote the essay before my nap this afternoon, although I will have to do some editing and come up with a good conclusion. I have to fill in the application and print it out, but that part will be easy. The scary part is the interview.
All in all, not a good week for me. I have been eating rather healthier than normal, but that’s due in part to my roommate cooking actual food for both of us last night.
Also, I introduced my friend to the concept of Dream Dinners. My mom uses this service for the family, and when I moved out, she started buying me three-serving meals to help alleviate my inability to cook. Once a month, customers go to the store front, and assemble dinners – as many as they need (and are willing to pay for). These dinners are very high-quality, and are stored in the freezer until you are ready to cook them. I brought the stuffed shells over to my friend’s house to cook them and she immediately decided to tell her mom about this. (We’re in college. Getting our parents to pay for food is considered normal.) Personally, I think this whole business concept is a great idea, and a great way to get me to eat a decent, healthy meal once in a while. Unfortunately, I’m all out of meals at the moment, so it looks like Mom and I need to stock up for another month. Or I could just raid her freezer. She has plenty of meals, and no more kids left in the house.
Well, that’s been my week. I’m enjoying spending time with friends, and am happy to be back in school, despite the unbelieveable amounts of homework that corrsepond with a 19-hour credit load. I actually really enjoyed working on the paper Thursday night. If that doesn’t make me a music geek, I don’t know what does.
One of my best friends sent me a text message a few minutes ago asking me what I plan to do after my expected graduation in May. I told her I don’t know. Unfortunately, this is more true than I’d like to admit.
I could go to grad school. I could get my teacher certification and get a job. I could, as my mom suggested a few days ago, go to law school. (This would alleviate my need to marry a lawyer to ever see an income.) Unfortunately, I have no idea how I’ll pay for any form of post-graduate education, and getting a job just sounds too much like real life to me. So I really, truly, have no idea what I’m going to do after May.
I don’t think this is an uncommon problem. Actually I suspect it’s a very common feeling to have entering senior year of college. Fortunately, I’ve recently been presented with a way to delay graduation by a semester. (This is also the reason my mom was suggesting law school.)
I spent Labor Day weekend in Colorado with my parents visiting my brother at the Air Force Academy. My mom remembered that she had some mail for me. One piece of mail was my first ever summons for jury duty. The more interesting piece of mail was from the university offering me the opportunity to apply for an intership with the Arizona State Legislature. I believe this basically amounts to living in Phoenix for a few months and pretending to be a politician. It looks really interesting, so I’m going to apply. The application is due at the end of the month, and two interviews follow that. I’ll know if I’ve been selected for the internship in November.
If selected, I would spend 18 weeks doing things like writing speeches, researching issues, summarizing bills, and attending meetings. Not only does this look like an interesting opportunity, it would give me 12 upper-division units, which would greatly help my graduation status. As it stands, I’m going to be four short. They will waive tuition for the semester, and pay $4200.
I’m very interested in doing this, so we’ll see what happens. The hardest part of the application is going to be writing a 300-word essay and finding two people to write letters of recommendation for me. Neither of those is really very hard. I’ll keep updating.