This afternoon I gave my final presentation for my cataloging class, meaning I am done with the penultimate quarter of my graduate career. Perhaps it's the fact that I still have another quarter left, but I don't feel any sense of regret over the pending end of more than twenty years of school.
What I do feel sad about, now that I don't have other super-urgent matters looming (for the moment), is that the plays are done. I feel a bit let down--that I've been looking forward to this past weekend for the past two and a half months, and now it's come and gone and I can't look forward to it anymore. I want to do it again. And again and again and again. I'm thinking that once we move to Davis, I want to get involved in some kind of community theatre. You know, with all the free time I usually have.
We'll see if this desire lasts beyond my current state of post-production nostalgia.
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Lucky bastard.
I remember my last day of math classes in my school career. I ran out into the rotunda and yelled, "There's no more maaaaaaaaaaaath!!!!"
What a happy, happy feeling.
Until, of course, it was replaced with the terrifying feeling that now, I had to actually do something with my life - not keep learning about what I should do with my life. But we'll not dwell on that one. Back to the happy no-more-math feeling!!!!
Craig: If it makes you feel better, I had a chunk of my forehead surgically removed this morning.
Mama: The nice thing about FoxyJ getting her PhD is that that's another four years that I don't really have to do something with my life. Heck, I'll just wait until she's done and she can do something with my life.
That sense of letdown when you're finished with a play is just the worst feeling. I used to get super depressed for WEEKS after I finished a play (did a lot of theatre growing up). I hate when it only runs for one weekend - it's like, "Dude, I just put in MONTHS of work and now it's over? Just...over?" Definitely get involved in theatre. I hae a friend who majored in dance at Davis, so if you want I can ask her if she has any theatrical hookups or info...
Fob - you'd be wise to just let Foxy do something with your life. It leads for such a happy marriage when our hubbies let us lead them firmly by the hair, I mean, hand, toward happiness. :)
Yay. :)
Rebecca--Thanks. I'll look into what my options are, and if I don't come up with anything I'll ask for your friend's info.
Mama--It's generally easier to let her make decisions for me than have to make them myself.
JB--Thanks. :)
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