Junior year is coming to a close. I have completed almost all my assignments, and I just have one to study for one final. It has been a really busy and stressful semester, and I’m ready for it to be done, but at the same time, I’m not ready to move back home yet. It’s complicated I guess. I am going to miss graduating friends a lot, but I’m incredibly thankful to have spent these last three years getting to know them.
My mom came to visit the first weekend of the month, for Mom’s Weekend, and we attended the choir and orchestra’s performance of Mozart’s requiem, which was held at First Baptist Church. It was wonderful. The next day was the Hawaiian Club’s annual luau, which was a great show as always. The next weekend I went to see a couple of friends perform in one of the short, student-directed plays called “These Shining Lives,” which was a great show. On the 12th I was in the women’s ensemble and the men’s glee club concert, which was also fun. That week, the last week of classes, was ridiculously intense. I had term papers due Monday and Thursday, but had a group project presentation to the ACES, the Advisory Committee for Environment and Sustainability, on our class project of calculating the amount of carbon dioxide stored in the trees on campus. My group did not know we were presenting until the last minute, so working on that plus writing the second term paper very little sleep.
After my last classes on Thursday, however, I got to kick back and enjoy Wildstock, the annual concert event the college hosts on the IM field. This year’s performer was Macklemore, from Seattle, who put on a great show. In the hours leading up to the show I was working at Greenfield’s activity booth. We fashioned a game using plastic water bottles we collected from recycle bins and gave out cookies to anyone who could sink a ball into a bottle (with the top cut off). We also promoted the Tap That campaign against bottled water sales, and encouraged people to get on the email list for the club. The booth was a huge success; we had a line of people waiting to play for almost the entire time.
Now I’m left with just a few things to finish up for classes. I’m looking forward to summer and next year. I’m spending the summer at home, working at the YMCA daycamp I’ve worked at the past two summers. I might start giving some thought to what I plan to do after college, although it seems unreal that I should have to even think about it yet!