So, I just realised that it was been almost two months since I have posted on these blogs.
This is partially so because I had nothing fancy to say, no ground breaking insights, no incisive comments. It was also because I had somehow managed to bugger myself on the academic side of things. You see, I made the fundamental mistake of taking multiple classes that required intense creative thought. So let's go over it, so you can learn from My Mistakes.
I’ve mentioned before that I have one of C of I’s Heritage Scholarships. One of the stipulations for keeping this scholarship is that I do 20 hours of community involvement per month. Community involvement is a pretty loose term; it’s generally translated to mean “anything you’re not paying for or getting paid for.” So while a good portion of the Heritage hours that my fellow scholars turn in may be from volunteer hours or time logged doing research, a lot of items are just fun events that we’ve attended on campus.
My section of PSY-496: Abnormal Psychology will be the last time it will be taught at The College of Idaho, at least for some time. Our Psych Department has updated its catalog and it is scheduled to be replaced for next year. With my graduation application being accepted, I’m finishing my second and last class with Dr. John Thuerer.
Today I was leading a tour for a prospective student, and we were in the library just as these flyers were going up. Between my POE final, French final, and Physics final, and the three essays I have yet to write for my London class, I think a visit with Karly or Moxie Java is just what I’ll need. In fact, the first session will be right after my Monday morning POE final…I’ll definitely be there.
I've really been dragging my feet in finishing the registration process for the upcoming winter and spring terms. While I'm definitely a sophomore in terms of average age and college experience, I technically have junior standing thanks to all those butt-kicking AP classes from high school granting me a bunch of extra credits. Having junior standing has really paid off--having an earlier pick at the classes offered each term than most of my peers has ensured that I have always gotten into my first choice without much hassle.
Navigation has never been my strong suit. Among all my friends and family, I'm the last person you ask for directions or looking at maps. I'm notorious for ending up at Point F when I'd rather be at Point B--I'm still reminded by a few close friends of mine of the time I ended up at the Boise airport in an attempt to return home after Christmas shopping. Freeways and street names just confuse me, and I'm not ashamed at all to say that without my GPS, I'd likely end up in Canada somehow.
Is it news to anyone else that pumpkins are technically fruits? I just found that out this morning, and it blew my mind. I went through 19 years of life thinking that they were just oversized vegetables, like ugly, bulbous versions of carrots. I guess it takes buying a cart full of them for a giant group carving session for me to appreciate the complexities of the pumpkin.
What can I say. The time since I have last posted has been hectic. Academics, farming, art and work collectively have given me almost no leisure time. Except, art and most of work is leisure time for me. I am lucky in that respect.
I have been shooting interviews of professors so that the marketing department can make a video on what it means to be involved with PEAK in terms of academics. That stuff is currently in the editing room, being edited. (I don't get editors most of the time. They are strange people).
This year's fall production, running next month, is Bill Shakes' Pericles.
Pericles is one of William Shakespeare's lesser known plays, but it is such a fun piece to work with. I am an assistant stage manager for the show, so I come to most rehearsals to help set up the stage, get props in order, take notes, call lines, etc.
Everyone here on campus is starting to get into the swing of things now that we've entered our third week of classes. It's been long enough now that pretty much everyone has some sort of routine established, even if that routine is hitting the snooze button five times or so before finally sleepwalking into their 8 a.m. class. That said, those routines can oftentimes be thrown into flux by some choice homework assignments. Let's face it--there are some essays that demand nothing less than a solid commitment of several hours if you really want an A.