The Vengeful Polyglot

Posts Tagged ‘graduation

So, real life kind of snuck up and bit me in the butt the past few months. I apologize for the lengthy and unexplained absence — it must have been confusing for all four of my readers who aren’t related to me! This post will hopefully serve as a quick catch up of what my past few months have been like. In absolutely-not-chronological order:

 

I got into grad school!!!

Starting this Fall I will be enrolled in USC’s Interactive Media MFA program — my dream school, and my dream program. I am so lucky I still can’t believe it. (See above picture for evidence of my enthusiasm.) FIGHT ON!

 

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Welp. I did it. As of 4:00 pm today, I’m officially done with college and UCI forever. Thank god. I was really ready to have done with this nonsense already. Wahoo! Here’s what I did with my evening to celebrate:

I hung out with the birds. What a sweetie. 🙂

So, after a terrible set of projects/finals, my boyfriend being suddenly hospitalized due to an inexplicable case of pancreatitis, and my own illness, I’m finally back. And graduated. Whoo!

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…is hard and it gives me a headache, even moreso than reading scholarly papers about Monte Carlo Sampling and Maven, the current best Scrabble AI. (Is that not the best name ever for a Scrabble AI?)

To make up for my whining, here’s a picture of Mochi which exemplifies how I feel about graduating!

CRAZY FACE!

I really wanted to spend the spare time I had before my next class blogging about WoW. Maybe do a post on the new Call to Arms change for 4.1, or discuss my alt addiction, or how healing is shaping up now that I’ve got all 4 classes past 80. But I just stood in line with about 200 other members of my class and couldn’t name a single one. I guess I’ll talk about college.

I’m sitting in the Locus, the special study lounge for the campuswide honor students, just mystified by the changes time can make. I remember when this felt like home. I remember when I felt like a member of the CHP, instead of vaguely dreading their events because I might run into a crazy ex-roommate, or just an ex in general. I remember when I could use the phrase “all my friends” instead of the one or three I can list now, but that’s neither here not there. I remember being excited about college, and my classes, and my work.

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