I had my final class tonight. It was a bit bittersweet--I am so glad that I am finished, but I really am going to miss my classmates. We've spent every Tuesday night together for the last two years. Now who am I going to spend my Tuesday nights with? What am I going to do?
It was also slightly anti-climatic. I mean, I guess I was just expecting more for our final meeting than what actually happened. I thought we'd go out with a bang, but instead it was more like a "It's been fun". Lame.
Speaking of school, some people are far too obsessed with grades. I mean, is receiving less than an A really that bad? I got an A- in one of my classes this summer and I was shouting praises and singing hallelujahs. I was happy.
Some student must have complained about the grades because one of my teachers sent out an email daring all perfection-seeking students to just once get a B to see if the world really would 'tilt on her axis'. Her thinly veiled sarcasm made my day.
I met with my internship people today. They are cool. I'm going to die this fall. Remind me why I decided to go to graduate school?