Tuesday, June 20, 2006
i wore the green dress, and: school rocks me.
hard.
i had about four gigantic cups of coffee, and between that and the sustained academic hard-on i could barely contain myself during the library orientation. that library has EVERYTHING. it has everything you could never dream of using if you wrote five zillion papers. the librarian is RAD and WANTS TO HELP YOU. one of the classes i'm registering for today covers dianne reeves. i can't wait to get started.
i was afraid (probably arrogantly) that the other students would be
mostly theatre majors who didn't know what to do after graduation and
so were dilletante-ing their way through a related masters. but
they're serious, and fun, and smart, and i'm not the oldest. i might be like the third oldest. there are extra people this year, too: they do the acceptances assuming a certain percentage of people will decline, and very few did. one woman is from ireland and has a gaelic name and she's funny and i love her. another one used to be a figure skater. they are my favorites, plus this one guy from korea who doesn't seem to talk much but arrived at the orientation wearing bright turquoise parachute pants and a breathe-right (tm) nose strip. i kind of love him.
i'm feeling very theory poor. these other students are mostly younger, but they came out of college with a lot more exposure to that stuff than i did. i just read a lot of american fiction and took acting classes. so, that makes me feel a little
gulpy. i'm imagining telling my advisor about my plans to study blah blah blah performance of gender and then admitting i haven't read a single page of feminist theory. but we'll see.
also, we got a course packet at the orientation, and then later the administrative guy was like, later you'll go get your course packet at this other location. and i thought, way to be ahead of the game, guy--you yourself handed me my course packet this morning.
and then i realized that that was the packet of readings for the first two days.
also, i look like a no-neck monster on my student ID. a male no-neck monster, with no discernable cheekbone activity.
still, though. things feel good. immensely good.
i had about four gigantic cups of coffee, and between that and the sustained academic hard-on i could barely contain myself during the library orientation. that library has EVERYTHING. it has everything you could never dream of using if you wrote five zillion papers. the librarian is RAD and WANTS TO HELP YOU. one of the classes i'm registering for today covers dianne reeves. i can't wait to get started.
i was afraid (probably arrogantly) that the other students would be
mostly theatre majors who didn't know what to do after graduation and
so were dilletante-ing their way through a related masters. but
they're serious, and fun, and smart, and i'm not the oldest. i might be like the third oldest. there are extra people this year, too: they do the acceptances assuming a certain percentage of people will decline, and very few did. one woman is from ireland and has a gaelic name and she's funny and i love her. another one used to be a figure skater. they are my favorites, plus this one guy from korea who doesn't seem to talk much but arrived at the orientation wearing bright turquoise parachute pants and a breathe-right (tm) nose strip. i kind of love him.
i'm feeling very theory poor. these other students are mostly younger, but they came out of college with a lot more exposure to that stuff than i did. i just read a lot of american fiction and took acting classes. so, that makes me feel a little
gulpy. i'm imagining telling my advisor about my plans to study blah blah blah performance of gender and then admitting i haven't read a single page of feminist theory. but we'll see.
also, we got a course packet at the orientation, and then later the administrative guy was like, later you'll go get your course packet at this other location. and i thought, way to be ahead of the game, guy--you yourself handed me my course packet this morning.
and then i realized that that was the packet of readings for the first two days.
also, i look like a no-neck monster on my student ID. a male no-neck monster, with no discernable cheekbone activity.
still, though. things feel good. immensely good.
