Prompted by Homesickness
Wednesday was the last day of classes here at Pomona. Which is amazing, and everything, but also means that finals are quickly approaching. That part is absolutely terrifying. It also means that it was "Death by Chocolate" here. Every year on the last day of classes, the college brings in tons and tons of chocolate, filling a whole ballroom full of it. We all can go in and eat as much as we want. This year, they also decided that something that would make the world better would be to bring puppies to campus to let us play with. So on Wednesday, they brought in a whole bunch of puppies that needed to be socialized, and let us play with them for two hours. It was amazing. Puppies and chocolate and no more classes!
Unfortunately, that was not the world I live in. My Wednesday was not quite so ideal. You see, Japanese is crazy, and decided to hold classes both Thursday and Friday as well. And I had to sing in the student recital on Wednesday evening. A solo.
There are very few things I hate more than singing for people, particularly when alone, particularly when the people know something about music. I was so nervous, I felt like I was going to cry. (I didn't though, which I was very proud of). When it actually came time to sing, I felt like I was going to collapse, and I did make a few little mistakes, but mostly once I got going, my nerves were all gone. As soon as it was all over, of course, I just collapsed into this pile of relief. Literally, I took my seat back in the audience and started shaking all over. I was just so glad to be done.
Hopefully, because I sang this semester, I can get out of doing it next, but who knows.
Speaking of next semester, it looks really good. I'm taking, for sure, Advanced Creative Writing: Fiction, The Art of the Novel, Japanese 51B, Japanese Intermediate conversation, and Music in Theory and Practice. I will also be continuing voice and guitar lessons, and I hope to add piano lessons. I'll be singing in the choir, and hopefully in our glee club (probably). Its a lot of music, but I love it all so much.
Which brings us to another issue. I sort of think I want to double major in English and Japanese, as opposed to only minoring in Japanese. And its possible, but just barely. I'll have to take 5 classes most semesters, and I need to get at least 3 credits towards major/minor while abroad, which is nearly impossible. But, I could do it, it would just mean sort of giving up any hope of a normal social life for the next 2.5 years. Or giving up music. And I'm so sure I can't give up the music, and I don't want to give up the social life. But I do think I want to major.
I guess I probably wont. You have to pick your battles, and I feel like I'll probably, in the long run, would rather enjoy college as much as I can than have two majors. These are supposed to be the best years of your life, so I want to make the most of them. This semester has been super stressful for me, and I know that if I were to do this other plan, it would be a lot like this from here on out. I don't think I can resign myself to that. And just because I don't major doesn't mean I can't take a few extra lit classes, and that I won't be fluent. Which is I guess really what I want: to be fluent. The minor is still nine classes (same as a politics major...and more hours. Take that politics). And this way I'll still be able to do my music minor, which is really just for me personally. I don't think it will matter in the long run, but I want it, because I love it.
I guess that's all the rubbish that's been in my head up until now. I still have a bit of work for the semester, including an original music composition, which is interesting. I like it so far, I think.
Tonight, I'm going to a party at a professor's house. She's cooking for like 30 of us, or something ridiculous like that. I'm super excited, but sort of depressed that I'm missing a sponsor group dinner for it. Last time before Mai goes abroad. So, that's a bit unfortunate. I'll probably also miss Tobie's fountaining. But, remembering the bruises I got last year from that, it might not be that bad of a thing. I value having all of my ribs intact.
Well, that's it for today. Nothing philosophical, nothing interesting. Just me talking about me, as I am so apt to do. I can't wait to go home, I'm really ready to see my family again. I'm also really ready to have some good mexican food and a home-cooked meal. To see my high school friends, to go to the Wooley Ewe. It'll be great to be home.
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Katie on 12.12 at 05:26