March 28th, twothousand&eleven.
Monday. Sunny. Mild. Spring.
Began this first day of spring quarter with Landscape Architecture 212, Designing the Future. Two professors - female, calm, congenial, a little too collected&patient…akin to a preschool teacher, but more-or-less alright; male, accent - possibly Irish, last name Robertson, attempts light jokes…not that funny, but not terribly detracting from the class, too nice to hold it against him. I am genuinely looking forward to the rest of this course - 1/3 of our time will be spent in group exercises conceptualizing designs and implementing principles with respect to our ever-evolving environment, local and global.
@work. slow day, but not too mind-numbing. The weather puts everyone in good spirits. It’s too true that the endless grey of winter in Seattle really kills the seratonin. The general atmosphere at work is definitely on the up&up.
Looking forward to finally being in ART400 - time for me to seriously consider my personal interests in art and pursue a long-term project. Also time for me to confront my addiction to procrastination - it must be overcome. Now or never.
This is my final quarter of college. The last two and a half months of my undergraduate education. Soon I will (supposedly) be released into the harsh reality of “real life”…presupposing that for the past twenty years I haven’t been existing in “real life” yet.
The bombardment of questions - or, let me correct myself - the constant bombardment of THE question “so…what are you gonna do?” can be considered euphemistically irritating. But it’s hard to get through to people who’ve never even imagined life to be a non-linear affair that I don’t necessarily have a concrete plan, that I’m honestly very ok with it, and it really isn’t a negative thing to not know.
On the whole, I am optimistic. I’ve recovered from my frazzled, on-the-brink-of-insanity state which emerged from the hell that was winter quarter. God has blessed me, as always. What was I expecting? I am, yet again, in awe of my ignorant&doubtful attitude. Human nature never fails to leave us in a cloud of blurry unease; consequently making us very much in need of God’s mercy and grace.
I am confidently resolved to finish this stage of my life stronger than I’ve finished anything in my life, and to leave this chapter fulfilled but also hungry for a new and more exciting future.
Yes, it really is strangely “the beginning of the end” and I am sure that I will miss some of my college experience…but I am more anxious in awaiting what lies ahead; a new beginning.