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Wafflings and Ramblings of an Almost-Graduate

I just finished my penultimate paper for grad school. My final paper (on Heidegger & Adorno) is due on Monday, and graduation is tomorrow. I'm skipping the awards brunch and the graduation ceremony, although I might swing by to watch some of my classmates graduate. The problem is that it's a University graduation, which means that my peers will be graduating alongside everybody from the med school to the social sciences. If I'm really lucky, I'll be able to hear the announcements from my apartment, and then I can gauge what time to walk over. Otherwise, it's hours and hours of sweaty boredom.

Nevertheless, it feels a little anti-climatic to be skipping the graduation events. I'd like to attend the brunch if only to find out who won the thesis awards (it's been made pretty clear that I won't be one of them, so I'm not that excited about it), but two hours by myself in a roomful of everybody and their parents… yeah, I can live without it. And the ceremony, well, "sweat" and "boredom" just about sum it up. I hardly remember my college graduation (which might have something to do with having stayed up the night before, but might also have something to do with the commencement speaker, who was some doctor who appears on Good Morning America. A couple years after I graduated, they got Billy Collins. How is that fair?). Maybe hanging out in my air-conditioned apartment isn't so anti-climactic after all.

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current book: Art Spiegelman's Maus, especially those instances in which I can find good examples of the Bakhtinian concept of the creative chronotope and the inseparability of space and time.
current music: Isabelle Antena.
current socks: none, on account of it being a lovely 80 degrees, but lots and lots of bandaids to cover up my blistered and bruised feet. word of advice: don't dance for three hours in high heels. my feet will never be the same.

Posted 8 June 2006

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