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May. 7th, 2004 01:05 amThe Semester Is Over.
Took my last final exam today. Next question is "now what?" For the present, I'm enjoying my newfound freedom.
Thanks so much for praying about my piano jury on Monday! It went okay. Not the best, but better than I dreaded. I was nervous, but I survived without stopping in the middle of any of my pieces. Missed notes and mistakes -- err, we won't go there. But at least I didn't experience the horror of blanking out in the middle of a memorized piece. Do you have any idea how nerve-wracking it is to play on a well-lit stage with five professional piano teachers (well, four -- one was my grad student teacher, but he will be a professional piano teacher) holding pens and paper and taking careful note of each mistake and strong point (if there were any in my case)?! I had not experienced such horror in the past, and am thankful that I shall only have to experience it once more in the future. And not 'till a year from now. At least then I will know more what to expect, which to me is a great reliever of nervousness. Fear of the unknown is my greatest phobia, undoubtedly.
Tuesday was filled with relief and studying. Yesterday Michael and I took our geology 102 final in the morning; it went pretty well. My ecstatic inner self cries, No more science. Ever! Then from 2:45 to 4:45pm yesterday I waded through a tremendous Shakespeare test. Phew. I wrote ten pages total, and cringe whenever I remember that I didn't have time to proofread. There were only three of us in the room when I finished, and Dr. Carroll was hovering over my desk as I began shuffling papers -- so, exhausted and dizzy from so much thinking, I just handed the stack to him and decided to hope for the best. My, what a test! Six paragraphs (supposed to be one page each or 300 words), one essay question about theatre at the time of Shakespeare, and then a longer essay in which we were to quote and comment through about 50 lines of either "Antony & Cleopatra" or "Winter's Tale." I chose the "A&C" excerpt because I was more familiar with it -- specifically, the scene where Cleopatra commits suicide by applying asps (snakes) to herself. Lovely. Anyway, I'm really not sure how I did on the whole thing. I think I wrote too much...Just hope some of it makes sense. At least it's over now!
And today was the Medieval lit. final. I didn't study for this as much as I should have, but I think I fared okay. My stomach was starting to experience hunger pangs halfway through the exam, and I couldn't think straight enough to write very coherently. I kind of doubt my points were logical in the essays, but I hope I didn't sound completely off my rocker. Dr. H. returned our term papers and I made an A. That was encouraging to see, although I am afraid to read the paper again myself for fear I'll cringe...I know I wrote it too quickly (that is, too close to the deadline).
Well, I think that brings you up to date on my school escapades. I'll write another entry about last night's interesting dream in a moment.
Took my last final exam today. Next question is "now what?" For the present, I'm enjoying my newfound freedom.
Thanks so much for praying about my piano jury on Monday! It went okay. Not the best, but better than I dreaded. I was nervous, but I survived without stopping in the middle of any of my pieces. Missed notes and mistakes -- err, we won't go there. But at least I didn't experience the horror of blanking out in the middle of a memorized piece. Do you have any idea how nerve-wracking it is to play on a well-lit stage with five professional piano teachers (well, four -- one was my grad student teacher, but he will be a professional piano teacher) holding pens and paper and taking careful note of each mistake and strong point (if there were any in my case)?! I had not experienced such horror in the past, and am thankful that I shall only have to experience it once more in the future. And not 'till a year from now. At least then I will know more what to expect, which to me is a great reliever of nervousness. Fear of the unknown is my greatest phobia, undoubtedly.
Tuesday was filled with relief and studying. Yesterday Michael and I took our geology 102 final in the morning; it went pretty well. My ecstatic inner self cries, No more science. Ever! Then from 2:45 to 4:45pm yesterday I waded through a tremendous Shakespeare test. Phew. I wrote ten pages total, and cringe whenever I remember that I didn't have time to proofread. There were only three of us in the room when I finished, and Dr. Carroll was hovering over my desk as I began shuffling papers -- so, exhausted and dizzy from so much thinking, I just handed the stack to him and decided to hope for the best. My, what a test! Six paragraphs (supposed to be one page each or 300 words), one essay question about theatre at the time of Shakespeare, and then a longer essay in which we were to quote and comment through about 50 lines of either "Antony & Cleopatra" or "Winter's Tale." I chose the "A&C" excerpt because I was more familiar with it -- specifically, the scene where Cleopatra commits suicide by applying asps (snakes) to herself. Lovely. Anyway, I'm really not sure how I did on the whole thing. I think I wrote too much...Just hope some of it makes sense. At least it's over now!
And today was the Medieval lit. final. I didn't study for this as much as I should have, but I think I fared okay. My stomach was starting to experience hunger pangs halfway through the exam, and I couldn't think straight enough to write very coherently. I kind of doubt my points were logical in the essays, but I hope I didn't sound completely off my rocker. Dr. H. returned our term papers and I made an A. That was encouraging to see, although I am afraid to read the paper again myself for fear I'll cringe...I know I wrote it too quickly (that is, too close to the deadline).
Well, I think that brings you up to date on my school escapades. I'll write another entry about last night's interesting dream in a moment.