Today marked the last first day I will have as an undergraduate, and it was certainly interesting. I had two senior seminars to attend, one for each of my majors. While the first was very career driven and focused on helping us find jobs in addition to writing a 35 page paper, the second was much more reasonable and sat comfortably on the couch of academia. Looking around the first senior sem of the day, I was horrified to find that in the discussion of what “real life” topics should be chosen to discuss over the course of the semester, approximately 60% of the class had fallen prey to job-search-induced mass hysteria. I was suddenly surrounded with a room full of people anxious to graduate, worried about making friends after leaving college, who decided that this morning was the right time to panic because they don’t know how to pay taxes. Trying my best (somewhat unsuccessfully) not to join them, I mostly pictured puppies and the glorious feeling of walking out of the classroom once it was over.
I think the lesson of today is probably that I should always be prepared with a images of small cuddly animals and a tactile snack close at hand. Hello, second semester senior year.