Freshman year
June 6, 2009, 3:06 am
Friday was our last day of classes. In a week, I will be done with finals and summer can officially begin. \o/ My summer plan involves 12 credits of statistics, which should be great fun, and lots of strutting around being lofty and superior at the freshmen touring campus. (After all, I was never a freshman. And I certainly never toured campus. I was born an omniscient sophomore.)
So what did I accomplish this year?
- Do I have any school spirit? No. The only university-related decor in my room is a paper cutout of its mascot, which came free with the newspaper. It is currently standing proudly in the corner of my desk, except for when the cats knock it over.
- Have I figured out why I'm a math major? No. I did, however, realize that the thought of not taking more math classes makes me very sad, so I guess I'll just keep taking them. And if I'm still a math major a year from now, after I've suffered through analysis, I'll know there's something to it.
- Have I gone completely insane? Yes. Not content with majoring in math, I have optimistically decided to double major in French, minor in statistics, and get an international degree. Plus the honours college thing. My thesis is going to be a really weird paper on some sort of math thing I do in France... maybe I'll develop a population model for French skwerlz. Or maybe once I get to Europe, I'll give up on France and run off to Finland to herd reindeer.
- Am I planning to graduate in the next decade? Judging from the above, apparently not.
But overall, this year was a whole lot of fun, and rather educational, too, I think. Now I even know where Germany is.
