Monday was the start of my last semester of undergrad and so that it was a hard week was an understatement.
Monday was filled with the usual mix of classes, going over syllabi and leaving me with far more time than I knew what to do with. As a double major, I've consistently been taking 20-plus hours a semester, on top of my commitments to student organizations I'm a part of. Having only 14 hours on my schedule at the beginning of the week meant that I had free time, something that I'm not accustomed to. While everyone else seemed to be filling their day, I felt like I was doing nothing at all that was productive.
Monday night was the student organizational fair. I'm the president of the newest art organization on campus. I knew that this event would be the organization's best bet at attracting new members. With over twenty people on my sign-up sheet at the end of the night, I consider it a success. I can only hope that I will see most, if not all, of their smiling faces at our first official meeting soon.
Tuesday was better, although I had two studio classes scheduled that are suppose to last almost three hours each, the professors both let class out early so that we could go get supplies. This gave me plenty of free time to try to fill my schedule with. By the end of the day, I had managed to add two more classes for credit, as well as talk to a professor about sitting in on a class. The professor agreed, so now my schedule (unofficially) has me taking 23 hours.
To be quite honest, I've been working so hard these past few semesters, that I want to continue to push myself, to see what I'm capable of. Somewhere along the way, I realized that if I'm taking 20-plus hours a semester, compared to the traditional 15 hours, I'm more likely to have more As than Bs. My seemingly insane schedule, forces me to schedule my time much more and I become better at managing my own time.
This past week, filled with its free time, has exhausted me. As a I look towards my schedule for the next few weeks, I see my time being filled with more assignments and less free time, but right now I'm just concerned with hanging onto these fleeting moments of free time. Never again will I have this much free time in my life. Never again will be friends only be a short walk across campus. Never again will I have nearly unlimited studio access.
Here's to finishing off this last semester on a high note. On capturing moments with my friends. On making some of the best art I've made yet.
