On Thursday, I told my friends at dinner that it simply didn\u2019t feel like December. At this time last year, the temperature was below freezing every morning. I remember bundling up to go to work at Kimball at seven o\u2019clock. While it was still cold, it wasn\u2019t as cold as I had remembered. Well, dreams do come true! It has been absolutely freezing since Friday.\u00a0 This morning, the temperature was in the single digits. Right now, the temperature has climbed to a whopping 11 degrees. It might sound like I\u2019m complaining, but, in reality, I adore the cold weather. Fall is my favorite season, and winter is a close second. I guess that I chose the right college location, then!<\/p>\n
If you can believe it, tomorrow is my last day of classes. Study period begins on Wednesday, and final exams begin on Saturday. I cannot believe how quickly this semester has flown. The conclusion of this semester is bittersweet. While I\u2019m looking forward to Christmas break and next semester, this semester was so engaging. I loved all of my classes, and I will miss them. I\u2019ll miss Professor Manoussakis\u2019 thought provoking application of Medieval thought in modern life; I\u2019ll miss Fr. Howard\u2019s tangents on Dante. I\u2019ll miss Professor Juilfs\u2019 vast knowledge of the medieval world; I\u2019ll miss Professor Murphy\u2019s analysis of the Bible and other ancient literature. Well, let me rephrase that lament. I\u2019ll miss the information presented and the fantastic professors, but I won\u2019t miss the workload. Speaking of next semester, my I finalized my schedule. I will be taking the Ideological Destruction of Art (my Honors seminar), Mathematics in Art, Early Christian Literature (I cannot get enough of St. Augustine!), and a J.R.R. Tolkien seminar (Oh, yes, bring on the nerd!).<\/p>\n
And I am now going to abuse the power of this blog to wish my dad a happy belated birthday and my sister an on-time happy birthday!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
On Thursday, I told my friends at dinner that it simply didn\u2019t feel like December. At this time last year, the temperature was below freezing every morning. I remember bundling up to go to work at Kimball at seven o\u2019clock. While it was still cold, it wasn\u2019t as cold as I had remembered. Well, dreams … <\/p>\n