Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Life as a college graduate

Fifty-eight hours ago, in the sweat-drenching heat of our main gym (why?  why?), I finally nabbed my Bachelor of Arts degree.  It looks depressingly like my high school diploma.

I spoke at baccalaureate and received lots of positive feedback.  Praise is always awkward.

I numbly loaded the last of my life into my van today and left Pirate House behind.  I decided I want to start college over.  Dad asked if that meant I wanted to do it differently.  No, I just want to do it again.

I learned a lot: Hardee's starts serving breakfast at 3am.  You should not use the word "hick" with any volume in public in a small town.  The quality of my work varies inversely to the time I spend on it.  "Irregardless" is a dictionary word (but my Mac, like me, refuses to recognize it).  It takes 2.5 liters of water to make one liter of Coca-Cola.  Straight bourbon is not straight bourbon unless it has been aged for at least two years.  And the greatest modern philosopher is a fictional talking gorilla.

I read once that "I" is the most commonly used word in the English language.  Maybe just spoken language?  I write a lot of research papers that do not use "I."  That was the same book that told me the world's fastest animal is the African swallow.  I remember feeling very defensive about my own favorite animal, the Cheetah.
/nonseq

In 29.5 hours I will be leaving for Mexico.  If I had regular readers to write to they would be familiar with my feelings about a fishing village called Sayulita.  Since I estimate that zero people who read my blog then still read it now, I'll just say Sayulita is a way awesome place.

After that I'm going to Berkeley.  I have an internship with Pace e Bene, which is way cool.  I'll be working on their Nonviolent Stories project, interviewing, transcribing, writing, and producing film.  Way, way cool.  I also may be doing some work with Free Range Studios, which is certainly equally cool.  You may know them as the people who produced the Story of Stuff.

By the way, if you haven't yet seen the Story of Stuff, you should watch it.  Here's a link to it.  So yeah, those guys.  And me, working with them.  Way cool.

By now everyone knows that birds learn to fly by getting shoved out of the nest, right?  Well, I've just been shoved out of a nest, and I'm currently in freefall.  I don't know what I want to do.  I'm starting at Bethany in the fall, but I don't know if I'll stay there.  UC's Master of Liberal Studies (MLS) degree looks pretty cool.  So does law enforcement, which isn't really related to my educational path, but it's what I've wanted to do since I was about six.  Can you be a peace activist and a cop at the same time?

I wish.

Well, I have to unpack a house's worth of stuff and shove it all in an attic tomorrow, so I'd best be getting to bed.

Peace
Nick

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