4 out of my 5 classes complete.
1 grade up = current GPA of a 4.0 (yes that will be changing, but I can enjoy the moment for now)
This semester I have learned the most hands down. 3 out of my 5 were classes for my broadcasting major and the other 2 were for my minors. I loved it. Actually learning about what I like? How weird is that? All of a sudden college takes on a whole new meaning...
I created videos, took pictures, wrote stories and made websites.
I analyzed visual artifacts, AKA, BS'd what pictures meant to me. I now look at everything, from advertisements to Disney Movies entirely differently. I understand why they chose that color in that location in that medium for those people. It's pretty cool. When I say BS, I dont necessarily mean that as a bad thing, I am just calling it as I see it. Either way, my professor, who told me to drop out of her class earlier in the year, said this today:
"People tell me I am a hard professor and let me explain to you why. I think people constantly underestimate the ability undergraduates have to do a good job, to research and create a good end product. I am happy to say that I am proven right every year. I hold you to a higher standard because I know you can achieve that, and it would be a waste to underestimate you."
I know she hates me, but she is my favorite professor. I loved her class last semester and I loved this one and I really do think it's because she takes me, as a student, seriously. I do not pay thousands of dollars to be given busy work. I want to be pushed, I want to be stressed over something but then proud of what I have produced, that is what education is all about.
I also learned all about criminals: how they work, why they do what they do, what drives them to the edge, how they justify what they do, why some people commit certain crimes and others dont, etc. We studied murder, terrorism, white collar crime and gangs. This was my all time favorite Sociology class. If I was going to persue anything deeper, it would be criminology.
I have done things this semester that I am proud about, and I am excited to see what the next 48 credits will bring.
Tonight was also the last night of production for the Statesman. I have various memories, but for secretive reasons I will have to wait at least one more day to post them. It has been a long, tiring, stressful road that brought yelling tears and laughter, just the way all great things do.