It isn’t
just indolence, though. On the flight to Taiwan I watched The Desolation of
Smaug, and after many years of indifference I decided I should actually read
Lord of the Rings. Which I have been doing for the last week-and-a-half,
whenever I could grab time from other things. I finally passed the climax this
morning, so it shouldn’t be much longer, but my life has been quasi-suspended
since I started, so it’s probably good that I’m close to finished. Still, I’m
getting some studying done. I spent all Saturday studying with a friend, and
then we went out for ice cream to reward ourselves once I finished an essay.
Studying with people can make for good memories.
It is
getting warmer – I now consider 50 degrees acceptable T-shirt weather, if there
isn’t much wind. If I don’t have to wear leggings under my jeans, I’m content.
It’s been raining lately, with a little sleet mixed in, but spring has
definitely begun. I happen to get ecstatic when it rains – a consequence of
living in a drought for so long, I suppose – so I was perfectly happy. In
addition to which, the rain actually made green patches start spreading through
the grey grass I thought had died, which is always cheery. Still, I’ll be glad
when summer comes, for more than one reason.
And next year I'll be in upper-classman housing - a 'house', as opposed to a 'dorm'. I like my
housing assignment – it’s Pfoho (Pforzheimer), which is in the Harvard-Radcliffe Quadrangle
(‘the quad’ for short). That means it’s a fifteen to twenty-minute walk, or a
shuttle ride, from my house to the main campus, but I like the quad. I stayed
there as a pre-frosh*, and I remember being struck by how quiet it was. It’s
like being in the suburbs, and since that’s where I grew up, I like that. In
addition, the rooms are some of the nicest around, and there are a lot of
singles and doubles available, though that’s all taken care of later.
Speaking of
later, I’ve also finalized my plans for the summer. I’ll be studying intensive
Arabic in Amman, Jordan, and I’m looking forward to it! It will be the first
time I’ve taken Arabic, and I look forward to learning a lot. At the moment,
preparation means trying to learn a little preliminary Arabic (like the
alphabet) and doing a lot of paperwork.
Sometimes I
sit and think to myself, “wouldn’t it be wonderful if I could just spend a few
months learning and growing?” And then I remember that I’m a full-time student,
and that’s about as close as it gets. Still, as I talk to my friends, we
sometimes wonder if there isn’t a better way. Perhaps not. Perhaps we can’t
transcend the rules, not yet. Maybe we have to have them, to keep us from
falling short entirely. One day, though, perhaps things can change.
A cappella
isn’t resting, either. We learned our final song for the semester on Sunday,
and now we’re counting down the days until our two performances this coming
Saturday and our spring concert a week after that. Everything is going so fast
– the semester is going to be over before we know it, with all the things we need
to do. My anticipation for the summer is tempered by the friendships I’ve made
with graduating seniors.
The high
school seniors are getting close to graduation, too. It’s strange to see them
all excited about the colleges they’re going to, doing all the things I did
last year at this time. Here at Harvard we’re preparing things for our admitted
students and new freshmen and reminiscing about our own pre-frosh visits, while
we make our own decisions about majors and minors and future classes.
Well, it’s
not time for end-of-the-year reminiscing yet. There are still plenty of things
to do before leaving – finish Lord of the Rings, for one. I know I’m not the
only busy person in the world, so I will leave you to whatever tasks may befall
you (you can tell I’ve been reading LotR, can’t you?). Go, and may the stars
shine on your faces!** And if you happen to leave a comment on Facebook, that’s
also appreciated!
*pre-frosh: title for those between applicant and freshman
** The Lord of the
Rings, Book II, The Ring
Goes South
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