Back to being useful: First day of the last of my Degree

After sitting on my butt for a month, there are no words to describe how great it is to be back in class. Just having a reason to wake up at 9am is invigorating, but seeing everyone again, getting their coffees at the Student Centre, and walking through the windway at the library was super!

I think I have always felt this way about University. I think though, being in my last semester of my last year, I appreciate it even more. For one, I dread the thought of going out into the real world and making something of myself. To be honest, I'd love to stay in school, but I know I'll only appreciate it more if I get out there and see what else there is.

For two, I realize what a breeze 4th year is! This semester I am taking ONE math course (opposed to 4 or 5), Japanese, Music Socio-Cultural Studies (it sounds fun), and Buddhism. That's it. No 5 x 18 hour-a-week assignments. One of my roomates is in 2nd year Biology, and I don't even know how she does it! 5 courses, 4 labs a week, plus assignments... I'm not sure if they leave much time for eating or sleeping.

I remember doing all that jazz at one point in my University career.. but without the motivation I'm not sure I could do it again. I have seriously considered applying to get my masters in Architecture down the road, but for now I think I just have to take a step back and make sure that's what I want to do. As I get older, I'm finding the old brain isn't working as fast as she used to. For now, I'm just going to enjoy my last semester with my Math-kin, and hopefully make a little money while I figure out what I'm doing with my life.

I wish there was a job that hired Math kids to solve interesting math problems, with a constant flow of coffee. The problem is, Math kids LOVE math (you kind of have to), so pretty much any problem I would be able to solve has already been solved, probably in one's spare time. It's a competitive field, that's for shizzle.

Note: I think, to exercise my brain a bit, I'm going to conduct an experiment to see how necessary coffee is to be successful in math. I only know two math majors that don't drink coffee. (We'll call them the outliers, haha.)

I think this would also be applicable to Computer Scientists (as I had to take a computer science course, and ended up at the Wave, our campus pub, every Sunday after the assignments were due). After all, why would they call an entire programming language Java if it wasn't on their minds? Riddle me that, Batman!