Last year, when I was putting together my Central application, I went back and re-read my senior work project, to see if I could use it as a writing sample at my interview. I concluded that nobody should ever read that thing ever again. This week, I have a meeting with a potential PhD advisor, so I've been pouring over the Journal of Religion and Theatre archive (you know what's a great idea? Reading academic articles about esoteric plays and religion while sitting in a dark room at five o'clock in the morning after you've been drinking for ten hours straight. I highly recommend it), hoping to come up with an idea of what to talk about in said meeting. It occurred to me that I should probably take a look at my own stuff again, since I did spend close to a year of my life researching and writing that paper. I found it (thank you, Gmail Archive), and at about halfway through the paper, I think I might've judged myself a bit too harshly a year ago. It isn't perfect. Far from it, in fact, but for an undergrad who started from square one (My Adviser: "what do you know about the Protestant Reformation?" Me: Martin Luther nailed some stuff to a door."), it's a relatively impressive document. At least, I come off sounding kind of... smart.
I realize that sounds a little silly. I am smart. I know I'm smart. And now I sound pompous. Oh well. From time to time, it's nice to have a reminder. Two weeks ago, I had to turn in my first Central assignments. Writing them was exceptionally frustrating; even after having read a couple of previous papers, I felt like I had no idea what was expected of me. I stress out when it comes to assignments anyhow, so I was a total wreck. We don't expect to get those papers back for at least another month, and when I do get them turned back to me, I don't think my grades will be what I'd like. I didn't get a great grade on my Senior Work, but I wrote it. Forty-three pages in total discussing various bibles, theatre history, staging techniques, religious practices, and late-Medieval politics. Well done, twenty-three year0ld Amy, well done.
I realize that sounds a little silly. I am smart. I know I'm smart. And now I sound pompous. Oh well. From time to time, it's nice to have a reminder. Two weeks ago, I had to turn in my first Central assignments. Writing them was exceptionally frustrating; even after having read a couple of previous papers, I felt like I had no idea what was expected of me. I stress out when it comes to assignments anyhow, so I was a total wreck. We don't expect to get those papers back for at least another month, and when I do get them turned back to me, I don't think my grades will be what I'd like. I didn't get a great grade on my Senior Work, but I wrote it. Forty-three pages in total discussing various bibles, theatre history, staging techniques, religious practices, and late-Medieval politics. Well done, twenty-three year0ld Amy, well done.
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