Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
To which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends he will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.
A Prayer In The Spring - Robert Frost

Thursday, February 12, 2009

It Feels a Bit... WEIRD!

Last night, four hours later than I had hoped (9:00 PM), I emailed half of my senior seminar paper to both of my advisers. Normally sending a paper is not stressful, but this paper allows me to graduate. Nevertheless, I closed my eyes and hit the send button allowing my future to be held in the hands two extremely intelligent men.

I am not sure I like this feeling at all.

Oh well, on to part two.
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2 comments:

t.leaf + k said...

Hurrah! Good work

Oh, yeah, like they're going to keep you from graduating. *rolls eyes*

I mean, what's the worst that could happen? They make you re-do it?

Kidding!

February 14, 2009 at 5:56 PM
Jessie Rue said...

I have no doubt that they will read your paper and wonder why you don't just skip right to getting your Ph.D. :-)

Maybe they'll ask you to write a book...

February 17, 2009 at 8:08 PM

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