Today was the last day of classes - hooray! Day by day, the end draws nearer and everyone's spirits seem to be lifting as we drift closer and closer to the light at the end of the tunnel.
In my last circuit design lectures, we raced through material as if we were in a time warp. Normally, everyone would be going crazy trying to absorb the material as fast as it was delivered, but it seemed as if the atmosphere was slightly different today. Instead of panicking, people simply listened and accepted that we wouldn't be able to grasp everything. As I mentioned, the atmosphere was light and everyone was just happy that this was the last day that we would ever sit in lectures as an undergraduate student (assuming all of us pass the final exams). In the first lecture, we whizzed through two times the normal amount of material covered in a single hour. Then, in the second lecture, we covered the last two chapters of the course!
After my two morning classes, we had our last class seminar, enjoying a rare get-together with classmates and our class professor. At first, it seemed that the whole tone would be positive reminiscence, but then, as usual, years of suppressed grievances popped up and the constant debating that's plagued our class dominated the conversation yet again. It was almost sweet in its irony, that we'd be in opposition right to the bitter end. Oh well, at least I was able to sincerely shake our class professor's hand at the end of the hour in a respective farewell.
By far, the best class of the day was my last lecture in speech communication - one of my favourite classes of my undergrad. Although we had our "final exam" - marked impromptu speeches - we had plenty of fun listening to everything each classmate creatively concocted in our 10 minutes of preparation. The entertaining speeches, as always, took the cake! Following the last speaker, our professor surprised us with our own "Academy awards". There were prizes given out to students who had delivered memorable speeches and those who went above and beyond the call of duty. The best part was when the class nominated their peers for awards - photos were taken, water guns were fired, and hands were clapped (both plastic and real). I wish our engineering classes were as fun!
Well, I guess I have to sign off here - to my very last UW ASIC meeting. Ah, so many memories...
In my last circuit design lectures, we raced through material as if we were in a time warp. Normally, everyone would be going crazy trying to absorb the material as fast as it was delivered, but it seemed as if the atmosphere was slightly different today. Instead of panicking, people simply listened and accepted that we wouldn't be able to grasp everything. As I mentioned, the atmosphere was light and everyone was just happy that this was the last day that we would ever sit in lectures as an undergraduate student (assuming all of us pass the final exams). In the first lecture, we whizzed through two times the normal amount of material covered in a single hour. Then, in the second lecture, we covered the last two chapters of the course!
After my two morning classes, we had our last class seminar, enjoying a rare get-together with classmates and our class professor. At first, it seemed that the whole tone would be positive reminiscence, but then, as usual, years of suppressed grievances popped up and the constant debating that's plagued our class dominated the conversation yet again. It was almost sweet in its irony, that we'd be in opposition right to the bitter end. Oh well, at least I was able to sincerely shake our class professor's hand at the end of the hour in a respective farewell.
By far, the best class of the day was my last lecture in speech communication - one of my favourite classes of my undergrad. Although we had our "final exam" - marked impromptu speeches - we had plenty of fun listening to everything each classmate creatively concocted in our 10 minutes of preparation. The entertaining speeches, as always, took the cake! Following the last speaker, our professor surprised us with our own "Academy awards". There were prizes given out to students who had delivered memorable speeches and those who went above and beyond the call of duty. The best part was when the class nominated their peers for awards - photos were taken, water guns were fired, and hands were clapped (both plastic and real). I wish our engineering classes were as fun!
Well, I guess I have to sign off here - to my very last UW ASIC meeting. Ah, so many memories...
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And the plastic hands were because the professor wanted us all to give ourselves a round of applause or something like that. :) They were those tiny plastic hands that you can get from the dollar store:
Yay! Plastic Clappers!