Today was the last day of Jaci’s class. The core group didn’t want to leave for our daily lunch, and Jaci was a little sentimental, but for the most part it was like a normal class. I loved this class; it was informational but informal. Occasionally, we would have a guest speaker that was not exactly helpful, but the majority of classes covered useful information from knowledgeable sources. Jaci knew when to rein in the rowdier students (read: my table), and when to allow it as a form of group bonding. I think the people in this class have formed a group that will last for the rest of our time here at OU and beyond.
As is the case with every other college student, I have grown in this first semester. Living in the dorms necessitates social interaction. I moved to OU from a state where I knew precisely four people. I am obviously much more social now. Because of this, I am more comfortable with who I am as a person. I wake up every single morning and think about how grateful I am to be able to live at OU.
Over winter break, I plan to print out various degree plans, minor requirements, and course offerings to try to determine 1. which degree(s) I should pursue, 2. when I should study abroad, and 3. when to take languages and which languages those should be. Next semester, I am starting French. I hope to take Spanish one day, but I don’t know all the languages OU offers or which ones would be most useful in my career. Many of my goals for the next few years will be laid out in a couple weeks. However, as my mom says every time I mention the word “plan” in front her, I plan and God laughs. I can’t be sure of what the next few years will hold, but I trust that it will turn out for the best.