classes end this week, which is a bit disappointing because i've only just begun to feel somewhat integrated into the classes. i still don't care much for the british film and culture classes (the kids are particularly cliquish in those), but i will miss my postcolonial film and lit classes. despite that the quality of discussion is not as high as it would be at swarthmore, outside of those classes, these discussions would not happen at all. getting feedback from my images of otherness instructor has made me quite confused as to what i want to do professionally. we had a conversation about my work, my experience at queen mary, my future. she seemed genuinely encouraging that i go on to get a masters in the field, as she felt my performance in the class was at that level. sophomore year i had considered going into academia when prof. ezawa helped me write a research grant proposal for my summer in hong kong, but i had dispelled the notion thinking i wasn't passionate enough for it. studying at queen mary has made me realize that there still remains a need for socially conscious educators, so once again i've beginning to imagine a different future for myself.
also, i'm fairly certain that i will be returning to NYC a week earlier, possibly may 28th, since uncle will be in the states, i will be turning 21 on may 30th, graduation is on june 1st, m.i.a. is playing june 6th, and i start work june 9th. i'll have time to properly get over jetlag and enjoy some freedom in the city. this return is slightly nerve-wrecking for me as i haven't really been at home for two years. to go from complete independence to family bondage just might make my head explode.
(the ukrainian/russian girls are shrieking right now, i am afraid to leave my room)
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i think your head WILL explode.
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