I kind of can’t believe it, but I just finished my first semester of grad school.
That’s actually not true, I still have one more paper to write, but all of my big projects were due on Friday so everything after that feels kind of anti-climactic.
Here are my two big final projects if you want to check them out, one on the differing experiences of refugees and undocumented immigrants in Arizona and one on the history of racial disparity in Arizona.
I have a few weeks off over the holidays and I’ll be going back to the Bay for most of it. I’m thinking SF for New Year’s Eve, I want to make a trip up to Bend to see my girl, and I’m hoping to sneak off to Big Sur for a few days. I’ve been dying to go camping there ever since we moved to California 5 years ago, but it just never happened.
It might be totally freezing in December, even with the sub-zero sleeping bags we bought on the way back from Montana this summer. Our only chance will be to huddle together for warmth. I, for one, choose death (Without A Paddle? Anyone? No?).
I’ll be working over the break too and I already have reading assignments for next semester so I know the time it’s going to fly by.
