English 354 is complete. Tonight we wrote the (grueling) 3-hour final examination. I say grueling only because one of my weakest skill sets was torn open, exposed for all to see.
Memorization. When it comes to memorizing endless lists of terms and their textbook definitions, frankly, I suck. Sparing you the crap, suffice it to say I honestly felt bad about this exam.
What I felt great about was the conversation I had with my prof. following the exam.
As a matter of course, I had bumped into a former client of mine who, as it turned out, is also a former student of M.'s. When she found out I was taking English with M., she brightened right up:
"You have Hadley??! Wow, I took her 240 class two years ago - she's great, and I want to take her Detective Fiction class in the Fall!"
I relayed this information to M. tonight, saying,
"...and she's signing up for your Detective Fiction class in the Fall..."
Prof. M.'s response?
"As will you be."
(apparently she reads minds, too?)
The words that followed made me forget the negativity of my feelings about the exam. She said,
"David, we've forged a connection we shall not break. To use your verb, we'll 'do' coffee."
This journey of mine into academia has proven to be quite soul-satisfying. I can't say for sure that it's because I'm in the 'Social' sciences, but there seems to be a most fulfilling component present that I believe cannot be found simply inside of the bounds of a text book.