Classic Bev

I woke up this morning all excited and nervous (and also about two hours earlier than I wanted to–stupid sun). It’s kind of a weird realization: this is the last time I’ll be feeling like this for a long time (well, let’s face it, there’s next semester too, but there’s something special about the first day of the year). Job interviews, grad school interviews, Wooster commencement in May: will these be the next events that ellicit the same response?

I didn’t expect to find myself in my senior year of college as a Classics major. I was thinking Communication, honestly–my FYS professor advised me to take Latin to fill my foreign language requirement. I had taken it in high school and enjoyed it–I had already met Dr. Sternberg, a Classics prof here at the time, back when I was a prospie and I adored her, so I figured I couldn’t go wrong. I didn’t anticipate, however, loving the language and the department so quickly (literally Day One). There’s something about the enthusiasm a professor puts forth that makes it easy and exciting to learn and Dr. McGowan, the Latin 101 prof, certainly had that down. I decided around the first Friday of my first year that I would be a Classics major. And here I am.

So now I’m trying to figure out how to bridge my Classics major/Comp Lit minor/PR ambition all into one. Luckily, my advisors are very creative and (key word) patient women who have helped me develop an IS topic that will bridge all three. I have my first official Senior IS meeting tomorrow afternoon (ahhhh!!!). Stay tuned to see how it turns out for me…