December

And with this post, I would have been officially caught up if I had finished posting during winter break.  I skipped a fair number of things I did, but I think I hit the highlights.  They’re better than the lowlights, anyway.  Since classes ended very early in the month, December was my most unscheduled month since last May, but even that felt more structured, probably because of the five hundred finals I had to take.  (Not really.  I only had two actual finals, but also a final essay, two large final projects, and one small to medium-ish project.)

Anyway, I spent the first weekend after classes ended doing things.  There was hockey, and a friend’s concert, and our last lab report, which my group spent eight and a half hours in Olin writing, which was just as terrible as it sounds.  The two days after that, I went into lab, and otherwise mainly relaxed, with a bit of work thrown in occasionally.  On Wednesday and Thursday, I spent more time in lab and worked on a problem set and presentation for one of my classes.  The problem set was turned in on Friday morning, the presentation given on Friday afternoon, and that evening was the holiday party.  The holiday party is a dinner that ChemE seniors, grad students, faculty, and staff are all invited to.  It’s held in Statler, so the food is good, and there are skits that aim to capture the ChemE experience.  It’s a great way to end the semester.

Sunset behind the law school, seen while working on a problem set

Sunset behind the law school, seen while working on a problem set

Except that, you know, my semester wasn’t over yet.  I still had a report and a final for my last class, and five grad school applications, and then, only then, could I go home.  I spent the weekend trying to finish my applications, except there’s nothing like the common app for grad school – some of the applications even vary depending on which department you’re applying to – so I had to enter things like my name, address, birth day, life history, etc., into every single form.  It was almost worse than writing lab reports.  Actually, it was worse than writing lab reports.  The most fun form was the one that had no less than seventeen sections that had to be completed in order.  I finally submitted the applications over a few days, turning in the last one at nine pm on the night it was due.

After that, I still had a final to study for and a report for my last class.  I worked on the report with my group the same day the applications were due (by that time I only had a couple things to wrap up), leaving me the day of the final to study for it.  Fortunately, it was at night.  When the final ended, I promptly went back to my apartment, messaged a friend, and proceeded to drink the night away.  If by drink the night away you mean shared a single bottle of beer between the two of us.

Two days later, I boarded a bus for home, where I enjoyed such activities as watching movies, reading, eating, and sleeping.

November

I’m not sure where most of this month went.  Actually, I am.  There are probably still some of my fingerprints smudged over the chalkboards and tables, my dead skin cells ground into the carpet, and a little part of my soul and brain hiding in a dark corner of Olin.  Most of the month was taken up by a cycle of classes, research, lab reports, some band, and occasional meals and sleeping.  I saw my lab group (significantly) more than the people I was living with.  I didn’t take any pictures until Thanksgiving Break, and from those images it appears I cooked pasta, turned one of my penguins into a turkey, took a walk down the Cascadilla Gorge Trail, drank rum, and went to Madison Square Garden (MSG).  Which pretty well sums up my break, with the addition of also (finally) writing my personal statement because I had a grad school application due two days after break.

Fall in Cascadilla Gorge

Fall in Cascadilla Gorge

 

For the record, I’ve been 21 for over a year now, so the drinking was completely legal.  Plus, I had less than a shot glass of rum.  Because, in all honesty, it didn’t taste that good.  A friend brought it over to my apartment during break so we could have spiked eggnog (also not my favorite) while watching Sherlock, the BBC series.  My (junior year) roommate and I had finally convinced our other friend to watch Sherlock.  I think the first couple seasons are better in terms of plot, but the third season has a couple of my favorite scenes – Sherlock getting slapped/punched/head-butted and the bar crawl.  As a side note, I watched the Christmas special, The Abominable Bride, and thought it was pretty good.  It was utterly ridiculous in parts, but I’m good with utterly ridiculous.  Really.  I’ve read the entirety of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy trilogy – all five books.

MSG pregame

MSG pregame

The next day, I went to MSG with the pep band for the third year in a row.  I originally wasn’t going to go, since I’d been the past couple years and had my grad school applications to think about.  But then I decided that I wanted to go, so I signed up.  It was another great trip.  It was grey and cloudy the entire trip, but unseasonably warm.  We arrived in New York City early, explored a bit, had dinner, then went to watch the game.  It was one of the most intense games I’ve been to, with Cornell hanging in the game and holding on through overtime to secure a tie for the standings.  Sometimes a tie feels like a loss, but sometimes it’s more like a win.  I would have liked to see a Cornell victory, but I have to admit they were probably overmatched in this game.  So we were pretty happy with the tie.  I slept most of the way back to Ithaca, then three days later my first grad school application was due, while I was trying to finish up the last week of classes.  It was a bit of a race to the finish line.  Also, none of my other applications were due for another couple weeks.  Then again, those were due in the middle of finals week.  That’s a story for next time.

October

If September was full of classes, October was even more full of classes (and, spoiler alert: November was even worse).  I took performance rock climbing just so that I would be forced to do something outside of Olin in the middle of the week.  Plus, I like climbing.  Actually, though, if you bring your meals, you can easily spend twelve hours in Olin between classes, office hours, and writing lab reports.  If your research lab is also in Olin, it’s even easier to step outside at eleven at night and realize that you haven’t seen the sun or breathed fresh air since nine in the morning when you came to Olin.

So I spent a lot of time in Olin last semester.  I had one weekend which I not only didn’t spend in Olin, but I wasn’t in Ithaca at all.  It was fall break weekend, and I started it off with my junior year/summer roommate.  In anticipation of cooler weather and in search of fall colors, we decided to hike the Six Mile Creek area.  What we really wanted to do was hike the Cayuga Trail out and back, but I didn’t have time for a seventeen mile hike.  Six Mile Creek was nice.

Some color, though not a lot.

Some color, though not a lot.

 

When I returned to my apartment, I had enough time to eat a peanut butter and jam sandwich before I headed out again to the band room.  The band had been asked to play at a wedding, and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to (kind of) attend a wedding.  We played after the ceremony, and besides the Alma Mater, we also played the Muppets theme song and a few other selections.  I mean, it’s in our folder, and they requested it, so we played it.  After the wedding, I returned to my apartment, had dinner, did laundry, and packed my bags.

While my classmates went home to see family, or stayed in Ithaca to catch up on work and relax, I was headed off to a conference [Society of Rheology annual meeting, if anyone’s interested] with the research group I had worked in over the summer.  We left early Sunday morning, then I spent the next three and a half days listening to talks about anything and everything involving liquids, suspensions, colloids, polymers, and bread dough.  Yes, really.

Waterfall at Six Mile Creek

Waterfall at Six Mile Creek

Upon my return to Ithaca, I had two days to get together with my lab group and put together a lab report.  We’d been working on our parts separately but we needed to edit and pull the parts together into a semi-coherent report.  We met on Saturday morning at 9 in the morning and worked until 3 in the afternoon.  After that, I ate a peanut butter and jam sandwich (I ate a lot of peanut butter and jam sandwiches last fall, okay?) and went to the red/white hockey game.  The red/white game kicks off the hockey season, and features Cornell against . . . Cornell.  The men’s and women’s teams split up into a red team and a white team, and the band splits as well (freshmen/seniors/grad students/alumni in the white band, sophomores/juniors in the red band).  The band thinks it’s a whole lot of fun, and spends the week leading up to the game, not to mention the game itself, heckling anyone in the opposite band.

And with the next week came another lab, another lab report, and so on and so forth.  Repeat until everyone passes out the semester ends.