|The one and only Professor Kramnick and I.|
As for the final itself, the ambiance was very relaxed and calm as everyone was ready to finish with their academics at Cornell. It's not because no one liked the learning experience, it was just the idea of completing it, picking up your certificate, taking a selfie with Professor Kramnick and saying that you finished a literal undergraduate course at Cornell for credits is awesome. The final in my opinion was not bad at all. The questions were ridiculously easy (if you studied), although the time constraint for some (like myself) was killer. It was a 2 hour, + 10 minute beforehand planning and reading section. After the 2 hours of testing that flew by like a summer breeze we all began to get anxious. Why were we becoming so anxious? Well simply said, it's because so many of us are restless when idle.
|Our discussion group with Vijay wearing shades, center left.|
|Last meal at Trillium, it was fried fish, a REALLY GOOD BUTTER BISCUIT, chips, and cream of corn.|
P.K. was not the only one to take a photo with, Vijay our TA also had that right of passage. What initially everyone wanted was a selfie with him--but then he suggested a giant group photo (or someone did) and everyone seemed in accordance with that. We all went to the courtyard entrance of Goldwin Smith Hall and took a picture next to the sitting statue of Andrew Dickinson White. Right after that, we all went to have lunch at Trillium one last time. Vijay amazingly was willing to join a table of us students for lunch (he never sits with students), perhaps it was because we had an empty seat and Trillium for the most part had none, or maybe just wanted to say one last goodbye to his students. Either way, we had interesting conversations about how on many subjects. These subjects included sports, about the latest Lebron James headliner and the World Cup. We also talked about what was Vijay planning on doing in the future (he wasn't very specific--but that was mainly because he was unsure), but options included being a lecturer, finding some sort of job at D.C., working elsewhere than Ithaca and even going for law school if all else fails. Other than that we also talked about video games, where we were all from and even politics.
After a rather long time at Trillium, Vijay bid us all a very brief and sad goodbye (knowing that we were probably to never see him again), but then he said we all had the approving consent of him to be able to friend him on Facebook. The remaining three of us Jason, Selvyn and I all walked back to Mary Donlon to drop off all of our school items in order to play pool at the RPCC lounge. I'm not an extremely good player at pool, but once I get the rhythm I begin to make rather excellent shots (don't doubt me on this even though I only play the sport around 5 times a year). Right after that, we went back to Donlon again and I was invited to play basketball, but first had to iron a dress shirt to wear for dinner today and I took a nap that was a bit too long and ended up not playing basketball with the rest of the floor.
|Pool with Selvyn and Jason|
As for the ride back "home", some of us went to the talent show and others went back to the dorms. I was an eye-turner coming out of the building and back being dressed so elegantly, I liked that feeling. A lot of people even asked, what's the occasion and responding "dinner", and then receiving the questions "OOOOOOO with who" and then saying "one last supper with the cohort" was a good feeling.
The entire building was still very lively and awake. My lounge had a lot of people from other buildings and floors to begin with. I decided to start packing and by the time I got back to the lobby, there was a good portion of the kids from class including Lisa, Jason, Morgan, Greg, Carla and of course all the floor mates who I endured so many card games and games of RISK with that it's literally pointless to start talking about it. It was really sad, exchanging goodbyes with everyone and knowing that it's a very good possibility that this may be the last time we ever see them again. Then again, that's where social media comes into play and on top of that we all exchange numbers and emails.
|Mixed greens salad.|
|The House Cut Steak with a baked potato, truly worthy for any caveman.|
Learning and experiencing at CUSC has truly been a once in a life time thing, that literally cannot be repeated in any shape or form. Whether it be the academics with P.K. or Mark and Reneta McCarthy or, socializing at the parties commissioned by the RCA's, making bonds with an pool of people that you will definitely never forget--it's incredible that this even exists and we're all fortunate to have this opportunity. Sorry about the late blog, I honestly fell asleep on the blog because it was so early in the morning (the lack of sleep accumulating within the past 26 days creept up behind me), and I was awake to say goodbye to the people who were leaving the building at such early hours. It was inevitable, but there would ultimately be and end to this portion of summer.