I love that feeling. I remember skipping down the hill from University after my last exam (end of October), with precisely four months of summer holiday before me. There's nothing like it, and for some reason it makes you want to spend money. Anyone else get that? I felt compelled to buy new headphones after my last exam. Good ones.
Economics was a bitch. They only had two lectures per week, and they were both at 8am. When it takes slightly over an hour to travel to uni (plus somewhat-dodgy-but-still-environmentally-friendly public transport), this is not conducive to actual learning. And the lecturer was old! At least 70, probably in his late 70s. And talk about conservative! Imagine little old shoulder-length-hair liberal Alpha listening to this drone at 8am! So most of my learning did not occur in that environment. In tutorial, I had a young Vietnamese post-grad, who struggled to explain complicated principles in clear English. He was conservative too, and kept telling us about how his parents escaped from (communist) Vietnam. He was a right riot though, and once you bridged the language gap, he was on to it. I owe my economics grade to this guy.
I fitted in better in my environmental studies class. I enjoyed how they considered your own body as part of the wider environment; a wonderful holistic approach. We learned a lot about toxicology and nutrition, which I hadn't expected. I took a lot out of this class.
My religious studies course was titled 'Religions of the World', but it wasn't approached as you might expect. Each week we looked at a new theme, and these themes were built around issues, such as terrorism, the insights of psychology, environmentalism, etc. Within these themes, the different world religions were presented to us. I thought it was a fantastic approach to what otherwise would've been horribly linear and boring. Tutorials were great to debate, because we had a mix of people. The fundamentalist Baptist girl, the liberal Catholic (me), the quiet agnostic, and the atheist who had read so much Richard Dawkins that it wasn't funny. We became unlikely friends, and had coffee together after our exam.
My international relations class was a hoot. The lecturer was so openly left-wing that it made me happy. He was always on about how Obama is the greatest thing to happen to America. And he'd know; he was an American. Boston, he was from. He never hid his bias, which I thought was a good thing, and not just because I agreed with him. I doubt many actually disagreed though. University is usually the breeding ground of these types. My tutor was really scruffy and alternative. He had really greasy hair, perennial stubble, and a feather earring. Sorry for being vain, but those things do get noticed. He was a centrist, which always confused me, but he made a good moderator of discussions. Oh yeah, and my lecturer for this class is off to West Point (or some other US military academy in the North East), despite largely being a pacifist. He said he was invited to teach students why anti-Americanism existed, why it is dangerous, and what can be done to counter it. I gave him a loud cheer for that.
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