It’s all over and I got a small droplet of Andre in my eye. Senior theses were due at 4PM today, and thesis writers and their kin gathered on and around the steps of Olin to pop several hundred bottle$ at 4PM. There were several dogs and many, many people. And lots of love. And so many potential Wescams.
A huge and loving congratulations to all senior thesis writers. You are all beautiful and I love you. You can reread parts 1-10 of THESISCRAZY here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.
Here are some photos from the steps c/o medusa and Meli. Seniors, if you aren’t too drunk yet, send us some more to include! Either message us some on Facebook or email staff[at]wesleying[dot]org
Rejected post title: “P-Safe Writes Up Every Thesis-Writer for Open-Container Violation on Steps of Olin”
Though it is unknown just how many seniors were up finishing their theses late Thursday night, or still finishing them yesterday, once the clock struck 4:00 p.m., everyone was done—we hope— and as per tradition, another class of thesis writers gathered on the steps of Olin to celebrate. The downpour posed no hindrance to the celebrators, as they only added to the wintry wetness by popping a myriad of champagne bottles. The writers were joined by an ensemble of Taiko drummers, who, using plastic topped garbage cans, pounded away, providing an appropriate accompaniment to this journey’s end. Smiles, hugs, and bellows of joys were abound, and there were even a couple of tears. They’re done with their theses, but not with Wesleyan, and this tradition seems the ample way to lead them to that end, as the Class of 2013 moves into its final month here.
Also of note was a concurrent bridal procession, who also happened to be taking photos at Olin on this particularly rainy day. Shout-out to the bride and groom, who found more celebration on campus than they probably expected.
Previous THESISCRAZY coverage here. Full photo gallery past the jump. It’s your turn now, 2014.
Plans for April 12: “Getting really drunk and then going to see Spring Breakers.“
To get this out of the way: yes, I don’t have any science students in this lovely Part 2; I do, however, have a Classics major (and I guess those are more rare?). But exciting news: we will definitely probably most likely kinda sorta have some science kiddies in our next post (Science people, OPEN YOUR CARRELS TO US. WHERE DO YOU LIVE?!?!).
Read after the jump to see more THESISCRAZY seniors. For previous THESISCRAZY installments, click here. To see our very nice 2013 THESISCRAZY Part 1, check it out here.
The night before finals (yeah, that’s tonight) is a night to scream. Jason Shatz ’14 was thoughtful enough to set up a Facebook event for the occasion:
‘Tis the season to scream! Some people scream over holiday shopping. Others scream about a pending apocalypse.
But here at Wesleyan, we scream about the monsoon of papers with pending due dates and exams that are scheduled within the next few days. The first ones are tomorrow, so you know what that means…
It’s time to scream your lungs out! Never mind quiet hours, we’re too stressed for that. Let’s engage in one more community gathering – the only chance for community-based stress relief this semester.
At midnight, come out of your study bunkers at Olin, SciLi, wherever you are. You know what to do!
Date: Monday, December 10 (okay, technically Tuesday, whatever)
Time: Gather at 11:55, scream at 12:00
Place: Olin steps (or anywhere)
Facebook event: Link
And with that—a boisterous rendition of the “Wesleyan Fight Song,” a few loud champagne corks, a flurry of hugs, and a palpable sense of relief—it’s all over. Nine months of work, dispatched in one drunken hour on the Olin steps. (Special thanks to Charlotte, guys.) Not even the Open Container Policy can squash this storied tradition. It’s a good time to be a senior, eh? (You know. Except the whole “graduating in a month” thing.)
After spending two weeks interviewing writers and documenting Thesis-Land despair, it’s hard not to feel some vicarious sense of relief. I know where you worked. I know what caffeinated beverages you downed in your carrel. I know how many nights you slept in ST Lab. I know how many times you re-wore the same pants. (Well, no. I don’t.) And I am terrified for next year.
Consider this a hearty ‘grats to all thesis-writers, whether you were profiled on this blog or not. Scroll on for a full gallery, and click past the jump for a brief, shaky video clip of the “Wesleyan Fight Song.”