appointments

This post is a little ironic...just to warn you.

This semester is the craziest one of my life, ever. When I was applying for grad school and going through the interview process and whatnot, I didn't really know what to expect. I was still in college, in my senior year (and for anyone who's been there, you know that by that time you really don't care about anything but graduation and not being in school anymore, so you don't really do homework or if you do its just a burden. all excitement for learning has long come and gone). I didn't know what grad school would be like, but I knew that I had to go (because, honestly, what can you do with a psychology degree and only a small amount of experience...that's right, nothing) and I wanted to go because I want to become a therapist. (That's such a grown-up word...therapist. I don't know why I feel that way, but I don't feel like I will ever be a "therapist," and people will always view me as a "counselor" instead- which, by the way, is quite different- since I look so young). Anyways, I came into grad school and my first semester was fabulous. I made lots of new friends, enjoyed my classes, and although I was busy, I still had free time and was still able to breathe.

This semester, however, things have changed. I no longer have free time, and breathing...well let's just say if it didn't come naturally without thinking about it, I would probably die because I don't have time to think about that. Not only do I have a full graduate assistantship at school (where I work 20 hours a week, teach an undergrad class, and my tuition is paid for plus a stipend--TOTALLY worth it by the way), 12 hours of classes (and only 9 is considered full time for grad school), lots of homework including an average of 10 chapters of various books to read per week, a weekend job that takes up my Friday and Saturday nights, I also have added an internship this semester that takes up the remaining 10 hours of my week that I'm not sleeping (which isn't much these days). Sounds like fun, right!?

Grad school is wonderful. Sounds like an oxymoron, but really, I'm loving it. Every class that I'm in is intriguing and interesting and I am getting to practice and hone my skills as a therapist (still sounds weird to me haha!) And being busy isn't so bad, because it makes things go by quicker than normal. Currently, I'm sitting in my office at school because there still aren't many students needing appointments since class just started, and although I should be reading, obviously, I am not.

Oh, and back to the title of this post...my sister texted me on Sunday and asked me if we could talk on the phone this week and catch up, and I quite literally had to make an appointment. I had to look at my schedule and find a time for a 30 min- 1 hour phone convo. Let's just say I have yet to fit it in. Yikes.

So despite how busy I am, I am sitting here, procrastinating, talking about how busy I am, instead of actually doing something productive, ironically enough. One would think that when you get out of college you grow up a little in that area, but let's be honest, I am as responsible as they come, but sometimes you just need to zone out for a while. I think I'm done now. Back to the grind :)