I should be transcribing a fifteen minute counseling session for class, but it is almost as much fun as watching paint dry. And I'm only one third the way through it! Yay!
School has been taking up most of my life recently. I am not used to the quarter system, everything moves so fast. It's only the fourth week and already we have midterms and midterm projects. Bleh. Ah, such is school. I still greatly prefer it to working at Broder. :)
Two good things about it is that I am so interested in what I am learning, and the other people in my program are fantastic. Very kind, compassionate, but fun and creative people. We usually have a good time discussing topics, even when those topics are extremely depressing. The best part is that there is a core group of five who are all on the two year track together, so we have all our classes together. We are all women of varying ages, but we get along very well. There are still times when I feel a little overwhelmed and some doubt creeps into the back of my head when I think, "is this really the right path for me?" But, that comes less and less often. More often, I think, "wow, this is really perfect for me."
I had a great moment in class the other day. Everyone knows I was a philosophy undergrad (and psychology is a natural extension of philosophy). The topic turned to perception and reality. My professor asked the class of about thirty, "What is reality?" Everyone turned and looked at me, and someone said, "Well, Jessica?" Like any good philosophy major, I said, "I don't even want to go there!" Becca, and anyone who has been around our philosophical discussions, knows what I mean. Ah, school...
Okay, back to transcribing... :P
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