Showing posts with label grad school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grad school. Show all posts

Monday, September 28, 2009

less like high school

remember how highschool got easier in senior year. once you were accepted to a school and all that was taken care of all you really had to do was not screw it up. other than that - things were pretty much wrapped.

college isnt looking to mirror that at all. or maybe this search for a job is like the search for your college. maybe im just lazier now than i was then and so its not the work thats harder but motivating myself. i dont really know. either way im staring down this Insiders Guide to Clinical Psych Master/PhD path and i think im gonna lose this battle.

In other words - not working tomorrow, and hoping that in my new found free time (yeah i told myself this last night about my classes cancelled today) I will start working on something whether it be a job search, this insiders guide, or starting to plan out any of my papers for the semester before i get behind. anyway out hopefully by the time i go to do one of these tomorrow night I have accomplished something on that list.

with that said im jumping in bed. here's to a productive tomorrow - for everybody!

cheers
(the picture is of our refrigerator after going food shopping today. its a bitter sweet feeling to have a lot in the apartment again yet have alot less in the bank. hopefully this lasts...)

Thursday, September 17, 2009

flashbacks

no this is not lost or opposite day thus being about flashfoward. intstead it has to do with todays picture which felt like i was in high school again but not necessarily in a bad way.

anyway - today was alright. had an interesting experience with the ram van that ultimately boiled form 'the van is broken they're sending another one' to 'the van needs maintenance - someone is coming' to 'theres something with the keys' which eventually was made clear by the fishing of the car keys out of the storm drain on the street. there was a lot more involved but i dont feel like typing it out.

as much as i would like to regress to that of a 10 year old and ignore decisions and responsibility and all the ugliness ahead and instead run outside and play, i cannot and as such just purchased "Insider's Guide to Graduate Programs in Clinical and Counseling Psychology: 2008/2009 Edition" by recommendation of Tracy Prout.

Looks like there is no turning back after all.

edit: decided not to include said picture. instead i am replacing it with one i took earlier in the day. i like it more - fits more with the whole wanting to return to 10 years old. and don't worry - i joined in after taking this.