I aced my personality theory test 36 out of 36 points available. I wish I could say that I feel it’s due to my brilliant mind and less with the fact that this professor just wants us to regurgitate what he says in class word for word. Maybe I am really understanding the material, I certainly love it, but I just feel that maybe I’m the Jung to his Freud. My cohort Leslie found this little comparison hilarious- she’s taking him for seminar.
The adolescence support group was very successful tonight. We discussed dating and what the kids would like in a potential girlfriend/boyfriend. They had a lot of really great answers and at the end we all wrote personal ads outlining their good qualities and the qualities they’d like to find in others. It was a bit cheesy but the other counselor and I were able to have a lot of really nice dialogue with the kids about many different subjects tonight.
From the younger crowd of kids I have a new fan. One little guy, aged 4-5 whose mom gave him an adorable mo hawk,followed me around for the beginning of the evening until I had to go upstairs to start group. When I returned he recounted all the things he had accomplished in the new kids group we implemented tonight. I’m glad the younger kids now have a nice program to attend on Tuesdays instead of just playing outside when they’re some what tired from the day.
I’m currently reading Rollo May. Although his methods aren’t really testable I can still enjoy him from a philosophical standpoint.
The registrar approved three of the four classes I plan to take this summer. I need to set up an appointment with the department chair in order to get the abnormal class for my major approved. I’m dreading the meeting, the first time I stepped into his office to get a class waived he was very gruff. Then at the end of the meeting his way of dismissing me was waving me off with his hands. I still had a question you twit. In addition to that I’ll have to ask him if he’ll accept a desultory psych class that I took at a different college that this college does not have available. I want those two stinky little credits going towards the forty I need to graduate.
Every day after the gym I end up having the urge to hyperventilate when I think about the things I need to accomplish during the week. It’s not a lot in each class but it adds up over all and I just end up slightly confused at the beginning of each week until I make my plan. I’m also getting rather annoyed that my biological psych professor has a quiz for us every Wednesday. I’m not annoyed about the quiz but the fact that they are falling on Wednesday every. single. week. Because on Tuesday nights I’m over at Henderson House and I feel like shit each time I have to leave the kids right after our session to study for an idiotic “Reading Progress Quiz”. I wouldn’t be getting A’s on all the exams (or knowlege celebrations I love that term) if I wasn’t reading the text.
I’m also slowly realizing that I’m seriously fucked for fall semester. Two seminars, what am I thinking. Oh right, transfer student.
There isn’t any time for that Walter.
*seize*