Thoughts
I've learned recently, that Livejournal takes a concerted effort. Many times I really wonder if writing something so that people can read it really has any therapeutic value. I know that writing, for me, has a lot of value but there have been many times lately where writing has seemed rather pointless when I know exactly who the countless people that read it are and could probably pretty accurately calculate their responses. None-the-less, I think the therapeutic value may be worth it, or at least I will pretend it is.
Lately, I have been overwhelmed with the amount of work that I have had to do. I love my job, but I can honestly understand why not many undergrads are hired. It's extremely hard to balance being a Hall Director with classes and other organizations. I manage to do it, and do it well, but it's no easy task. This semester I have taken on too much and the other day I really had a breakdown and had to finally give in to the fact that you really have to take life one-day at a time and to break the big picture up into puzzle pieces that will fit well together in the final product. It has helped a lot with my stress levels, but at the same time, I know that balance is something I must continue to work on because if I don't do it now, Graduate School will kick my ass.
I have done a lot of reflection in the past few weeks and to think that this is my last year at UF is absolutely terrifying. It's definitley not the school (Even though I wouldn't change where i went for anything), but rather the friendships that I will be leaving in the next year that terrify me. Some, I know I will never lose, but there are definitley a few that I just have the feeling once I drive down I-75 they will not follow close behind.
On the bright side, I have narrowed down my grad school choices somewhat. I do have a solid number one choice at this point, but I still have a few months before I will know anything.
Seems I have written enough for now---
~Peace
Lately, I have been overwhelmed with the amount of work that I have had to do. I love my job, but I can honestly understand why not many undergrads are hired. It's extremely hard to balance being a Hall Director with classes and other organizations. I manage to do it, and do it well, but it's no easy task. This semester I have taken on too much and the other day I really had a breakdown and had to finally give in to the fact that you really have to take life one-day at a time and to break the big picture up into puzzle pieces that will fit well together in the final product. It has helped a lot with my stress levels, but at the same time, I know that balance is something I must continue to work on because if I don't do it now, Graduate School will kick my ass.
I have done a lot of reflection in the past few weeks and to think that this is my last year at UF is absolutely terrifying. It's definitley not the school (Even though I wouldn't change where i went for anything), but rather the friendships that I will be leaving in the next year that terrify me. Some, I know I will never lose, but there are definitley a few that I just have the feeling once I drive down I-75 they will not follow close behind.
On the bright side, I have narrowed down my grad school choices somewhat. I do have a solid number one choice at this point, but I still have a few months before I will know anything.
Seems I have written enough for now---
~Peace