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*Sigh* I wish my life would stop spinning in random directions and just settle down for a while. This week is pretty much . . . nuts, with the tour and everything. Then I come back and have my capstone paper due and my CogPsych final. Then, that Tuesday, I have to go out and buy suitable interviewing clothes (because I really don't have any), go to Green Bay for the dentist appointment for the hole in my tooth, then come back, get Erik, go back home, pick up my new glasses (yay!), hang out with my parents, have a haircut the next morning, come back, have an interview with Amy Uecke for the RHD position, have an interview with the Temple Music Therapy Chair, probably go on a spandex run. Then, Thursday is pretty much full with crew stuff, and Friday we leave. Yikes. My life is very busy.
I think my last Capstone presentation went well. Having a power point really helped, I think. Now I just need to professionalize it-I find that hard because we all like joking in that class, but I have to remember that I'm going to be presenting to the whole Psych department, so it needs to be good. And I could start running my study, if Gottfried wouldn't have been sitting on my IRB proposal for the past 3 1/2 weeks . . .
Speaking of Gottfried, I pretty much hate this CogPsych presentation/paper due this week. It's just so . . . unorganized, I really have little to no idea what's going on. And the presentation's tomorrow. I told Erik I would put together a power point of sorts, just so that we had something, but I really don't know what to put in it. I figure I'll do a general type thing and then we'll just have to fill it in before our presentation tomorrow. Ugh, I hate getting so close to the wire on this.
Kristena forwarded an ad for an RHD position at St. Ambrose College, which is about 15 minutes from her house. I got really excited about it, and I'm going to apply, as soon as I get my cover letter together. On a related note, my mom asked me if I was going to try for the Music Therapy equivalency at Eau Claire to get that out of the way, and I was like 'meh.' It just seems like so much work, and I'm not that excited about it. I think the fact that I get really excited about these RHD jobs, and not so much about the music therapy, is a really big hint to myself about what I want to do with my life. I'm not really looking forward to the reaction from my parents, but I guess maybe I'm worrying about it too much. If it's something I want to do, and it's a good career, then why should it matter? I still haven't decided what I'm going to do next year, but it seems like I have a better idea of what I want to do. Now I'll just keep my fingers crossed that I get one of those jobs . . .
I think my last Capstone presentation went well. Having a power point really helped, I think. Now I just need to professionalize it-I find that hard because we all like joking in that class, but I have to remember that I'm going to be presenting to the whole Psych department, so it needs to be good. And I could start running my study, if Gottfried wouldn't have been sitting on my IRB proposal for the past 3 1/2 weeks . . .
Speaking of Gottfried, I pretty much hate this CogPsych presentation/paper due this week. It's just so . . . unorganized, I really have little to no idea what's going on. And the presentation's tomorrow. I told Erik I would put together a power point of sorts, just so that we had something, but I really don't know what to put in it. I figure I'll do a general type thing and then we'll just have to fill it in before our presentation tomorrow. Ugh, I hate getting so close to the wire on this.
Kristena forwarded an ad for an RHD position at St. Ambrose College, which is about 15 minutes from her house. I got really excited about it, and I'm going to apply, as soon as I get my cover letter together. On a related note, my mom asked me if I was going to try for the Music Therapy equivalency at Eau Claire to get that out of the way, and I was like 'meh.' It just seems like so much work, and I'm not that excited about it. I think the fact that I get really excited about these RHD jobs, and not so much about the music therapy, is a really big hint to myself about what I want to do with my life. I'm not really looking forward to the reaction from my parents, but I guess maybe I'm worrying about it too much. If it's something I want to do, and it's a good career, then why should it matter? I still haven't decided what I'm going to do next year, but it seems like I have a better idea of what I want to do. Now I'll just keep my fingers crossed that I get one of those jobs . . .