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So much has happened since the last post that it boggles the mind. I don't know why I've fallen off the journal train, especially considering it was once one of my favorite things to do every day. And it was especially handy when taking trips and wanting to remember and relive special moments.
I guess this next week or so will be pretty momentous. August 27-28 I will be undertaking my PV's at work, which is essentially an evaluation that involves me demonstrating all the things I've learned in these last months. At times I think I'm terrible and absolutely can't pass. Most of the time I'm cautiously optimistic. It's crunch time, but I'm a little bit frustrated that I can't practice at home the same way as I could with our non-radar evaluations.
I'm living with two other gals from my class. Sam is going to Houston also, while Lindsay is heading to JAX. It's been fun, and from an anthropological standpoint it's interesting to see how our dynamics have changed over time. Essentially, what happens after the novelty and politeness has worn thin. Not that there's strife, but definitely you have to leave sensitivity at the door. Not that this is hard for me, dense as I am.
I have four more days of class time before evals on Monday. Terrified. I can't imagine getting all that much better in time. Today was definitely a case of the Mondays, with my first problem being absolutely horrid. Didn't help that I slept hardly at all this weekend, trying to readjust my schedule from nights to days. It's 6 pm and I am struggling to stay awake, just a little bit longer so that I can have a restful night's sleep.
I have never studied as much as I have here. Especially in non-radar, where we would come home and run the scenarios again. Can't do that with Radar, due to the complexity of the programs, so I'm at home reading the living daylights out of Standard Operating Procedures and Letters of Agreement. It sounds as fun as it is.
The first 3.5 months out here in OKC I thought there was plenty to do and I wouldn't get tired of it. And truly, there are still many things on my list I wasn't able to accomplish. That being said, I am intensely ready to be home. I miss humidity and the special Houston blend of pollens. I miss the food, the people, etc. Of course, as soon as I get back I will be thrown into a whole new ballgame, but at least my mother's cooking (and smothering) will bring some comfort =)
Alrighty, I have kept myself awake long enough with chores and writing this and apartment hunting that I can now go to bed guilt free
I guess this next week or so will be pretty momentous. August 27-28 I will be undertaking my PV's at work, which is essentially an evaluation that involves me demonstrating all the things I've learned in these last months. At times I think I'm terrible and absolutely can't pass. Most of the time I'm cautiously optimistic. It's crunch time, but I'm a little bit frustrated that I can't practice at home the same way as I could with our non-radar evaluations.
I'm living with two other gals from my class. Sam is going to Houston also, while Lindsay is heading to JAX. It's been fun, and from an anthropological standpoint it's interesting to see how our dynamics have changed over time. Essentially, what happens after the novelty and politeness has worn thin. Not that there's strife, but definitely you have to leave sensitivity at the door. Not that this is hard for me, dense as I am.
I have four more days of class time before evals on Monday. Terrified. I can't imagine getting all that much better in time. Today was definitely a case of the Mondays, with my first problem being absolutely horrid. Didn't help that I slept hardly at all this weekend, trying to readjust my schedule from nights to days. It's 6 pm and I am struggling to stay awake, just a little bit longer so that I can have a restful night's sleep.
I have never studied as much as I have here. Especially in non-radar, where we would come home and run the scenarios again. Can't do that with Radar, due to the complexity of the programs, so I'm at home reading the living daylights out of Standard Operating Procedures and Letters of Agreement. It sounds as fun as it is.
The first 3.5 months out here in OKC I thought there was plenty to do and I wouldn't get tired of it. And truly, there are still many things on my list I wasn't able to accomplish. That being said, I am intensely ready to be home. I miss humidity and the special Houston blend of pollens. I miss the food, the people, etc. Of course, as soon as I get back I will be thrown into a whole new ballgame, but at least my mother's cooking (and smothering) will bring some comfort =)
Alrighty, I have kept myself awake long enough with chores and writing this and apartment hunting that I can now go to bed guilt free