| July 17, 2001 1:35a.m. |
| Apathy is such a bad thing, and I'm overflowing with it lately. I'm not sure whether or not it should be comforting that this seems to be a sentiment that I share with nearly everyone in my program. We're all ruing the day we decided that a Masters in Rehab Counseling was a "good idea." I mean, short program, easy classes, how bad could it possibly be? If you EVER have thoughts like this....run...fast...and far... Packing up my apartment for my move to the Southside in two weeks. I'm trying to resist the temptation to just throw a bunch of this shit away. I mean, really, how many coffee mugs do Thomas and I need? :) I've decided that I've outgrown Gainesville men. After my adventures in Little Italy in May, how can I possibly think that any of the men that live in this poor excuse for a town are good enough? There are no grand romantic gestures, no beautiful black haired, blue eyed men in three piece suits standing outside a little Italian Cafe. And there are definitely no Italian accents. :::sigh::: The ones that are good enough are all my best friends. Funny how that seems to happen wherever I go these days. Up to 8 rejections on the novel now and I'm starting to get worried that my writing really is as bad as I think it is. Hmmm....good thing I haven't quit my day job....of course, getting a day job would be the first step in the right direction. |
| Well, the process of applying for the day job is officially underway. Of course, the pay is WRETCHED and I have to make it through burocratic red tape, urinalysis and polygraph, but hey, at least the red tape won't be bad. I know that at least one of you has placed a bet that I won't pass the drug test....thanks for the support guys, I love you, too. Finally got through the god-forsaken sexuality project. Finally! My obsession with my website has paid off! Hurray! I just hope I get an A. I better get an A. I better get all As. oh, man I need some sleep. Too bad that's not going to happen any time soon. I'm moving in THREE DAYS and I have a 15 page paper due on Wednesday that I've written all of 2 pages on. I have mastered the art of procrastination! The next week begins fun with finals and my last counseling session EVER...or at least that's the plan for now. Next thing you know I will be starting my own practice. Oy to the world. |
| July 24, 2001 12:24a.m. |
| July 31, 2001 10:03 p.m. |
| Papers and moving and finals, oh my! Thank god there's only one week of summer bullshit left to do or else I would completely lose my mind. Well, no cable or ethernet yet, but I'm in my lovely new two bedroom apartment on the other side of Gainesville...right back where I started out. :::sigh::: Thomas has claimed the downstairs bathroom as the Little Boy's room and the back bedroom (aka my office) as his own to use as he pleases. He already knows my gate code and next thing I know he'll be asking me for a key and having his mail sent here. You'd think we were married or something. Still extremely busy unpacking boxes and trying to find things. The most frequently asked question this weekend: "Hey Renee, where'd you put my..." Lots of stuff to do, but I want to update the jokelist after this weekend's fiascos, so email me with your ideas and suggestions. Still applying for the sheriff's job and whatnot...Oy. I have NEVER been so happy for a summer to End!!! |
| August 3, 2001 5:32 pm |
| Last night I helped Thomas schlep his shit out to BFE to his new house. The place is beautiful but quite literally in the middle of no where. Not only is it beyond the "city" lights of Gainesville, but it's also a mile back on a dirt road. But Thomas' new closet is bigger than his bathroom at "the pit" and he has a hottub, too. Thomas may have claimed my downstairs bathroom as his own, but I may claim his closet as my second home. I miss the hottub days of otown. Of course...that's pretty much all I miss from living in otown. Today was a day for ends and beginnings and sleeping and getting nothing done...at least so far. Had my last counseling session at Meta (yay no more fun with addicts) and then went to legacy to turn in my keys and gatecard. THank GOD! No more really cool free gym (which incidentally was obnoxiously overcrowded when I thomas and I attempted to work out last night) but also no more pet fees for having Frank off the leash (no one at my new place leashes their dogs)Then went to meet with my thesis advisor and realize how much work I still have to do on that evil thing. After that had lunch with Thomas and Jason and Big Steve and Melissa. I'm not sure I want the rehab folk and the teen court folk mixing anymore. I was waiting for Jason and Thomas to kill each other until our food came. I think they are okay in the same room as long as they're both stuffing their faces and unable to put their feet in their mouths. Came home to do a work phone call only to hae the family want me to call back at 3. Took a nap until 3. Called back and they weren't able to do it so I have to call back at 7. Dude, if I don't get this teen court job and I have to keep putting up with this crap, someone is gonna end up dead. |
| August 6, 2001 11:23 pm |
| Today I had one of those bittersweet moments I wish I could remember having at the end of high school as we were all preparing to graduate. We got together before our afternoon classes to take a formal picture of the Masters of Health Science in Rehabilitation Counseling graduating class of 2001 picture to give to our professors at our celebratory party on Wednesday after our last final (Ever!) I think that most of us were a little sad because we've spent so much time together over the past year and even though we still have our internships in the fall, we're going to see so much less of each other it's as if we're already moving on. There's this amazing sense of unity that we share that I never really experienced before. We have taken principles like Unconditional Positive Regard that we learn in class and truly encorporated them (at least for the most part) into the way we interact with each other. We're all so unique and have so many different goals for the future, but we have so many common bonds both in and outside of the classroom. My classmates have touched my life in such an amazing and inspiring way. :::sigh::: One final down, two to go. I'm kind of sad to see it all end, even the insanity and frustration that cramming for three exams in one week inspire. Christy made the point today that I should make up my mind already about a certain someone I've been *seeing* for a somewhat extensive period of time. I suppose to some extent she's right. I really should make up my mind already. It's just hard to decide if he's what I want when I'm not exactly sure what I'm looking for. |