I realize I’m going backwards considering that I’ve already told you about my first year, but I wrote about my first semester and first summer on my previous blog. I wanted to keep all pieces of the journey in one place in the event someone is looking for this type of information.
Can I just say I’m still in shock over the fact that I actually got accepted to graduate school?
Never mind that I’ve actually finished my first semester & managed to get a pretty decent grade.
How many people can actually say they applied to one school & got in on the first try?
Like I said, I’m still in shock.
Usually it takes me at least 2 attempts to get something “right.”
Granted I was only giving “this grad school thing” one try, so I had to give it my best try.
And a BIG “Thank You” to God because I wouldn’t have pulled it off any other way.
I may still be in shock, but I won’t lie to you I am SO glad the semester IS. OVER.
It’s probably a good thing I got accepted and started classes within less than 2 weeks of each other, because I probably would’ve talked myself out of it, for countless (yet mildly stupid) reasons.
But I don’t recommend it.
The night I enrolled in class my mom took me out to dinner to celebrate and then “back to school shopping.” I must’ve put more thought into dinner than I did needed school supplies because all I bought was……
……..wait for it……
I haven’t been in school in almost a decade so naturally they aren’t any real school supplies still lying around the house, so I did really need stuff. Distance learning does change the dynamic some, but not that much.
Oh and at that point my laptop and printer weren’t exactly on speaking terms. I finally got them connected but had yet to actually print a thing.
“Where’s the what?” is not the best answer to the question, “where’s the printer paper?” just in case you were wondering.
Although it was a 5 pack of highlighters. I get extra credit points for that, right?
It took me until the midterm to “catch up” on the work load.
Intellectually speaking I felt like I was playing “catch up” all semester, yet always one step behind no matter what I did.
It’s a real fun way to start something you’re not really that sure about to begin with.
I thought I was just rusty, until I spoke to my advisor and was told that she doesn’t “typically suggest” that students start off with my then-current course.
We had a heart to heart about how I have a tendency to bite off more than I can chew and how she’s more than welcome to tell me to “pump the breaks” if needed, in fact I told her she’ll probably have to.
My living room floor is still littered with books and documents. It looks like the CDF temporarily moved in and then left in a hurry. Major notation of LG & GS is a lot to ask out of one highlighter and a few sticky tabs, but I made it (at least that week).
I knew before I even committed to this that I wanted to take it slow, part time, one class, maybe two. It didn’t take me long before I started to rethink my “grand plan”. But if there’s any blessing in starting with a course I knew nothing about it’s that the rest should be easier (I can hope right?).
I didn’t want to go any further than a BA; that was hard enough to do. As much as I joked around about finding unexpected blessings of sleep deprivation, seemingly unending stress, and lack of control of my own schedule; I didn’t want to go back to that.
I couldn’t put the brakes on a budding career either.
That just wouldn’t make much sense.
I’m trying to find a balance with it all but I’m spending too many days running on too little sleep.
Entering the third decade of life isn’t old, but it’s just a bit too old to be expected to fully function on less than 8 hours of sleep on a regular basis.
I may have fallen asleep sitting up more than once and/or forgotten to brush my teeth once or twice.
I’ve learned that I’m really out of practice when it comes to taking criticism and I’m not happy with B’s (let’s not discuss C’s); a significant difference from my undergrad self.
As difficult as this semester has been there have been a few bright spots.
I did enjoy my first semester of lay formation.
I’m not sure if enjoy is the right word to describe the process of formation since “enjoy” seems to imply an element of ease.
Formation is NOT an easy thing to go through, yet it’s an important piece of the ministry puzzle, if you’re in any type of ministry or have plans to be; since ministry isn’t all about books and important documents.
I’m not sure if I’m in this for the long haul just yet, but I’m not close to wanting to jump ship yet.
That counts for something, right?
*A similar version of this post was written on May 30, 2014