The road ahead

Today, I met with my advisor to plan my Program of Study...which is a sheet that charts out which classes I take which semester. We planned through this summer, at which time we will plan the rest. To my knowledge, it is basically a formality since the Bluebook I had to buy last week at orientation has the proposed sequence for courses. I am enrolled in 4 next semester, including counseling 5 individuals one-on-one in a surveillance-type environment with a bug in my ear. I am also taking 2 courses in the summer.
Other than meeting with my advisor, I worked this morning. Things were quiet but at the staff meeting we learned about a new project we will have. So hopefully that will take a few weeks! I feel guilty sitting there with nothing to do but studying and school work. I want to advise people! But October is when pre-registration for Spring starts so I should be busier then. For now, I get ahead on reading and do research for the projects I have in my classes. I also switched my schedule for this week with the person I share the office with so I am working in the morning tomorrow and she will work on Friday! Which is awesome b/c it means I can drive home earlier in the morning!

I went home this past weekend for a family get together with my surrogate grandparents. I wasn't planning on going home again until time for the State Fair but it looks like I am going home this weekend to go to my Bf's brother's MBA graduation and to celebrate my maternal grandfather's birthday.

I REALLY missed my job and the kids today. At 3:30 I found myself wanting to call out group names for snack (that's something I did there). I never thought I would miss a job so much or want life to go back like it was but I do. And not to be cliche but it is becoming "the good old days". And I realize that what I am doing now is putting me on the career path I want since I am treated as a "professional-in-training". But I loved that job more than any job ever...and my co-workers. It was like a sort of second family to me. I know that even if I went back it wouldn't be the same as last year...but there are days that I want to and am driven to do so. But I keep it in my heart and remind myself that I will reach kids on an even deeper level when I have graduated.

I was told tonight by my "sister" Monica that homesickness doesn't go away but that it does get better. That's the most honest thing I have been told. I just keep reminding myself that this opportunity is good for me and full of good experiences. Some days it's hard...Most days it's hard. When I am in class I am fine. It's when I have all of that time to think that it gets rough. But I guess I am really motivated to follow this career path and be a counselor of various levels. It's the only thing I can think of to explain why I have stayed this long...well, that and my daddy's support. :)

Well that's enough blogging for now...there are chapters to be read and emotions to be expressed in class journals.