First semester of grad school: done! All sorts of crazy happened along the way, but I made it out alive. The only exam we had was even easier than I thought, and I was probably one of the least worried in the class. Then again, theory terms have now pretty much become part of my cohort’s regular vocab, and, more critically, we were pretty much told everything but the application part, so it shouldn’t have been that shocking. The other two courses had final papers, and coming from psych where lit reviews were the norm, they didn’t really worry me either.
This last week before break, I finally had time to get some work stuff done and start planning for spring. With a few strategic moves, I was able to land my informal prac with student-athletes in the spring and work that into my advising and course schedule pretty seamlessly. By the grace of the AAC, I get spring break off work as a bonus, which will be perfect timing for what shall henceforth be dubbed Mission: Midwest Internship. Objectives- visit my Midwest peeps while visiting a select list of Wisconsin and Illinois universities with athletic programs, and leaving with one of them hiring me as a summer intern. I’ve already been in touch with UW-Madison, and it would be a great opportunity to meet my contacts there in person regardless, but hopefully, it will result in working together over the summer, too.
Yes, I’m crazy enough to give up my week of freedom that could be spent on a Florida beach or other awesome warm location to trek through snow in the tundra, but I’m determined. (And besides, I owe Austin, like, 5 visits.) Coach Taylor’s infamous pre-game speech from Friday Night Lights is quickly becoming my mantra for life. It’s been working so far…
