Friday, June 3, 2011

Future

I am currently incredibly nervous. Monday I start probably the hardest set of classes I've ever taken. Three semester long classes done in four weeks is crazy intense. You should see the amount of reading, assignments, and tests they cram into that period, and I have no clue what speech will require. One of the main reasons I wanted to take intro to public speaking over the summer was so that it would be the only class I have to focus on, and then of course it is only offered the same session as a much harder class. I did some reading for astronomy yesterday just to get a head start, and let's just say it went right over my head. It will be quite shocking to me if I manage to get an A in that class, which I'd like to do to preserve the new gpa level I accomplished last semester. My brain thinks more and more lately about the future. I know we aren't supposed to worry, but you are either crazy or lying if you say you don't. I think it's natural to have anxiety. I am now a girl with a permit, but as of yet haven't gotten up the courage to try driving with my dad. I kind of just want to wait until my friend can be here in July. But that only gives me a month to get comfortable driving before my birthday, and I don't know if someone as nervous as me can be ready that quickly. Hopefully driving everyday I can get there. Then there is my future job. Unfortunately I can't do much of anything with only a bachelors degree in psychology. My dream is to someday be a counselor, but that of course requires surviving grad school. Which I'm definately not willing to get into straight out of undergrad. I just need a break from being a student. But most likely my first job will be as a PSR worker. And that isn't exactly a dream job. With as little patience as I have with my mentally disabled sister, I never imagined I'd have any future working with them. And then...for extra credits at my high school in Fresno, I decided I would peer tutor in a functional skills classroom. That of course led to me working as an aid again at Kuna high, working in the special needs classes. Then this year, I needed a place to do field experience, and no one would respond and I had little help finding a place. So I decided to apply at the center my sister goes to (well childrens branch of the same company) and ended up doing my field experience with children with mental and physical disabilities at Gem State Developmental Center. So in all honesty, I will probably look pretty good on paper for working somewhere as a PSR worker. Pay is ok for a first job, and most companies are willing to train. I just don't know if it will be a job I enjoy or dread. Working with special needs children takes an abundant amount of patience, and I'm just not sure I have it.