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It’s all a blur

The last four weeks have been a blur. A real, true to form blur. My first two classes, Ethics and MFT Theories, have been very challenging, demanding, and interesting so far! I took my Ethics midterm on Tuesday and feel as though I did well (fingers crossed). Tomorrow is the MFT exam – which will likely be ten times harder because all the theories seem to overlap and blend, and terms like fusion, emotional cut-off, and differentiation have a hard time staying in their respective theory groups for me. But on the other hand, topics like family boundaries, hierarchical structures, and enmeshment are doing alright. (Yep, this is me name-dropping, haha. I feel as though I’ve deserved it for making study guide, charts, and more study guides, followed by flash cards and compulsive color coding via highlighting.)

One thing I’m pleased with is my somewhat pseudo-routined endeavor to take an LA Fitness class called Body Works & Abs on Monday and Friday mornings, which is an intensive cardio and strength training torturous experience that alternates between invigorating me and making me feel like death warmed-over. I follow that up with coffee and studying pretty much all day. Tuesdays and Thursdays I wake up at 6 (good grief, still can’t get used to that) and am on the shuttle to Main campus at 7am. Classes go from 9 to 4, with a substantial break for lunch between. Wednesdays are my work days, followed by studying-for-Thursday-days, Saturdays are also full of work, and Sundays are my sleep/veg/study/clean days. Ask me how I fit in a social life and quality time with my loved ones, and I honestly don’t have a clue. But I’m enjoying the challenge, I feel I’ve risen to it (most days), and I look forward to a year from now when it’s all coming to a swift end.

One thing that’s sort of made me hesitant to post is the concept of self-disclosure that I’ve learned in my Ethics class. Surprisingly (or not), my future therapy clients may or may not be very curious about who I am. I don’t blame them, they’re opening up to me and I’m staying fairly quiet about myself, but the very fact that they might find this blog and read stuff that I wouldn’t necessarily share with them is disconcerting. This worry is similar in regards to Facebook, although I have uber-protective settings on that. I’m contemplating exporting this blog and revamping it on a new site with a pen-name and minimal self-disclosure, just focusing explicitely on stories of movies, TV, politics, food, and stuff like that. It’s a shame, too, because I love Lena’s Beat, but I am finding it to be too worrysome in terms of ‘exposure’ lately, and I’m heading more and more towards a more discreet outlet.

Anywho, I’m off to bed. I’m feeling rather accomplished, I’ve completed three pretty hefty tasks related to school today, and I’ve still had some time to share on here! Hope you’re doing well, too!

When it rains, it pours

Where has my excitement about syllabus day gone? That’s what I’d like to know. I’ve always been a fan of first days of school – I mean, hell, my favorite aisle in any store is the stationary aisle. I love new binders, pencils, and highlighters, and I loved syllabus day…until yesterday. I know that teachers try to start out tough and punitive, so I tried to take everything that was said with a grain of salt, but I wasn’t succeeding. All I kept hearing was how there’d be a TON of reading this semester (exact words), HUGE research papers (exact words), and a cumulative exam. God help me.

Maybe I just got lazy over the past month. Maybe it’s because the first day of classes was on my worst/busiest day of the week – Tuesday. Maybe it’s because it was pouring rain and I was soaked and freezing by the time I got home, and wanted nothing more than to forget any of it happened. I’m sure I’m not alone, so that gives me some comfort.

On a positive note, I got all of my textbooks in yesterday, courtesy of the UPS and Chegg.com! They even sent me this adorable bottle opener! (I guess they figured that beer opening would prove to be good advertising?)


Well, here’s to a better second day of school tomorrow!

Write soon,
~Lena