Yup. I fell into a hole and couldn’t get back out of it. After promising and promising to myself that I will continue blogging each week, I failed-yet again. I have been keeping up with my YT channel though, so I haven’t completely fallen off the face of the earth (www.youtube.com/beonkie), check it out!
As I am sitting in my bed, smelling my fall candle that is crackling in the background, while I drink my Shipyard Pumpkin Head beer.. I want to say cheers to turning a new leaf (like how I did that? -.-) haha.
My summer was a busy summer, with working practically full time and going to my internship twice a week as well as keeping my social life on point.. It was very overwhelming but overall I wouldn’t have changed it in any way.
I learned more about psychology and how it relates to everyday life, it’s a very abstract subject and there’s nothing straightforward about psychology. That’s what I like the most about it. For example, in the medical field, it relates to hospitals or health facilities; but with psychology, you deal with it everywhere and everyday. Whether you’re at work, home, or out and about, it’s all around us. I think that’s really cool actually.
Let’s talk a little about my experience at my internship, it was at a mental health center (I can not say where exactly due to HIPPA), where I got to shadow mental health counselor/personal trainer. At first I thought that it wasn’t going to have anything to do with psychology, and to be honest my first week there gave me doubts. Personal Trainer’s have these set client lists that they have to meet with each week depending on their care plan. Long story short, we met with the clients each week at the YMCA in the town and taught them how to exercise as well as communicate with them about how to be healthy, stay healthy and just be a friend. These said clients have one or more of the numerous mental issues that are in today’s world.. Some clients were at the YMCA to gain strength and some were there to just be with someone who is willing to talk to them. The mental health counselors form a relationship with these clients and learn about their everyday behaviors. Some were shy whenever I was around but by the end of my 8 week internship some told me that they were going to really miss me. You could say that I formed some kind of relationship with them also.
Now, as I start my LAST semester at FPU, I can’t help but have some regrets… I wish that I had formed relationships with other students here on campus. That’s the struggle with being a commuter student, you only see one side of the students in the classroom. You don’t get to see who they really are, just a face or a body in classroom trying to learn the material. Although I have been at FPU for what feels like way too long; I have seen others surpass me and I have seen my current classmates for only a short amount of time since I changed majors. I can’t dwell on the fact that I have no actual friends from school, it was my choice to keep my head in the books and go home after class instead of lingering on campus to form relationships – with this being said it was a lesson learned. When I start my new job (career) I am going to be more open to others, making friends and being more outgoing.
It’s not that I am this introverted person who just stays at home. I mean hey there’s always that one night you’d rather stay home and do nothing than to go out with your friends. You’d be surprised at how outgoing I am and how many relationships I have formed through out the years. I even met a friend from my internship that we talk to on a daily basis. I guess after I fell off my horse back in 2013 (that’s a whole different story, that maybe I will tell in the future) I have just seen school as that – school. I didn’t want to make friends because I needed to focus on my classes, and I might have put everyone in this box that all they do is party; which may or may not be true, I don’t know for sure. But at my age, 25, I am much older than the students in my school (with the excepted few in the same boat as me). It just wouldn’t seem right to be out partying at LV (yes, I surprisingly know where the partying happens, for someone who has never been to one) with a bunch of underage students. I am only five years away from being 30, it’s time for me to be mature. At the age of 21, I had my faze of going out and having a blast not giving a damn who sees what I am doing, but that faze ended so quickly and I had to become an adult.
So hold on tight everyone, this is going to be a bumpy ride and I plan to share my last few joys & tears of my last semester for my undergraduate career!
Now let’s bring on fall; I am ready for sweaters, leggings, jackets, combat boots and PUMPKINS! But do take your time and stay a while because I am not ready for winter just yet.