Skool Surrealism

My classes this semester are very, very strange. I love them to death... but I highly doubt anyone in their 4th year outside of Family Studies could really ever dream of taking some of the courses I do.

Adolescent Development: Yay! I finally got into the ONE class at UMD that has anything to do with what I want to focus on when I get to grad school!! ::drool:: It only meets once a week, but that 2 1/2 hours of teen angsty goodness is quite sufficient, thank you.

Delivery of Human Services to Families: Ok, ok, the teacher is a bit dry and sleep-inducing... but the subject matter will be very cool (once she gets past all the review). This is going to be important for me because it explains how social work, counseling and outreach programs work and what type of job will suite me best when I get to work out in the field. How many of you get to study the careers and theories of the unsung heroes that help our less fortunate families? Shut the fuck up... you are all ungrateful and self-centered bastards.

Intermediate Writing: Yes... this is an elective and really does nothing for my major at all... but I feel as though it is obvious as to why I am enrolled. I feed off of it.

Couples in Relationships: I know! Isn't it crazy that I actually get credit for sitting around and talking about love and sex all day? heh. But this is already starting to get to me because a lot of the activities allow you to relate the concepts to your own relationship... and well... you all should know I don't have that privilege at present. And yeah... being reminded of that whenever I sit down to do my work... it makes me sad. But I am learning a lot.

Intergenerational Aspects of Families: This is what is going to really fuck me up. The whole course is designed to help you come to terms with your family of origin... and learn to use your experiences in a positive way and not to let your old problems and situations you had growing up cause problems in your life now.

It just blows me away how people can spend these 4 or 5 years at college memorizing formulas and vocabulary words... and really never learn how to think or interpret for themselves. If nothing else, my college education has helped me realize who I am as a person and helped me solidify the way I want to live and the things I believe in. Those of you who just go through the motions to make a crap load of money and prove your superior intelligence by quoting books really make me sad. That's not what life is about. That's just the surface level bull doo doo that this society has created to mask the real issues and importance of existence. Stop complaining about shit that you don't use to your advantage. You CHOOSE how you use what is offered to you and you CHOOSE how you react and relate to things.

I, myself, hafta remember that a little more. The only thing I really have any control over at all is myself. My emotions, my mind-sets, my body... I will never stop helping others and trying to be there for them... but I need to pay more attention to my own growth and development. I'll get more fulfillment out of everything when I do. So if all of a sudden, I am a little less sympathetic... or slightly preoccupied to the point where I can't sit and bitch and whine and spew of all things negative... don't get upset with me. I'm tryin to stay on the flipside. the woo woo, happiness side.

Join me?