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Dec 23

Cup half full kinda girl

I can hardly believe that Im writing these words, but Im halfway through my degree course and whilst for the most part Im a cup half full kind of girl, for some reason this makes me feel sad.

I can scarcely comprehend that in 3 semesters time I will be done with my degree, and possibly university full stop if I decide to stop then. These 3 semesters have flown by in the wink of an eye and aside from the predictable stress of assignment writing its been a complete joy. I’ve absolutely loved it

I’ve no clue what Im going to do at the end, there are so many choices to be made, do I go on and do my counselling diploma, that will allow me to practise, done as part of a postgrad, or do I do a PGC to enable me to teach? Do I try and get a coveted job with the NHS to get them to fund the diploma, or do I go down the Place2Be path and do my postgrad with them and specialise in children, or do I finish all of that off with a Masters?

I just don’t know and before you know it Im going to have to make up my mind

Im pretty amazed I got this far you know, there have definitely been times that Ive felt I might have to give it up, through home or financial circumstance, but here I am…in the words of the song ‘I’m still standing yeah yeah yeah’

I don’t know where this path might lead but I’m so glad I took this opportunity and threw myself into university at the grand old age of 36. I occasionally do feel like an OAP, especially when they are handing out the flyers for clubs etc and they look at me and well.. don’t give me one.. haha I either look like someones mum or a tutor, but I can live with that.

Who knew I would get so much enjoyment from studying, man I always hated learning at school, liked the social side but was never academic and here I am doing well and achieving, its a bit of a revelation of what I could have achieved at school if I actually put a bit of work in!

One other definite upside of being older at Uni is that this has shown my daughters that there is more to mum than meets the eye, and that they are getting a birds eye view of what University is about maybe inspiring them to try and get there themselves.

Im the first in my family to go to uni but Im especially hoping I wont be the last, Im beginning to understand the eternal student mentality, it will be a sad day to leave uni, its such a brilliant nurturing inspiring environment and Im going to make sure to enjoy every bit of

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Posted in December 2011

Jan 06

What You See is What You Get

I’m mid project at the moment, for a module for Uni, the module title is Human Being in Context and the goal is to explain who what where when and how we came to be, it’s not an essay *yay* it’s a creative project. I was so relieved about it being a creative project that I pretty much put it on the back burner happy that i had the ‘concept’ in my head and the the rest would be easy. That couldn’t be further from the truth.

A good proportion of this assignment is based around me as an individual, and what made me, influenced me, and about self awareness. I like to think after a good few years in therapy I’m pretty self aware, but you know it’s been a real challenge to sit down and spill it all out there again, everything, my history, faults, failings, successes, weakness, strengths and more searching still, my deepest darkest fears.

I’m happy with my ‘idea’ tutor said no essays but no other limits, most I know are doing scrapbooks, DVDs, posters, presentations etc, but as ever mention create and my brain goes into overdrive. I set myself the goal of creating a ‘brainbox’ a box square, but each box sideface covered in a picture of my head from different angles, you then lift the lid , the box falls away and inside are ‘leaves’ of basically what’s in my brain and how it got there.

Some of it I’m really happy with, some of it less so, I think I have given up a bit with it, but I’m running out of time to change it, and not sure if I’m just changing it for the sake of saying ‘it’s not as good as it could be’

Between the layers, I’ve ‘hidden’ my fears and bad stuff, to get the full message they are going to have to virtually destroy this thing, and it’s bugging me that that in itself is a bad thing, why would I want them to destroy this thing? am I just trying to go for maximum drama or effect, or have them calling the funny farm?

I suppose I want them to know that I have put an awful lot of thought and effort into this project, that I have really tried to do something a bit different, but have I taken it a step too far? What am I saying about myself that you have to destroy ‘me’ to fully understand me? Or am I examining my belly button too much about this and it’s actually just a project and I’m going for best affect. It’s hard not to think about this when you’re on a course like this, you spend a lot of time thinking about what your doing and why you’re doing it

On the lighthearted side of this I’m filling the box with glass marbles, so when they lift the lid the only way to get inside is to spill the marbles all over… Get it… Losing my marbles.. Am hoping it might make them laugh.. I’m going for the sympathy vote!

I’ll let you know how I get on, who knows maybe I should have kept it simple, chances are that’s exactly what i should have done!

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Posted in January 2011, Personal Learning Jounal

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