Happy Birthday to Tara!
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Saturday, April 24, 2004
HA HA HA! It's over, it's over, it's OVER!
The GRE, that is.
I took it this morning. I hate to say it; I think I'm a sick person; I rather enjoyed taking the test. I got a 600 on Verbal and a 590 on Quantative. They are both far above average for the program I'm applying to, so I'm happy (I only needed an 800 combined to get accepted to the program. I think 1190 will do quite nicely.) I was in the 84th percentile nationally with verbal, which isn't so bad, keeping in mind that the population taking this test are those going into masters and doctoral programs. I did expect to score a little higher on verbal, but I didn't expect to score nearly so high in math, so I'm tickled pink. (math = quantitative.) It's not so far off from what happened on the SATs. I always have considered verbal my strong point, but my math scores are usually very close to my verbal scores.
Forgive me if I sound like I'm bragging. I know some of you have taken the tests and have scored higher, so I should shut up. ;) I'm just so happy this thing is over! I won't get my analytical assessment (writing) for a few weeks, but I think I did well on that, although Univ. of KY doesn't count it.
Ok, I'll shut up for now. My sister and brother-in-law are here for the weekend. I need to find something to do with them tomorrow. "Look. There's a horse. Look. Another horse." hehe.
The GRE, that is.
I took it this morning. I hate to say it; I think I'm a sick person; I rather enjoyed taking the test. I got a 600 on Verbal and a 590 on Quantative. They are both far above average for the program I'm applying to, so I'm happy (I only needed an 800 combined to get accepted to the program. I think 1190 will do quite nicely.) I was in the 84th percentile nationally with verbal, which isn't so bad, keeping in mind that the population taking this test are those going into masters and doctoral programs. I did expect to score a little higher on verbal, but I didn't expect to score nearly so high in math, so I'm tickled pink. (math = quantitative.) It's not so far off from what happened on the SATs. I always have considered verbal my strong point, but my math scores are usually very close to my verbal scores.
Forgive me if I sound like I'm bragging. I know some of you have taken the tests and have scored higher, so I should shut up. ;) I'm just so happy this thing is over! I won't get my analytical assessment (writing) for a few weeks, but I think I did well on that, although Univ. of KY doesn't count it.
Ok, I'll shut up for now. My sister and brother-in-law are here for the weekend. I need to find something to do with them tomorrow. "Look. There's a horse. Look. Another horse." hehe.
Sunday, April 18, 2004
I really expected my big announcement to garner some sort of comments down below. hehe. Anyhow, I turned in my application to grad school on Thursday. I still am waiting for my three letters of recommendation. (One from Anne-Marie, one from my former therapist and all-around great guy Jamie, and one from Kay, whom I used to work with.) Jamie's sending his in directly to the school, but I have to get them from Kay and Anne. Anne, if you're reading this... hint hint. hehe. ;) Talking to Jamie on Friday really made me look forward to going into the field. I really feel like he's a big inspiration for me. We have alot of the same opinions on the undertreatment of mental health (although his are much more informed), and I am now more aware of the fact that there needs to be more research in the social work field to prove its benefits to help it become more valued in society (the same goes for all mental health treatments.)
I take the GRE next Friday. This frightens me, a bit, but I'll live. I'm most worried about the math, even though it's only junior high level. (Here's the kind of stuff you have to know.) I haven't had a math class in 11 years. Argh. I've been studying alot. I hope it helps.
I went to Liz and Patrick's housewarming party today, which was fun. Stupid me had lost the invitation, so I assumed it was in the evening. When I called shortly before five, Patrick informed me "it's from 1-8." hehe. I felt dumb. We went, and I ate way too much (since I'd eaten Indian earlier), but it was really good. Her mom's cake kicks ass. Any chance I can get that recipe, Ms. Stewart, or is it classified? Patrick's mom's potato salad rocked, as well. And I had a good chicken sammich.
I also cleaned my car today, which is a major accomplishment (as many can attest to.) I picked up everything out of it, vacuumed, cleaned and shined the dash, and washed it. It's a happy car. I want to take my steamcleaner to the seats a bit, and take the Dirt Devil hand vac to the carpet. The vacuum at the car wash place doesn't have rotating beaters, but I didn't want to wear out the poor Dirt Devil with all the crap that was on my floor.
It's time for me to go to bed. And to take my hair out of ponytails. I look like a 12 year old, but it's surprisingly comfortable. Please, please leave comments. They make me feel attached to real human society.
I take the GRE next Friday. This frightens me, a bit, but I'll live. I'm most worried about the math, even though it's only junior high level. (Here's the kind of stuff you have to know.) I haven't had a math class in 11 years. Argh. I've been studying alot. I hope it helps.
I went to Liz and Patrick's housewarming party today, which was fun. Stupid me had lost the invitation, so I assumed it was in the evening. When I called shortly before five, Patrick informed me "it's from 1-8." hehe. I felt dumb. We went, and I ate way too much (since I'd eaten Indian earlier), but it was really good. Her mom's cake kicks ass. Any chance I can get that recipe, Ms. Stewart, or is it classified? Patrick's mom's potato salad rocked, as well. And I had a good chicken sammich.
I also cleaned my car today, which is a major accomplishment (as many can attest to.) I picked up everything out of it, vacuumed, cleaned and shined the dash, and washed it. It's a happy car. I want to take my steamcleaner to the seats a bit, and take the Dirt Devil hand vac to the carpet. The vacuum at the car wash place doesn't have rotating beaters, but I didn't want to wear out the poor Dirt Devil with all the crap that was on my floor.
It's time for me to go to bed. And to take my hair out of ponytails. I look like a 12 year old, but it's surprisingly comfortable. Please, please leave comments. They make me feel attached to real human society.
Sunday, April 11, 2004
Hi. My name is Colleen, and I am Very Tired.
I haven't blogged in awhile, I realize. I've been in indecision-land, and I didn't want to blog until I had some news to tell. So here's the news.
I'm going to grad school in the fall.
The whole "job" thing doesn't seem to be happening, and recent events in my life have made me consider the possibility of a career in social work (the mental health aspect.) So I'm going to go to the University of Kentucky College of Social Work to get my MSW (Master of Social Work.) I know, it's not the best paying field in the world, and it can be hard work, but it's a chance to learn more about something I've had a necessary interest in for awhile (mental health). So if I can get everything together in the near future, I'm back to the exciting land of classes and stuff like that. I'm excited, and a bit scared. A good kinda scared, though.
In other happenings, last night my cousin Emily and I (and Em's boyfriend's mom, oddly enough) saw the Push Stars and Great Big Sea in Louisville. It was such an awesome show, excepting the few drunks who needed their asses kicked. We stood right in front of Murray Foster (of Moxy Früvous fame, and partial namesake of my cat). On the way out, I shook two of the three Push Stars' hands (Dan, the bassist keyboardist who looks like Kevin Spacey and Ryan, the drummer) and told them they rocked. hehe. I was positively giddy. It was a wonderful show. I need both the Push Stars new album and Great Big Sea's new album.
Now I must go gorge on Easter candy and think fond thoughts of fun concerts.
I haven't blogged in awhile, I realize. I've been in indecision-land, and I didn't want to blog until I had some news to tell. So here's the news.
I'm going to grad school in the fall.
The whole "job" thing doesn't seem to be happening, and recent events in my life have made me consider the possibility of a career in social work (the mental health aspect.) So I'm going to go to the University of Kentucky College of Social Work to get my MSW (Master of Social Work.) I know, it's not the best paying field in the world, and it can be hard work, but it's a chance to learn more about something I've had a necessary interest in for awhile (mental health). So if I can get everything together in the near future, I'm back to the exciting land of classes and stuff like that. I'm excited, and a bit scared. A good kinda scared, though.
In other happenings, last night my cousin Emily and I (and Em's boyfriend's mom, oddly enough) saw the Push Stars and Great Big Sea in Louisville. It was such an awesome show, excepting the few drunks who needed their asses kicked. We stood right in front of Murray Foster (of Moxy Früvous fame, and partial namesake of my cat). On the way out, I shook two of the three Push Stars' hands (Dan, the bassist keyboardist who looks like Kevin Spacey and Ryan, the drummer) and told them they rocked. hehe. I was positively giddy. It was a wonderful show. I need both the Push Stars new album and Great Big Sea's new album.
Now I must go gorge on Easter candy and think fond thoughts of fun concerts.
