I cried when I observed my first music therapy session.
I laughed until I cried with new friends.
I cried until I laughed because I missed silly things, like a bedroom with color on the walls, and the silly arguments my little sisters get into.
I cried until I laughed because I missed silly things, like a bedroom with color on the walls, and the silly arguments my little sisters get into.
I purchased what I fondly call my "old man" shoes for my new job in the school cafeteria.
I had brief mental breakdown when I was practicing for my guitar final. Don't worry, it was fixed by a pep talk from my boyfriend!
I learned that I'm not the only one that feels inadequate in the music program.
I learned that I'm not the only one that feels inadequate in the music program.
I was surprised when I nailed the hard part in my piano piece for juries ... and I didn't do so hot on the only part I was confident with. Oops :/
I learned that a long distance relationship just makes the little time spent together so much more important.
Most of all, I realized how supporting and caring my family and friends are. It was so good to see everyone over break!
And now, I'm looking forward to my second semester. This semester I have friends! I have a class about the paperwork/documenting side of music therapy with the sophomores, and even though it's completely overwhelming, I love that I am getting to know other music therapy majors. My class is getting closer, too. In addition to the standard music classes and piano lessons, I also have a music therapy skills class. Last semester I had an online music therapy class where I read about it, but in this class I will actually be learning the different techniques. I can't believe that next semester I will be helping to lead sessions with clients! I can't see it now, but this class is going to help bridge the gap in my understanding.
That said, I need to get on my homework! This semester, all of my classes start at 8 and 8:30 and I've been trying to adjust my sleep schedule. This morning I discovered that I don't mind drinking coffee black ... or maybe I was just too tired to notice I didn't put anything in it until after I was done!
Here's to another semester!
Much love,
Amanda
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