I think without
question this has been the hardest semester of college I’ve had. Not
academically or anything but emotionally its been extremely difficult for me.
As far as the classes went I was only taking 4, and 1 of them didn’t start ‘til
march so I had a couple months of only 3 classes. Granted one was theology,
which met twice a week but it all worked out ok at least the academic aspect
did. The emotional turmoil that began to heat up towards the end of last sem
only continued to heat up and eventually boil as time went on. This time I
think I’ll split this into a couple sections… academics and otherwise. So first
off the academic aspect…
Aside from the
crazy issues we had with getting registered before the sem started, them not
having me registered for all my classes when I had that sort of thing, things
went pretty smoothly. I still have yet to get my grades back from the sem but I
would think it would be safe to assume that I at the very least didn’t hurt the
3.91 gpa I had going into this sem. Hermeneutics came first in the week. I’m
pretty sure I got an A out of that one. Unless something unexpected happened
which I don’t know about that’s what I should have gotten. There were
definitely some good things done in there. One of the projects we did was a
survey of a book of the Bible. More specifically the book of Philippians. Of
the 2 study methods that we went into that was I think the one I liked the
best. The other method, the biographical method is ok and will probably be a
nice tool to know but I didn’t like it as well as I liked the survey method.
Could be that’s because of the type of person that I am. I enjoyed kinda
piecing things together and going from there. One of the steps was to assign
titles to every paragraph in the book. Seems like a daunting task but really it
wasn’t that big. I had to come up with maybe 15-20 titles I think. 4 chapters
of maybe 4-5 each so yea that was definitely doable. The nice thing about doing
that is it gives you a more systematic way of remembering exactly what’s in a
book and a rough idea of where it is. I do need to go back and review that
though; I can’t remember it right now. I was surprised though just how often
after I had completed that project that in listening to other things that a
part of that outline kept coming to mind. I’d be listening to a sermon or
something like that and remember a part of that outline. And then I could think
though the chapter titles and then paragraph titles and figure out roughly
where something was within maybe a verse or 2. And that’s for the whole book
too. Those projects will be put up here it’s just a matter of will I do more.
It’s in outline format right now, which I can follow but I’m not sure if it
would be too distinguishable to another person unless they knew what to look
for. Hmm… that’s something to look into. If not this update then maybe a later
one… anyhow that was the best one. The biographical method looked at a person’s
life and what lessons can be learned from it. I did mine on Gideon. There’s
just something about him that I find so real. His questioning things, his
timidness; I find that so real. There’s something about a guy who sees so much
but still cant quite put it all together and just go on it. There’s something I
can identify with in that which is part of the point but sometimes it’s easy to
look at Bible characters as people who lived eons ago who didn’t face the
things we do today and so their lives were so much easier than ours; and of
course they trusted God completely; but it’s different now… it’s so easy to
slip into thinking that, but they were real people too, granted different times
and place but people nonetheless. The common theme I ran into always had to do
with what happened with Katie. The fact that we’re now apart for possibly indefinitely
makes it really hard to press on and trust that God’s got the best plan in
motion. Those were the lessons that came out of those studies. That was also
the only class I had with Heather. Towards the end of the sem I had some
thoughts floating around in my mind that I couldn’t quite make sense of. Now
that the sem is over they’re not really there so I guess there was nothing to
them but yea, we were talking possibly romantic interest if you hadn’t picked
up on that by now. Anyhow, the sem is over and nothing happened there so guess
the timing wasn’t right. It’s somewhat funny, our pastor’s son and his wife met
in that class in one of the small group projects that we did quite often as a
class. One day towards the end of the sem the prof said this was going to be
the last small group session so it would be the last time for us to get hooked
up. In my group, I was the only one who wasn’t in some sort of a relationship
like that. I wonder though how many were in that boat with me. I would guess I
was close to if not alone in the “never dated” category; that’s just rare in
today's world, but nonetheless that's me. That was something that happened too
but not exactly what I’m talking about right now. So back to the classes. That
took up Tuesday morning and as fate would have it I had all morning classes.
Typically, I’d hang around for an hour or two to wait for the traffic to
lighten up some before heading home. Towards the end of the sem though I
started going home earlier and earlier after class got out because there was no
one there really. Most of the people there took off right after class. Heather
was definitely that way. You could count on her being out the door within a few
minutes of class getting out. So that was Tuesday, and hermeneutics.
Wednesday and
Friday were consumed by theology II. It was one of those classes that like last
sem I wasn’t looking forward to but it was required so I took it anyway. One of
the main things that I didn’t like was the fact that we had 2 research papers
to do this time. It ended up being better than I thought it was going to be but
going into it I still really didn’t care for theology. The fact that we had a
prof who was more focused on the practical aspects of theology was definitely a
big help in keeping my interest even somewhat up. It was kinda one of those
classes that was there but nothing really sticks out at me about it. I did 2
papers as was required; the first one I did on the presence and extent of
spiritual gifts and the 2nd was the extent of the atonement both of
which will be posted when this is. That took up a couple more mornings of the
week. 2 more days of dragging myself out of bed at 6am which is too early for
anyone to be up, but that’s just my view. Typically, after that one got out for
the day I’d hang around for an extra hour or two. Usually Ryan Downie and I
would have some good games of ping-pong going back and forth for that hour or
even more sometimes. Something interesting that we did was a group final. Going
into it I wasn’t so sure that I was going to like it but we ended up getting
100% so cant complain too much. It was an interesting concept that I guess had
been done before with that theo prof. The way it worked was we went through the
final question by question with each person answering 1. After everyone had
answered 1 then everyone was in again as once you had answered 1 you couldn’t
answer ‘til everyone had answered 1. then you could answer another one. I went
last in 2 of the 3 rounds that it took to get through the questions. It was an
interesting concept to say the least. After it I have to say I cant argue with
100% on the final, that’s for sure.
Thursdays class
was really the only class that I’m not sure how much it’s going to be useful.
Educational foundations was really a intro to teaching class. Teaching is far
form where I want to head but it was the only class that I could get that would
fulfill the either or class requirement. In some ways some of the principles
may be useful in other things but in all reality the majority of that class
will be filed under the “nice to know” category of things in my mind. Teaching
is something that is far from my mind when it comes to what I want to do, at
least as far as the classroom experience is concerned. The more informal teach
by example I’m cool with but I don’t really want to be a classroom type
teacher. I don’t feel like I’m teacher material, but I took a class on
teaching. One of the things we did was watch a video series on teaching. 7 laws
of the learner series. I had to do some thinking in a theoretical teaching
setting how I would use the laws… I would imagine I got an A in that class.
We’ll have to wait and see but that was a class that was kinda there. I took it
because it was a requirement only. Early on I’d treat Thursday like a Tuesday.
I’d be around for a while then head home. Towards the end of the sem though I
had to change my plans around. I had added a night class to my roster of things
to do so I hung out there all day. I would get there around 7:20am and leave
usually around 9:15pm.
The night class I
took was one that I wish I could have had during the daytime. It was so
compresses because it was a sem worth of material in a couple months or 8 weeks
max, but it was a good class. Intro to counseling was a class that I wanted to
take after Katie suggested I look into that. Looking back that was hard in some
aspects as it brought to the surface some of the things that still really hurt
from what happened at the end of last sem in losing Katie. The class was an
intro to counseling. And what made it somewhat hard was the fact that the class
looked at some of the results of betrayal; something that I felt like I had
done to Katie. Things like that made that class more difficult but at the same
time it wasn’t one that I could approach from a purely academic standpoint. It
just wouldn’t be possible. There were too many things that crossed paths with
what had happened with Katie and what had been happening since then. Thankfully
though the class would get out at 9 each class night instead of 9:30. Granted
it was only a half hr difference but it was nice not having to be on the road
much after 10 at night. I’ve done that before and while it’s doable, I’d prefer
to be home by that time. The most stressful part of that class though was the
final. I had no clue what the final was going to look like. Even when I got the
handout that the final was going to come from it took me a long time to find
the answers to the questions. It was challenging, even going into the final I
wasn’t sure I knew how I wanted to answer every single question on there. It
was a list of 10 with the final being 5 of them. The ones that were on the
final were ones that I was marginally sure I knew how to answer. I wasn’t sure
about one of them but the problem each question was worth 20 pts… ouch… so
we’ll see what I got. I think I did ok but thinking and reality are oftentimes
2 different things.
That’s a little
bit of what went on from the academic standpoint of the past sem. Because it
was only 4 classes the load was light from that academic standpoint. In that
sense it made it a much more relaxing sem which in one way is great because of
the heavy emotional stress load that came on me and really never left and to
some degree remains to this day.
It was hard enough
trying to balance what work I had to do, but throw on all the hurt from the
deepest wound I’ve ever had made it a lot harder as the sem stretched on. Going
into this sem the hurt was still really fresh on my mind. it had only been a
couple months since Katie and I had last been in touch. It was a couple months
before the sem started that I sent Katie my last email for who knows how long.
And that really hung over me as things begun. It was a dark cloud that wasn’t
going to go away any time soon. It hung and hung, even now it’s not completely
gone and I don’t know that it’s going to completely ever. Academically things
were fine and as long as I had my mind in that mode everything was cool. The
problem lay in the evenings when I would start to relax and reflect back on the
events of the day, doing what I usual do. post on cgr. Even that though I felt
had been starting to slip away form me. as time went by I began to feel like an
outsider there. I had put in so much time and effort into that place and it had
begun to feel like I was a nobody. The people I invested my time with were the
people who were new or somewhat unknown. Because of that the click of “popular”
people ran in different circles than I did. They were constantly giving
reputation points to each other for no reason other than it was something to
do, and things like that. Then here I was, doing things more under the radar so
I got none of all that stuff. Slowly people started showing less and less
interest in what I posted which didn’t help much. It was a time when I was
hurting from what I had to do in Katie’s situation. So I eventually left, I
figured if people weren’t going to show interest I wasn’t going to offer
anything.
Honestly this past
sem has been my closest encounter with anything that even remotely resembled
depression. It seemed like everything was somehow not going like I planned. It
was rough. On top of this too there was the whole issue of Ron coming down with
cancer and continuing to fight that. I didn't realize when I went to graduate
that had it not been for the cancer returning he would have been there too. I
couldn’t have known but even so it was something of a shock to hear. Ron would
have been part of the 8 of us who were graduating. Yea only a couple had a full
4 year degree but hey even a 2 year degree is a step in the right direction as
far as I’m concerned. I remember back in February I think it was, there was a
couple days of conference sessions I guess and it seemed like so many things
were pointing to what had been going on with me. the emotional ups and downs
that I’d been running into, I don’t know I guess that’s just how things are
sometimes. One of the few people who I ever let in on what is really going in
was John. He was one of those people who made it impossible to really start
thinking that no one cared what was going on. As you could imagine there were
some days that were harder than others. Really though with the exception of
valentines day a day wasn’t really the problem. What became difficult was at
night. Night time is when my mind slows down some and it’s also when things
become most difficult. Memories start floating back and especially when it’s
just me alone online at night it becomes harder than during the day. When I’m
doing things during the day my mind is busy enough that I don’t have time ot
think about any of this. but at night, I have plenty of time to think about it.
some of the time it comes at the expense of sleep. On a few occasions that was
on purpose but for the most part sleep was just hard to come by. Towards the
tail end of the sem there was a period of about a week where I averaged maybe 3
hrs a night over a period of about 4 days. Considering I would normally be
getting only about 5 anyway that wasn’t a big loss but it was a loss and made
things more difficult as I began to wind down the sem. One thing that did help
though was figuring out that if I cooled my room off that would help. so I
started having my window open for a while at night and that did help.
As I look back on this
sem gone by, there’s no doubt that it’s been a difficult one. not academically
speaking but the fact is, when I don’t know what’s going on, why, or what’s
going to happen next that can take its’ toll very quickly; and it did. It was
difficult, and I’m glad its done, and that doesn’t even begin to explore the
confusion I had floating around in my mind over heather which only added to the
mix. So many things have been in flux and changing lately that I guess I’m in
adjust mode. Whatever comes I have to just adjust to what it’s going to be.