Wishin’ and hopin’…

…And, as Dusty would say, “thinkin’ and prayin’, and plannin’ and dreamin’”. The end of my science degree – which occurred on the 5th of November with my final exam – marked a time of relief, celebration, and sleep; but also a period of anticipation. Not only was I awaiting the release of end-of-semester results, I was wishin’ and hopin’ for an offer into the honours program next year…

For those of you considering a future as a psychologist, be warned: the road is a long and competitive one, especially at USQ (as I am beginning to find). From the hundreds of students enrolled in the three-year Bachelor of Science (Psychology) program at the start of first year, less than forty will be accepted into the honours program that follows it – and it’s your GPA that determines your fate. And, if you do get in to honours, you still need two years of supervised practice in the ‘real world’ or a Master’s degree in psych (which – you got it – is ridiculously difficult to get in to as well) before you can become a registered psychologist. ‘Registered psychologist’; two little, very elusive words that will take a minimum of six years, a lot of hard work, and some luck, to call your own.

So, be warned, the mentality that “c’s get degrees’ at uni won’t get you very far if you dream to be a psychologist. That being said, I really enjoyed my science degree and the journey so far, and though I struggled with some of the statistical courses and medical jargon I’m happy I stuck at it. The support was there for me and I’m proud of my achievements. And the holidays have never been better! Since I chose to study year-round (taking on subjects in the summer semester) in my first and second years, this is my first real break since I started – ♪SCHOOL’S OUT FOR SUMMER!!♫ now has real meaning.

So how have I spent the last few weeks of freedom? Well until recently they were comprised of waiting, nail-biting, and checking my emails religiously every few hours, hoping for a few little words that would determine what I would do next year. Did I succeed in my quest for acceptance? You’ll need to wait a little longer before you find out (I’m trying, and most likely failing, to build in you the suspense that I felt). During the first weeks of the holidays I also applied to be a volunteer at Lifeline, trying to gain some experience in the world of counselling and human services. I now work voluntarily one day a week there, and it’s incredible – the people I work alongside are so inspiring and the programs really make a difference in the lives of many.

Aside from this I’ve been continuing to work at my retail job of two years, and also helping to organise a fundraising event with my local Rotaract club. “Fundraising event?” I hear you ask “I am dying to know what you mean”. Well, because you asked (and in an act of shameless promotion)…

Lion King

So, if you’re in the Toowoomba area, a Disney fan, and wanting to support a great cause, leave me a message and I’ll get you some more information.

Anyway, now that I have sufficiently harassed you with that, back to my holiday goings-on… It hasn’t all been uni anticipation, work, and movie organisation, I’ve also been able to sleep-in (YES), catch-up with family and friends long-lost to the perils of exam block, and even managed to see a band or two. And what about the reckless partying engaged in by newly-finished uni students everywhere? You may wonder. Well, I’m not much of a drinker but I certainly know how to partayy… As you can see below…

Being pretty hard-core late one night drinking chamomile tea whilst watching a 'gig' (as they call it) at the local pub.

Being pretty hard-core late one night drinking chamomile tea whilst watching a ‘gig’ (as they call it) at the local pub.

I didn’t reallyyy let loose however, until after the 26th of November, when I received a certain email, and later, a certain letter, which looked something like this –

Is this the news you've been waiting for?

Drum Roll

Drum roll…

Offer Letter

The week following  the 23rd of November was an eventful one – I received my semester two results, my official academic transcript, a letter saying I was a graduate of USQ (you may now call me ‘Georgena BSc’), and a letter offering me a place in honours next year. I’m SO excited for what the year ahead will hold, and though I’m told it’ll be one of the toughest of my academic life, I’m just grateful that I’ve been given the chance to take a crack at it.

No more wishin’, waitin’, or hopin’ for me – BRING ON 2013!!

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About Georgena - USQ Student Blogger

I'm Georgena, though some know me as Gena, Georgie, George, or Gingercat - it's funny how nicknames develop and how some people find it hard to stick to one. I'm a third year science student, majoring in psych, studying on-campus in Toowoomba. With only three subjects left of my bachelor degree you may think it's smooth sailing ahead, but you'd be wrong. To reach my goal of being a registered psychologist I still have to battle through Honours year and then complete two years in a Masters program or in supervised practice... Looks like I'll be lurking around USQ and gathering nicknames for a few more years to come. There's much more to my life than reading up on Freud and drowning in statistics however. Here are some facts about me, in rather disjointed sentences.. I adore road trips, game shows, and drinking tea. One day I would love to go to Thailand to meet my beautiful six-year-old sponsorchild, Arisa. I lead a camp for young people twice a year in which I usually end up dressed as a man and covered in yogurt. I was born in the UK but am not cool enough to still have an accent. I love animals and am a vegetarian. I started a fitness bootcamp this year; it is hard - all you naturally super-fit people out there, please tell me your secrets!! I work in retail and also have a Cert IV in Massage Therapy. I suppose I am a bit of a 'hippie' - I love the Woodford Folk Festival, I sell brightly-coloured clothes to people all day, and generally I think getting along with each other is the way to go. Oh, and I adore music; listening or making. I am a night-owl and my favorite number in all the world is two.

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