73.5 hours and counting…

I just finished up with a shift that brings me to 73.5 practicum hours (but who’s counting? ha!), and got my midterm evaluation from my site supervisor. He just handed it to me and said, “No surprises here.” Checks all the way down the “excellent” column.

Also, in other random MLS updates, I found out last week I officially passed my portfolio, which is a substitute for a final exam or thesis. People in this program were varying levels of freaked out about doing the portfolio, but personally (to be frank) I never managed to get more than slightly aware of the fact that I had to do it, much less losing-sleep-because-I’m-so-stressed-out, a condition many (if not most) of my classmates seemed to live in for the first two months of the semester.

Which really makes me wonder: Am I apathetic, or were they overreacting?

Of course, given the fact that I turned in an easy assignment two days late today — mostly because I couldn’t be bothered to interrupt my two-day (Sat & Sun) Easter weekend oasis of couch dwelling long enough to tap out one to three pages on a topic I know inside and out — might seem to skew more towards apathy than rational levels of worry.

But then, who the hell cares if I {gasp} get a ‘B’ — my first B, mind you — in my final class of a degree program that I’ve undertaken almost entirely for fun? Seriously?

Again, I wonder: Am I suffering from burnout induced apathy, or am I just really behaving rationally, in proportionate response to the level of stress demanded by these hoop-jumping projects?

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