...and it goes on...and on...

I'm sitting here reflecting on my week while I feel like I should be at the 'GLOBE', socializing with not only my PT class but the 2nd year class as well. Hmmm. What to do? Apparently I've already made my decision or else I'd have changed not into a sweatshirt but into something a little nicer and headed out the door already. I think I'm feeling the need to just veg out though and process all that has happened this week. I've been busy trying to meet and remember the names of 75 people, while attending many orientation sessions, going to regular classes, attempting to find my way around campus, navigate my way to school on the bus and take in the first week of well--the rest of my career I suppose. It's been an amazing week finally being in the place I've been working towards for so long but hard at the same time as realities of what lies ahead sink in and doubts begin to creep in. I'm not doubting if I want to be here or not--I truly do and get flutters of excitement at times, but rather I doubt my abilities and if I am cut out for this profession. We've been told by one of our profs that our "aha" moments will come so not to worry. Ha. If only it was that easy! I'm definitely enjoying all the new experiences I've had so far and I'm looking forward to delving deeper into University life. I've been lacking on the sleep factor this week so I'm going to bed now. I've included some pictures of my place for anyone that's interested in seeing my humble abode :)