Ooy. Today has just been absolutely crazy. And I do mean crazy!!!!
I had an interview with a politician at 9:30 am this morning - it went pretty well, but what a hurrauge trying to get to there! I was running late, and I had to stop and buy batteries for my recorder or I was SUNK, I needed to coax my sister into coming with me as far as the shops so that she could post something for me and then walk home, and after all that fluster, I still had to actually get to the interview!!!!
It was in the middle of the city, and of course, not being to familiar with the city center as I am, it was a challenge to find the right street, find a park (ooh - don't you HATE parking in the city???? *shakes fist* >XP) - and, once I'd managed that with ten minutes to spare, I had to trot up and down the street trying desperately to find the right building! I went through the same set of lights three times! There were some chicks outside one building having a smoke-o and I think they thought I was nuts.
Well, I finally got to the right office with 3 minutes to spare, chugged a glass of water, then proceeded to sit down with my 'polly' for half an hour.
The excitement does not end there, however - oh no my friend, it does not.
In the middle of my interview - *chringe* - my phone rang (this was the ONE thing my lecturer mentioned - TURN OFF YOUR PHONES..... Ooops! -.-'), but when I called back later, I found out that I had been offered this job that I rang about just last night!
I'll be a junior - running around doing office management with communications based work (or so I'm told). It'll be full time over the holidays - directly when my uni's finished (and I mean directly - as in the day after my last exam!) til uni starts again next year. So this is all well and good, but I can't take it until I find out whether my other job (waitressing) can spare me.
They think they can which is good. BUTTTTT - no, it is not yet the end of my saga, please do bear with me, I need to get this OUT of my head!
I've also (whilst at the interview with the pol.) been offered an opportunity to get an internship with the ACL for next year!!! I don't know whether or not I'll get it, but the pol. seemed really enthusiastic about me applying. This would be an even better opportunity than the holiday work, but it's all very valuable. Especially in this day and age when it's almost mandatory to have a degree of some sorts, and the only thing that's gonna make you stand out in a field of people all with the same degree is expirience!
I don't know how the internship will work out - I might need to drop back to two, or even one unit a semester, and of course, I won't earn much money. But the thing is, I've gotta start somewhere, and as I mentioned, the expirience would be priceless.
So, that's the saga of my day. Second thoughts, 'saga' is a bit of an understatement... More like award-winning drama!!!! Trying to sort it all out is a bit beyond me at the moment. Thankfully, I can leave it in God's hands, and just wait and see what happens.
In the mean time, my head needs to be pulled back from thoughts of tomorrow - way back to thoughts of today - I still have that nasty assignment due next week. And exams. And my twenty-first birthday. And holidays on Fraser Is. And.... *throws hands up* No wonder my head is stuffed!!!
Wow. My life has suddenly turned absolutely tospy-turvey. This is really gonna test my coping skills - I have a lot to sort out and get through. But I'm confident things'll work out. Sometimes I go absolutely nuts 'coz everything's the same routine for ages. You know - the whole "rut" complex.
But seriously, sometimes things changing, or excitment, or whatever - is too much!
My poor head.
Really.
Meh. It's all good. Viva la differance!
I know - completely out of context - but still - I rejoice! Things are moving - mind blurringly fast - but still moving! ^_^
:3, T.
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