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Happy Easter!
Monday, April 9th, 2007 05:29 pmI am so glad that I have my own internet at home, seriously. These internet cafés are just soo expensive! Well, maybe that's because it's easter and everything's closed.
Spent a very lovely weekend with Crocky so far. I don't know why, but whenever I get here, I am always in the mood for going places and visiting all the tourist attractions or going for a walk on the banks of the river, holding hands - but as soon as we reach her flat, I am no longer in the mood to do anything except for curling up on the sofa with a cup of tea and we never, ever really do go out.
This weekend was the same. After the prerequisite chocolate bunny hunt I sent Crocky on we've been watching movies (The Perfume, PotC II) and cuddling. Which is the best way to spend a weekend, really.
The bonfire on Saturday was nice, although it was smaller than I had hoped and there were more people than I had hoped, too. It was nice, though.
I really don't want to go back on Tuesday. I have to go to an interview for a prospective internship this summer. I am really not looking forward to either the internship or the interview, but I have to do it for my course of studies. If I don't manage doing one this semester it may be that I get in trouble with my final exam later on, because I need it for signing up for the finals. I also need to do a Latin course in the holidays, but the final exam for that is not in the middle of next semester, the course related to the stupid internship is. I really, really hope this will work out.
It's in a day-care centre around the corner that also offers supervised homework. They've got children from the age of 3 to 14, the latter only after school. I really, really hope they take me. I am also pretty miffed that I wasn't really able to look for a place a LOT earlier.
If I hadn't been able to change courses, I wouldn't have needed to do that kind of internship, and if they hadn't taken so long I might have looked for the place earlier. The deadline for submitting the paper stating the address and the date of your internship is *drumroll* next Friday.
I could swear it used to be in May, but no, April it is. That really did not leave me a lot of time between being accepted for this course of studies and the deadline to search. Because I thought it was in May I did start later than I could have, and got a lot of friendly e-mails thanking me for my interest but sadly, they really didn't take any internees at all.
This is pretty much a last resort kind of internship, and I am really not looking forward to it. I would have loved finding something that's actually useful and interesting for me, like working in a support centre for teenagers or even at an international day-care centre, or a language school, but no, day-care centre it is.
Well.
No, it couldn't have really been worse. I am really, really NOT good at dealing with that age group.
Out of curiosity I have done an internship at a kindergarten before, and that ended in mutual incomprehension. I liked the children, they were really nice and clever and sweet, but I am just not very good at pre-schoolers. Poor kids.
Spent a very lovely weekend with Crocky so far. I don't know why, but whenever I get here, I am always in the mood for going places and visiting all the tourist attractions or going for a walk on the banks of the river, holding hands - but as soon as we reach her flat, I am no longer in the mood to do anything except for curling up on the sofa with a cup of tea and we never, ever really do go out.
This weekend was the same. After the prerequisite chocolate bunny hunt I sent Crocky on we've been watching movies (The Perfume, PotC II) and cuddling. Which is the best way to spend a weekend, really.
The bonfire on Saturday was nice, although it was smaller than I had hoped and there were more people than I had hoped, too. It was nice, though.
I really don't want to go back on Tuesday. I have to go to an interview for a prospective internship this summer. I am really not looking forward to either the internship or the interview, but I have to do it for my course of studies. If I don't manage doing one this semester it may be that I get in trouble with my final exam later on, because I need it for signing up for the finals. I also need to do a Latin course in the holidays, but the final exam for that is not in the middle of next semester, the course related to the stupid internship is. I really, really hope this will work out.
It's in a day-care centre around the corner that also offers supervised homework. They've got children from the age of 3 to 14, the latter only after school. I really, really hope they take me. I am also pretty miffed that I wasn't really able to look for a place a LOT earlier.
If I hadn't been able to change courses, I wouldn't have needed to do that kind of internship, and if they hadn't taken so long I might have looked for the place earlier. The deadline for submitting the paper stating the address and the date of your internship is *drumroll* next Friday.
I could swear it used to be in May, but no, April it is. That really did not leave me a lot of time between being accepted for this course of studies and the deadline to search. Because I thought it was in May I did start later than I could have, and got a lot of friendly e-mails thanking me for my interest but sadly, they really didn't take any internees at all.
This is pretty much a last resort kind of internship, and I am really not looking forward to it. I would have loved finding something that's actually useful and interesting for me, like working in a support centre for teenagers or even at an international day-care centre, or a language school, but no, day-care centre it is.
Well.
No, it couldn't have really been worse. I am really, really NOT good at dealing with that age group.
Out of curiosity I have done an internship at a kindergarten before, and that ended in mutual incomprehension. I liked the children, they were really nice and clever and sweet, but I am just not very good at pre-schoolers. Poor kids.
