Bad day...
I am starting to get homesick for the first time. I guess the honeymoon stage is over. But its ok, I knew my Europe high would come down a bit. But its ok, I am still in Europe and its a wonderful.
Its so funny, in Holland the first floor is 0, and the next floor is one. And it gets me everytime. I am supposed to find a class or an office or something and I am always on the wrong floor. And they have negative floors too. Weird.
The Dutch also dont like things really cold, or really hot. Everything is warm. I am like yo, let me get some ice and they are like what are you talking about? And they dont have big ovens. And they dont really use dryers. And everyone EVERYONE rides bikes, its crazy. Old men and women will be riding hand and hand, and people like my dad will be riding by... and a Dutch dad will be riding with one kid on this weird handle bar seat, and one on the back in a weird back seat. Its awesome.
School has been so hard. Its overwhelming, but I am managing to keep my head above water. Actually, compared to most of the class I am up to date on my assignments. Its weird though, its really rewarding to be doing all this work...I feel fulfilled in a way I have not really before. I loved working with the chimps and i was fulfilled because I could see how me working hard made the chimps days better. But this fulfillment is from within, I am bettering myself intellectually and improving who I am, which in turn will help others (well hopefully at some point in time), so I might be reading really annoying things about the phonological template and reduplication in Tonkawa, but it makes me fell good inside when I get it.
I dont know, its nice to better myself, I am used to doing things for other beings and being rewarded for a brief time (from them)...and then getting shit from upper management because I didnt clean the break room well enough because I was busy cleaning up the 25 trash bags of shredded paper I gave them chimps, which the played in for hours and hours and hours...to the point of me crying cause I made them so happy. But now, every effort I put into my work (as a student) is directly benefiting me and my future, and that will in turn benefit someone suffering from a language disorder.
I dont know if that makes sense. BUT that is how I feel.
Ok well I have to go get my laundry out of the washer and hang it in my room to dry...and then do some homework and pack to go to schiermonikoog island in the North sea. No cars, just bikes, bonfires, pirates, adventures, and swimmmming.
Tot ziens!
Its so funny, in Holland the first floor is 0, and the next floor is one. And it gets me everytime. I am supposed to find a class or an office or something and I am always on the wrong floor. And they have negative floors too. Weird.
The Dutch also dont like things really cold, or really hot. Everything is warm. I am like yo, let me get some ice and they are like what are you talking about? And they dont have big ovens. And they dont really use dryers. And everyone EVERYONE rides bikes, its crazy. Old men and women will be riding hand and hand, and people like my dad will be riding by... and a Dutch dad will be riding with one kid on this weird handle bar seat, and one on the back in a weird back seat. Its awesome.
School has been so hard. Its overwhelming, but I am managing to keep my head above water. Actually, compared to most of the class I am up to date on my assignments. Its weird though, its really rewarding to be doing all this work...I feel fulfilled in a way I have not really before. I loved working with the chimps and i was fulfilled because I could see how me working hard made the chimps days better. But this fulfillment is from within, I am bettering myself intellectually and improving who I am, which in turn will help others (well hopefully at some point in time), so I might be reading really annoying things about the phonological template and reduplication in Tonkawa, but it makes me fell good inside when I get it.
I dont know, its nice to better myself, I am used to doing things for other beings and being rewarded for a brief time (from them)...and then getting shit from upper management because I didnt clean the break room well enough because I was busy cleaning up the 25 trash bags of shredded paper I gave them chimps, which the played in for hours and hours and hours...to the point of me crying cause I made them so happy. But now, every effort I put into my work (as a student) is directly benefiting me and my future, and that will in turn benefit someone suffering from a language disorder.
I dont know if that makes sense. BUT that is how I feel.
Ok well I have to go get my laundry out of the washer and hang it in my room to dry...and then do some homework and pack to go to schiermonikoog island in the North sea. No cars, just bikes, bonfires, pirates, adventures, and swimmmming.
Tot ziens!