I'm a legionaire, camel in disrepair
Hey, y'all. Usually I have class right now, but it's a snow day in Keizer (I don't know why, there isn't a drop of snow here), so my professor for Women/Gender in Med. Europe had to stay home with her kids. Which makes me grouchy, because i love that class, and I need my fix for the day. Remember high school, and how overjoyed you were when you didn't have to go to class for a day? Yeah, it's not like that when you actually have an interesting class (that you are also paying over $50/hr for).
Not much out of the ordinary going on. Went and worked out at Sparks last night, it snowed briefly, but nothing stuck. I went to the Governer's Cup to study yesterday. Not much studying went on, but I did write a letter to my mom, and also enjoyed a delicious cup of coffee. I think I'm going to go there more often when I have extra pocket change. They have good coffee, the atmosphere is great, and I need to get off campus more often.
I'm so afraid of getting sick!! It seems like everywhere I go on campus, someone is hacking and coughing and sniffing. The other day in Bio, the girl in front of me had a horrible cough, and I went back to my room afterwards and covered my hands in hand sanitizer. I also have a huge bottle of Vitamin C supplements on my dresser, and i've been partaking of them quite liberally. Good thing you can't get vitamin c poisoning.
I'm deep into my internship search now. My original plan was that if I couldn't find a paid internship, I would just work again this summer, and look for a paid internship next summer. The possibility that I might not find a paid internship this summer didn't upset me too much, because I'm actually a little intimidated about the idea of a summer internship that 'counts' (the career center's word, not mine). But when I talked to my parents the other night, they told me that they would support me monetarily next year if I couldn't find a paid internship, because they think internships are really important, and they want me to have one this summer, paid or not. This upsets me for two reasons:
1. My mom said that in my 'field' jobs are hard to come by, and internships are key. I don't know how to tell her that I'm majoring in History because i'm interested in it, but i'm not sure that I necessarily want a job in history-related academia.
2. I'm not sure my parents realize what supporting me while I take an unpaid internship would entail. For one thing, it would probably be somewhere other than Corvallis, and depending on the internship, I might have to find and pay for my own housing and food for the summer. Also, I'm going abroad next Spring, and living in Ireland will be substantially more expensive than a semester her, especially since i have to pay for all my own food. I don't know if they can afford it, and I don't really want to ask them to.
So anyway, that's the issue right now. But for some reason, I can't shake the feeling that I've gotten lately. I have this overwhelming sense of well-being. I feel like everything is going to be okay, whether or not I get an internship, whether or not I end up working in a history-related field. Whether I entirely fuck everything up or not. I feel like life has opportunity waiting for me in every crevice of the world, and no matter where I end up, there will be a way for me to be happy there, if I can find it.
Sorry, is this uncharacteristic cheeriness bugging you yet? It's starting to get to me, and yet I can't shake it.
Gotta go, class in 30 min.
Not much out of the ordinary going on. Went and worked out at Sparks last night, it snowed briefly, but nothing stuck. I went to the Governer's Cup to study yesterday. Not much studying went on, but I did write a letter to my mom, and also enjoyed a delicious cup of coffee. I think I'm going to go there more often when I have extra pocket change. They have good coffee, the atmosphere is great, and I need to get off campus more often.
I'm so afraid of getting sick!! It seems like everywhere I go on campus, someone is hacking and coughing and sniffing. The other day in Bio, the girl in front of me had a horrible cough, and I went back to my room afterwards and covered my hands in hand sanitizer. I also have a huge bottle of Vitamin C supplements on my dresser, and i've been partaking of them quite liberally. Good thing you can't get vitamin c poisoning.
I'm deep into my internship search now. My original plan was that if I couldn't find a paid internship, I would just work again this summer, and look for a paid internship next summer. The possibility that I might not find a paid internship this summer didn't upset me too much, because I'm actually a little intimidated about the idea of a summer internship that 'counts' (the career center's word, not mine). But when I talked to my parents the other night, they told me that they would support me monetarily next year if I couldn't find a paid internship, because they think internships are really important, and they want me to have one this summer, paid or not. This upsets me for two reasons:
1. My mom said that in my 'field' jobs are hard to come by, and internships are key. I don't know how to tell her that I'm majoring in History because i'm interested in it, but i'm not sure that I necessarily want a job in history-related academia.
2. I'm not sure my parents realize what supporting me while I take an unpaid internship would entail. For one thing, it would probably be somewhere other than Corvallis, and depending on the internship, I might have to find and pay for my own housing and food for the summer. Also, I'm going abroad next Spring, and living in Ireland will be substantially more expensive than a semester her, especially since i have to pay for all my own food. I don't know if they can afford it, and I don't really want to ask them to.
So anyway, that's the issue right now. But for some reason, I can't shake the feeling that I've gotten lately. I have this overwhelming sense of well-being. I feel like everything is going to be okay, whether or not I get an internship, whether or not I end up working in a history-related field. Whether I entirely fuck everything up or not. I feel like life has opportunity waiting for me in every crevice of the world, and no matter where I end up, there will be a way for me to be happy there, if I can find it.
Sorry, is this uncharacteristic cheeriness bugging you yet? It's starting to get to me, and yet I can't shake it.
Gotta go, class in 30 min.