The fork in the road..
Have been doing some life planning, soul searching, whatever you call it, lately. Internships for the summer are opening and closing right about now, and usually I'd just apply for everything and hope I get something, but what with this being my final year at university, there's a huge possibility that I'll end up working for whoever I do my internship with. I am envisioning this sort of conversation with my future boss: "Soo..I only have my project to do next year and I don't technically have any class, so I'm free to stay on after my internship and possibly work part-time." And then weazle my way into getting a graduate position without having to go throught the whole soul-crushing process of interviews and rejection.
So yes, it would be a good idea to land an internship with a company I can see myself working for in five years time.
I've usually been very into mining, but I've hesitated applying for any positions yet. As exciting as it is to play around in red dirt and drive utes, the possibility of living in the middle of no where for five years is rather daunting. I've also been considering doing the green building thing, but I really, really loathe the idea of being someone that follows in their father's footsteps. This, and my entire experience in the industry thus far, has been plagued with my father's shadows; his awards, his buildings, people telling what an amazing man he is. I don't think I can compete with that, or with people looking at me and thinking that he has handed me everything on a silver platter.
So, this big dilemma. Carve out my own career in mining, but leave everything and everyone behind. Or stay in civilisation and work in green buildings, but have people look at me like I'm a crap version of my father.
So, after this rather depressing post, here's a photo of me in my everyday life (ie. when I'm not being a photowhore). Contrary to what everyone must think, I really am quite unkept most of the time. Check out my velvet sweatpants (VELVET!! YEHH!!) and the bags under my eyes and my oily hair that I'm too lazy to wash because it takes too long to dry.
OI WOT'S HAPPENING is what my chicken is thinking. I tell you, this naughty bugger is heavy and hard to catch.
So yes, it would be a good idea to land an internship with a company I can see myself working for in five years time.
I've usually been very into mining, but I've hesitated applying for any positions yet. As exciting as it is to play around in red dirt and drive utes, the possibility of living in the middle of no where for five years is rather daunting. I've also been considering doing the green building thing, but I really, really loathe the idea of being someone that follows in their father's footsteps. This, and my entire experience in the industry thus far, has been plagued with my father's shadows; his awards, his buildings, people telling what an amazing man he is. I don't think I can compete with that, or with people looking at me and thinking that he has handed me everything on a silver platter.
So, this big dilemma. Carve out my own career in mining, but leave everything and everyone behind. Or stay in civilisation and work in green buildings, but have people look at me like I'm a crap version of my father.
So, after this rather depressing post, here's a photo of me in my everyday life (ie. when I'm not being a photowhore). Contrary to what everyone must think, I really am quite unkept most of the time. Check out my velvet sweatpants (VELVET!! YEHH!!) and the bags under my eyes and my oily hair that I'm too lazy to wash because it takes too long to dry.
OI WOT'S HAPPENING is what my chicken is thinking. I tell you, this naughty bugger is heavy and hard to catch.