OMG YAYZ.
I just got an email from Camp Easter Seal! I have an interview! I shall explode from happiness!
I'm still a little torn about this job. I really want it for financial and career experience reasons, but really don't for various personal reasons (only one being the World Cup ^__^). But! I shall go and be sparkling and they shall love me and give me money and I shall spend three lovely months at a beautiful camp and go running in the mornings and cook all day (which is what I'd be doing at home anyway *nudges melanittt*) and play with adorable disabled children and come home with tons o' monies. I still wish Cherith was going with me, but she's off to Quebec on the bursary exchange so I shan't see her at all. I'm sure we'll both come home with tons of terrifying stories, so I'll survive.
The interview is Weds, April 11th, so before my first exam. I shall be minorly giddy from trying to cram last minute Biochem and Food Science into my head, but they won't mind, right? Hmm, perhaps to brush up on professional behaviour...
My psych essay is almost half done. It shall likely be finished early afternoon, giving me time to shower, dash to campus to hand it in and run off to work. Then I am free! *blatantly ignores other assignment and midterm still hanging perilously over head*
Ah, this woke me up far greater than a nap could have. Yay for life! Watch me curse it again next week, but for now, whee! I feel like breaking out the glitter graphics again...
I shall be good and go work now.
I'm still a little torn about this job. I really want it for financial and career experience reasons, but really don't for various personal reasons (only one being the World Cup ^__^). But! I shall go and be sparkling and they shall love me and give me money and I shall spend three lovely months at a beautiful camp and go running in the mornings and cook all day (which is what I'd be doing at home anyway *nudges melanittt*) and play with adorable disabled children and come home with tons o' monies. I still wish Cherith was going with me, but she's off to Quebec on the bursary exchange so I shan't see her at all. I'm sure we'll both come home with tons of terrifying stories, so I'll survive.
The interview is Weds, April 11th, so before my first exam. I shall be minorly giddy from trying to cram last minute Biochem and Food Science into my head, but they won't mind, right? Hmm, perhaps to brush up on professional behaviour...
My psych essay is almost half done. It shall likely be finished early afternoon, giving me time to shower, dash to campus to hand it in and run off to work. Then I am free! *blatantly ignores other assignment and midterm still hanging perilously over head*
Ah, this woke me up far greater than a nap could have. Yay for life! Watch me curse it again next week, but for now, whee! I feel like breaking out the glitter graphics again...
I shall be good and go work now.