Just heard from Mr. Keith Gauthier yesterday.
Everything is on track for Eckerd. Apparently my emails got lost in the SPAM FILTER.
No worries.
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Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Es regnet, es regnet...
It is raining today. Blah.
We had four weeks of absolutely stunning, beautiful, warm weather. But alas, it was unseasonably warm and now we have to go back to the dreariness.
I swam in the outdoor pool on Sunday and almost froze to death. I felt very sympathetic for all the victims of the Titanic. I could only stay in the water for 20 minutes because my heart felt like it was going to explode and my teeth started chattering. BUT... afterwards I lay outside in the sun on my towel and soaked in the rays. THAT was nice.
Only 36 days left until I touch down in Washington D.C. and I am really really excited. Now that the end is in sight I am feeling slightly nostalgic about leaving... and also incredibly anxious about the state of the American Economy and lack of jobs, as well as not having heard from Eckerd in the last month after writing two emails AND calling. Grrrrr.
It will be really weird to not be speaking German every day anymore. BUT... the beaaaaaaaaaaach, omg. I can not wait to see the lovely seashore of North Carolina, attach that leash to my ankle and paddle my 9'2" out into the waves. I have been having stress dreams about surfing. Usually my board turns into a spaghetti noodle so that I sink and can't pop-up or paddle because I am trying to float on something that is not incredibly bouyant... Sometimes it turns into a wooden hot pad with holes in it and creases (where you can fold it up to fit in a drawer, see link).
http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/pitroviz/pitroviz0902/pitroviz090200075/4363910.jpg
Usually there is a wall between me and the waves as well. Like literally a Clear wall. In other words, the waves can not reach me, and I can not reach the waves. SO incredibly frustrating.
I have a lot of pictures still on the memory card of my camera, but I have been so lazy ( I blame the rain and my current job neuroses) that I have done nothing with them other than gaze longingly.
Anyway. 4.5 more weeks, 36 days. But who's counting!?!?!??!
We had four weeks of absolutely stunning, beautiful, warm weather. But alas, it was unseasonably warm and now we have to go back to the dreariness.
I swam in the outdoor pool on Sunday and almost froze to death. I felt very sympathetic for all the victims of the Titanic. I could only stay in the water for 20 minutes because my heart felt like it was going to explode and my teeth started chattering. BUT... afterwards I lay outside in the sun on my towel and soaked in the rays. THAT was nice.
Only 36 days left until I touch down in Washington D.C. and I am really really excited. Now that the end is in sight I am feeling slightly nostalgic about leaving... and also incredibly anxious about the state of the American Economy and lack of jobs, as well as not having heard from Eckerd in the last month after writing two emails AND calling. Grrrrr.
It will be really weird to not be speaking German every day anymore. BUT... the beaaaaaaaaaaach, omg. I can not wait to see the lovely seashore of North Carolina, attach that leash to my ankle and paddle my 9'2" out into the waves. I have been having stress dreams about surfing. Usually my board turns into a spaghetti noodle so that I sink and can't pop-up or paddle because I am trying to float on something that is not incredibly bouyant... Sometimes it turns into a wooden hot pad with holes in it and creases (where you can fold it up to fit in a drawer, see link).
http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/pitroviz/pitroviz0902/pitroviz090200075/4363910.jpg
Usually there is a wall between me and the waves as well. Like literally a Clear wall. In other words, the waves can not reach me, and I can not reach the waves. SO incredibly frustrating.
I have a lot of pictures still on the memory card of my camera, but I have been so lazy ( I blame the rain and my current job neuroses) that I have done nothing with them other than gaze longingly.
Anyway. 4.5 more weeks, 36 days. But who's counting!?!?!??!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Interview
I had my first official interview with Eckerd yesterday.
I think it went very well. The next step is a background check, but they can not do that until three months before I would potentially start working. In other words... I have to wait. Yay! The thing I most love to do.
He asked me to explain in detail my experience with children and youth, my wilderness experience, a problem that I stuck with until a solution presented itself, a confrontation with someone, the most stressful thing from the last year and how I handled it, and... I think that might be all.
The whole thing lasted about forty minutes, and I think I made a good impression, conducted myself honorably and intelligently, and I made him laugh... huzzzzzzzzzzah.
The only consolation he gave me was that they usually don't offer camp stays to people they aren't serious about, and so assuming my background check goes well... (they shouldn't find anything... or as Maia says, they will find a lack of anything) then I will go on my camp visit (all exspences (sp?) paid. wooooooot.
My hopes are high, but my fingers are still crossed.
I think it went very well. The next step is a background check, but they can not do that until three months before I would potentially start working. In other words... I have to wait. Yay! The thing I most love to do.
He asked me to explain in detail my experience with children and youth, my wilderness experience, a problem that I stuck with until a solution presented itself, a confrontation with someone, the most stressful thing from the last year and how I handled it, and... I think that might be all.
The whole thing lasted about forty minutes, and I think I made a good impression, conducted myself honorably and intelligently, and I made him laugh... huzzzzzzzzzzah.
The only consolation he gave me was that they usually don't offer camp stays to people they aren't serious about, and so assuming my background check goes well... (they shouldn't find anything... or as Maia says, they will find a lack of anything) then I will go on my camp visit (all exspences (sp?) paid. wooooooot.
My hopes are high, but my fingers are still crossed.
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