Monday, January 12, 2009

EISP

8:00 p.m. - CZ time

Yesterday was my first day as an intern...an international intern. It was good. Mostly observed. Met people. But was still exhausted. I couldn't sleep the night before for wondering what the day would bring. Well, the kids amazed me. They love to read..really! And all of them travelled over their break...to Austria, France, Switzerland, Germany, South Africa, or the States! These kids have been more places before they've turned 15 than I've been in my life. It's crazy! Awesome, but crazy. Of course, most of these families have the means to travel. I mean, if you can afford to pay $20 - 22,000 to send your kid to an International School, you can afford a weeklong get-away to ski in the Alps. They're right next door, for pete's sake.
Last night was rough.
I've had it with GST. I dunno where I'm supposed to live. I'm alone. Gag. Anyway, let's not talk about it.
Today was much better, even if my eyes were puffy all day. The sun actually came out. The temp was up to 18 degrees F. I got a lead or two on an apt. (fingers crossed). I'm designing a bulletin board - a collage for Romeo and Juliet (PERFECT!) - and might be doing some team-teaching next week. I talked to Mr. Keech today; he's super nice (and the equivalant of the high school principal).
I think I'm starting to get my guts back. I've kinda curled up into a ball and felt sorry for myself. My fire is being rekindled. It's about time for a kick-a theme song to start bumpin'.

I keep receiving little encouragements: notes, posts, messages. You guys have NO idea how wonderful that is. Thank you.

I wrote back to my supervisor and layed out the "living" situation. If they don't wanna help me find a place to sleep, by golly, they're gonna have to straight up tell me. I'm not making it easy to be brushed off.

Mitchell's webcam is in the mail... YAHOOO!!! Get excited. :):):):)

I'm gonna head to bed early...I need the extra shut-eye. Tomorrow is a not-so-hard day. We have lots of breaks. That will be a nice breather.

Much Love.

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