![]() |
|
2004-12-02 @ 1:56 p.m.
1:56 p.m. I feel better, now. After a few surprising phone calls and emails, I feel better. Really, it's the small things that amuse me happily. I'm still not content being here, but I've accepted that. The thing that's difficult to accept is that I have to wait. I'm patient with people, but when it comes to myself and time I'm not. Again, I have to constantly remind myself that I won't be here forever and that a few stagnant months is nothing compared to the life ahead that will be lived. I wrote WorldTeach again. The first email I sent is prolly lost in their information inbox. I found the email address for the person in charge of admissions. I also noticed on the site that the admission's position is advertising for a replacement. It dawned on me that the tardiness of any response could be linked to the fact that they're hiring internally. In the meantime, I've been perusing the South African Embassy site. Turns out I just need my Canadian passport for a tourist visa. I'm not sure what the deal is for a work permit. I gather it's hard to retrieve one. My buddy Ilse is looking up flight costs which'll likely cost a couple thousand. I had another ship dream last night. It was likely because I'm still toying with reapplying - not a youth counsellor though. The position that attracts me is the corporate trainer position. The corporate trainer looks after a crew training centre which is essentially a crew resourse centre for the ship. They also train new sign ons and are the liason officers between upper management and crew. They're also responsible for implementing English programs for ESL. This, I think, position is more suited. Again, it'll be hard work but a more rewarding than the youth counsellor. I thought I'd start my xmas shopping today. I didn't get off to a good start and decided to procrastinate some more. I'll do it next week. Maybe. Today's mom's 50th birthday! Unfortunately she's sleeping due to some severe back pains. She attributes it to menopause. Oh the joy we have to look forward to as women! n@s
|