So, Carl Moy (for whom I worked as a research assistant) decided that he was going to go teach in Berlin next year (or he'd like to) and that I should work at WIPO & audit his class. Which sounds DARN cool - but how to make that happen? Well, he advised that I email Jay Erstling and see if he has any ideas about WIPO. It took me a long time to get his email address, but when I did he emailed me back right away. He wants to start some type of internship relationship with William Mitchell & WIPO. He allowed me to send him my CV & when I would be available - he's going to pass it along. I would never expect anything - but the response was really positive. Who knows - maybe I'll be in Berlin next spring. I would love to do something like that...between interning at UNICTRAL and that...it would be amazing. Just the chance alone is amazing, never mind how cool it would look on my resume and all the stuff I would learn.
Tonight some friends & I are having dinner at Maggiano's. I'm slowly realizing that I'm not going to see them after tonight. It's a little sad. I'm excited to go, but on occasion I worry about leaving the safety of what I know. Leaving my bed, my friends, my school, the city that I'm familiar with. And then I try to remember all the possible COOL things that I am going to see and the people I will (hopefully) meet, and it's good.
Showing posts with label United nations. Show all posts
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Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Gack!
What would James Bond do?
OK - so not to harp on the eyeball issue, but it's irritating the living crap out of me. It's getting WORSE. I don't know how long to wait before I cave in & go see the eyeball doctor (excuse me - the vitreoretinal surgeon). The thing is - as I've been told time & again, along with every piece of information I've read - they are just going to send me home & tell me to wait it out. Suck it up you big baby! You'll be fine! Quit your whining and grow up.
Growl.
I've done NOTHING for school for 3 days. Oh, wait. I did read my Crim Law. Aside from that. nothing. And it's 3:30 on Sunday. I just have zero desire to do anything right now. I'm getting so excited about quitting work. I dread having to go to St. Louis this week. I really don't want to go. I want to stay home & maybe have those days off to work on my paper. I really think that it is work along with all the other stressors that I've added over the past month that contributed to my eyeball issue. I keep reminding myself that I'm going to be leaving really shortly - at the end of this week is a payday and after that I only have ONE pay-period left at Farmers Insurance Group. Then I'm DONE.
So many people ask me how I can just up & leave my job, then take off around the world. I want to ask them how can you NOT? Given this opportunity, would you shy away and not do it? I'm always going to have student loan debt - whether I do this or not. I'm certain that clerking for the United Nations won't exactly HURT my resume - presumably it might even help a wee bit. How could you NOT take the chance that you mind find what it is that you're looking for out there - if you were in my shoes, you know you would. I've earned it. This is mine. Maybe I'll be tired, or lonely, or scared. But it's all overshadowed by the wonder, the excitement, the experience. What else is there? To have lived and tried, or to die and never go?
OK - so not to harp on the eyeball issue, but it's irritating the living crap out of me. It's getting WORSE. I don't know how long to wait before I cave in & go see the eyeball doctor (excuse me - the vitreoretinal surgeon). The thing is - as I've been told time & again, along with every piece of information I've read - they are just going to send me home & tell me to wait it out. Suck it up you big baby! You'll be fine! Quit your whining and grow up.
Growl.
I've done NOTHING for school for 3 days. Oh, wait. I did read my Crim Law. Aside from that. nothing. And it's 3:30 on Sunday. I just have zero desire to do anything right now. I'm getting so excited about quitting work. I dread having to go to St. Louis this week. I really don't want to go. I want to stay home & maybe have those days off to work on my paper. I really think that it is work along with all the other stressors that I've added over the past month that contributed to my eyeball issue. I keep reminding myself that I'm going to be leaving really shortly - at the end of this week is a payday and after that I only have ONE pay-period left at Farmers Insurance Group. Then I'm DONE.
So many people ask me how I can just up & leave my job, then take off around the world. I want to ask them how can you NOT? Given this opportunity, would you shy away and not do it? I'm always going to have student loan debt - whether I do this or not. I'm certain that clerking for the United Nations won't exactly HURT my resume - presumably it might even help a wee bit. How could you NOT take the chance that you mind find what it is that you're looking for out there - if you were in my shoes, you know you would. I've earned it. This is mine. Maybe I'll be tired, or lonely, or scared. But it's all overshadowed by the wonder, the excitement, the experience. What else is there? To have lived and tried, or to die and never go?
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