söndag den tjugotredje september
it's been a month since i last wrote. lots has changed since then. the season has changed. my age has changed. my dwelling has changed. the way i spend my days has changed.
i'm now a 30-year-old master's level social work student and an intern at a foster care agency in the bronx who lives in far western queens and is looking forward to the cooler autumn days ahead.
i'm coming up on my fourth week of school and my second week of the internship. i have made friends at school. i have learned a lot in my courses. i am learning a lot at my internship. i feel like i am doing what is right for me.
tomorrow is my first interview with clients. i'm interviewing a teenage boy and his uncle and aunt. they want him to live with them through kinship care or foster care. i'm really anxious about it. i wanna do right by them, but i feel like i don't fully understand what i am supposed to do. i'm about to e-mail my field advisor for more clarification. i may not see him before the interview with the clients because i have to go to a training session all morning.
yeah, so i finally figured out what to go to graduate school for, and i applied and was accepted and am now a student at one of the best social work schools in the country. i finally have my very own lair in this big metropolis: my own tiny slice of this big apple. i don't feel lost anymore. i have a purpose and a plan and dreams that i can see i'm on the path of realizing.
most of my free time is spent studying or fixing up my lair. my lair still looks like i very recently moved in. there are still unpacked boxes laying around, and i have yet to get a lot of shit in order. it would help if i had a chest of drawers and a desk, so that i wouldn't have clothes and files and office stuff all over the place. i also hope to get rugs soon. my floor is off-white linoleum, and it's not aesthetically pleasing. the kitchen and bathroom are mostly done, though. they are looking very cute. the patio outside is getting cuter. my bed is already super-cute. i finally have tv and internet, thanks to my sister's generosity in hooking me up with her service for free.
life's good. i can't complain. i just hope that the one thing i feel is missing will come soon: a partner. maybe i'll meet someone at the university. that would be wonderful.
i'm now a 30-year-old master's level social work student and an intern at a foster care agency in the bronx who lives in far western queens and is looking forward to the cooler autumn days ahead.
i'm coming up on my fourth week of school and my second week of the internship. i have made friends at school. i have learned a lot in my courses. i am learning a lot at my internship. i feel like i am doing what is right for me.
tomorrow is my first interview with clients. i'm interviewing a teenage boy and his uncle and aunt. they want him to live with them through kinship care or foster care. i'm really anxious about it. i wanna do right by them, but i feel like i don't fully understand what i am supposed to do. i'm about to e-mail my field advisor for more clarification. i may not see him before the interview with the clients because i have to go to a training session all morning.
yeah, so i finally figured out what to go to graduate school for, and i applied and was accepted and am now a student at one of the best social work schools in the country. i finally have my very own lair in this big metropolis: my own tiny slice of this big apple. i don't feel lost anymore. i have a purpose and a plan and dreams that i can see i'm on the path of realizing.
most of my free time is spent studying or fixing up my lair. my lair still looks like i very recently moved in. there are still unpacked boxes laying around, and i have yet to get a lot of shit in order. it would help if i had a chest of drawers and a desk, so that i wouldn't have clothes and files and office stuff all over the place. i also hope to get rugs soon. my floor is off-white linoleum, and it's not aesthetically pleasing. the kitchen and bathroom are mostly done, though. they are looking very cute. the patio outside is getting cuter. my bed is already super-cute. i finally have tv and internet, thanks to my sister's generosity in hooking me up with her service for free.
life's good. i can't complain. i just hope that the one thing i feel is missing will come soon: a partner. maybe i'll meet someone at the university. that would be wonderful.
posted by Blåbär Björn at 19:44
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