No title can name this post.
Yes, no title can name this post thats why I am writing in this pink like color.
Okay, well I am back in my room now not at my parent's house. Anymore, I might have slept three or four hours last night. . . my parents and my brother didn't get home until around 11:30. And once everyone got home my family doesn't know how to be quiet! That didn't help my insomnia, and I had a headache. Then I woke-up at 5:30 and drove to my internship today and got there around 9. I went trick-or-treating with the kids in a large insurace building. I got lots of candy, yeah and yummy! The kids were all dressed up it was fun! Then myself and the other girl student planned group counseling pretty much for the rest of the semester. My field instructor called in sick, Suprise Suprise! But we got a lot done which was good!
I am beginning to think that I am a little bit immature. I mean this weekend yelling at my mom and all. Then getting all excited about halloween candy. Okay these two things are reasonable some of you might say considering that most people would feel the same way maybe. But there is other stuff like is being unrealistic considered being immature? I mean first off do I really think I am going to get a job in Texas or somewhere south or closer to the border? Also, can I really reasonabaly put on my resume that I speak Spanish efficiently and that my objective is to find a job where I can use my language abilities? Will I be able to use my language abilities in a productive way at a job working with immigrants and their families? No se, pero quiero pensar que si. Me gusta leer libros y veo television en espanol mucho y puedo entender mucho, but so what? Sometimes I think my dreams my goals are pretty wacky, like the one that someday I am going to live in Europe for a while in particular Spain. Hello! I am going to be a social worker and this year I am trying to somehow mentally prepare myself for the adjustment of working and pretty much trying to support myself entirely on not the highest salary. I feel like I can, its not like I have lived laviscously in college. But this is hard especially when my parents bring my back clothes from Banana Republic and expensive stores after they go on trips to feed my expensive tastes. Its like sometimes I feel completely naive to the world and don't really realize what the real world is like. I try to expose myself through my studies, my volunteer work, and what I am going to be doing for the rest of my life. I feel like I am an open-minded person and cultured somewhat, but what is that really mean? I also think I am pretty flexible and like change, but the change that I want a lot is not what other people would think as necessarily positive in some regard. I am a pretty restless person sometimes in a lot of ways. . . I see so much injustice, and so much of it could be allievated or cured if people just thought differently and weren't so damn greedy or prideful. I realize I can't change people, but all my ideals too lofty that I can possibly change the world? And for some reason this year I feel disconnected a lot from a lot of my friends because of differences in geographically, busy schedules, whatever. But sometimes its like I am lonely. . . but wait I don't have time to be lonely. Plus I like my independence! There is so much going on in this head of mine sometimes I don't understand why or really want to figure it out. Graduation is knocking, knocking on my door ~ yeah!
I am still reading de amor y de sombra and between watching the telenovelas all I want to do is read the book and finish it. It is a beautiful story about many things including Irene a reporter and Francisco a photographer that both work for the same magazine. They stumble into a crime which is part of the larger story behind a very corrupt country in Latin America. A fragile but very strong love develps that either one denies but destiny is different. . . but I don't know I haven't finished the book.
Oh I am so tired. . . I wish sometimes I could make sense of everything more. .
Okay, well I am back in my room now not at my parent's house. Anymore, I might have slept three or four hours last night. . . my parents and my brother didn't get home until around 11:30. And once everyone got home my family doesn't know how to be quiet! That didn't help my insomnia, and I had a headache. Then I woke-up at 5:30 and drove to my internship today and got there around 9. I went trick-or-treating with the kids in a large insurace building. I got lots of candy, yeah and yummy! The kids were all dressed up it was fun! Then myself and the other girl student planned group counseling pretty much for the rest of the semester. My field instructor called in sick, Suprise Suprise! But we got a lot done which was good!
I am beginning to think that I am a little bit immature. I mean this weekend yelling at my mom and all. Then getting all excited about halloween candy. Okay these two things are reasonable some of you might say considering that most people would feel the same way maybe. But there is other stuff like is being unrealistic considered being immature? I mean first off do I really think I am going to get a job in Texas or somewhere south or closer to the border? Also, can I really reasonabaly put on my resume that I speak Spanish efficiently and that my objective is to find a job where I can use my language abilities? Will I be able to use my language abilities in a productive way at a job working with immigrants and their families? No se, pero quiero pensar que si. Me gusta leer libros y veo television en espanol mucho y puedo entender mucho, but so what? Sometimes I think my dreams my goals are pretty wacky, like the one that someday I am going to live in Europe for a while in particular Spain. Hello! I am going to be a social worker and this year I am trying to somehow mentally prepare myself for the adjustment of working and pretty much trying to support myself entirely on not the highest salary. I feel like I can, its not like I have lived laviscously in college. But this is hard especially when my parents bring my back clothes from Banana Republic and expensive stores after they go on trips to feed my expensive tastes. Its like sometimes I feel completely naive to the world and don't really realize what the real world is like. I try to expose myself through my studies, my volunteer work, and what I am going to be doing for the rest of my life. I feel like I am an open-minded person and cultured somewhat, but what is that really mean? I also think I am pretty flexible and like change, but the change that I want a lot is not what other people would think as necessarily positive in some regard. I am a pretty restless person sometimes in a lot of ways. . . I see so much injustice, and so much of it could be allievated or cured if people just thought differently and weren't so damn greedy or prideful. I realize I can't change people, but all my ideals too lofty that I can possibly change the world? And for some reason this year I feel disconnected a lot from a lot of my friends because of differences in geographically, busy schedules, whatever. But sometimes its like I am lonely. . . but wait I don't have time to be lonely. Plus I like my independence! There is so much going on in this head of mine sometimes I don't understand why or really want to figure it out. Graduation is knocking, knocking on my door ~ yeah!
I am still reading de amor y de sombra and between watching the telenovelas all I want to do is read the book and finish it. It is a beautiful story about many things including Irene a reporter and Francisco a photographer that both work for the same magazine. They stumble into a crime which is part of the larger story behind a very corrupt country in Latin America. A fragile but very strong love develps that either one denies but destiny is different. . . but I don't know I haven't finished the book.
Oh I am so tired. . . I wish sometimes I could make sense of everything more. .