Category Archives: Education and Work
I have a very small mouth. I’ve lost track of how many teeth I’ve had pulled because they couldn’t fit in my mouth. And now that my mouth is wired shut, I think it’s causing me even more problems.
If you don’t know what it means to be wired shut, I’ll explain. The first thing to note is that I have braces. On certain brackets, I also have “surgical posts.” These little posts stick up, away from the bracket and towards the gums (so, they stick up on the top and down on the bottom).
Second item of import is the splint. The splint is a piece of plastic with the impression of my teeth on it. This is stuck between my teeth, kind of like a mouth guard, but flat.
Then the “wired” part comes into play. A metal wire is threaded from post to post, alternating top to bottom, basically sewing my teeth together. The x-ray of this is hilarious. Read the rest of this entry
Today was the first day of my Creative Writing course. The syllabus makes it sound like we’d only write creative nonfiction about trees and flowers, but the class actually seems pretty awesome.
It’s very unstructured and open, which is both good and bad. On the one hand, I can write anything I want. On the other, I can write anything I want. Having recently decided to put away the novel I’ve been working on since Fall, I was looking forward to someone pushing me in a direction I might not have gone on my own. I can probably still get that out of this course if I talk to the professor, but since she specializes in creative nonfiction, I might refrain from that. We’ll see how the semester goes.
That aside, tonight’s assignment is to write something, anything, in regards to “nature.” I, regrettably, must use the quotes there. Nature can mean anything — the trees outside your window, to the space surrounding you, even to human nature. It can be literal, figurative, theoretical, philosophical… anything. Anything at all. Did I mention this class is unstructured and open?
On more specific terms, we have to talk about and to nature. Or through it if we so decide. I came up with a few ideas and one poem, but none of them suited my fancy. It wasn’t until I was listening to Amethystium and the song Mystere [click the link to hear the song] started playing that I knew what I had to write about. Several minutes and lots of scribbles later, this is what I have: Read the rest of this entry
I go to a co-op school, which means internships are an integral part of my education. Right now, I am on my second of three “co-ops,” in which I work full-time instead of taking classes. The length of these co-ops is six months, or July-December for me.
Thought most (if not all) companies that choose to hire co-ops treat us more or less like normal employees, there is still that ever-present knowledge that we are temporary. We do not get benefits, for instance. Though I work 40-50 hours a week, I am not eligible for health insurance or paid time off. I’m only there for six months, after all.
My time and expense sheets are an excel spreadsheet I fill in myself as opposed to the web-based system full-time employees have. I can’t make use of any company discounts, and my access to servers and systems is limited. It’s the latter bit that really sucks. Especially when someone calls me for help and I have to tell them “I know exactly what your problem is and how to fix it, but I can’t because I’m just an intern.”
But alas, there is a bright side. Read the rest of this entry