tem bastante mistério, sim!
Jul. 9th, 2009 10:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bellchronicles[A post from yesterday I forgot to put up!]
Sent off a couple of resumes; called one of the companies to make sure they'd received the one I sent earlier (and was told they'd get back in contact with me if I "fit the profile," which I don't, really, phooey. I'm not a IR major). Set up a meeting with someone who might be able to help me out, might not, but I should at least try. I really hope she can give me some leads/pointers, because I'm running out of ideas.
Also signed up for classes, and was frustrated that the graduate course I wanted, studying The Tempest with my favorite professor, clashes with my mandatory bits. Grrr. If I didn't want to maintain my mornings free, open for a half-time internship, I'd fiddle around so that I'd be taking classes all day long to fit in The Tempest one... alas.
Then, driving classes, the actual reason for this post. ♥ More advancement! I think. I began the session all over the place, feeling like I'd started from scratch. But we moved on to new things, like me getting used to braking and switching between first and second gear. The car died on me quite a few times (*makes face*), and I haven't gotten the hang of braking smoothly. We also tried a few times a... manobra? (maneuver?) That is, I had to turn the car around in a narrow street. It's not that hard technically-- roll the wheel in one direction, roll in the other, back-up at some point, and then go in the direction you want-- but PHYSICALLY. SO HARD TO MOVE THE WHEEL. alkdjfadlfj. I am such a weakling, I have to really pump my arms to get the wheel to turn, it's so stuck when I have my foot down on the clutch.
I get the feeling my instructor is bored out of his mind. He keeps repeating the same phrases, his favorite ones being não tem mistério, ne (there is no mystery, right) and vai na manha (go easy). No wonder, he's been at this for eleven years, I imagine there's nothing new to him. Especially if his trainee prefers to not talk, by nature and to better focus.
Now, for today... researching more companies, therapist, driving lesson, and a trip to an art gallery showing with my friend Carol. I haven't seen her in months and months-- the last time we'd talked, she'd hinted she'd wanted to make a business proposition to me, but since she never brought it up again, I suppose she's been distracted by other projects. Probably better that way. At any rate, I'll be glad to see her.
Sent off a couple of resumes; called one of the companies to make sure they'd received the one I sent earlier (and was told they'd get back in contact with me if I "fit the profile," which I don't, really, phooey. I'm not a IR major). Set up a meeting with someone who might be able to help me out, might not, but I should at least try. I really hope she can give me some leads/pointers, because I'm running out of ideas.
Also signed up for classes, and was frustrated that the graduate course I wanted, studying The Tempest with my favorite professor, clashes with my mandatory bits. Grrr. If I didn't want to maintain my mornings free, open for a half-time internship, I'd fiddle around so that I'd be taking classes all day long to fit in The Tempest one... alas.
Then, driving classes, the actual reason for this post. ♥ More advancement! I think. I began the session all over the place, feeling like I'd started from scratch. But we moved on to new things, like me getting used to braking and switching between first and second gear. The car died on me quite a few times (*makes face*), and I haven't gotten the hang of braking smoothly. We also tried a few times a... manobra? (maneuver?) That is, I had to turn the car around in a narrow street. It's not that hard technically-- roll the wheel in one direction, roll in the other, back-up at some point, and then go in the direction you want-- but PHYSICALLY. SO HARD TO MOVE THE WHEEL. alkdjfadlfj. I am such a weakling, I have to really pump my arms to get the wheel to turn, it's so stuck when I have my foot down on the clutch.
I get the feeling my instructor is bored out of his mind. He keeps repeating the same phrases, his favorite ones being não tem mistério, ne (there is no mystery, right) and vai na manha (go easy). No wonder, he's been at this for eleven years, I imagine there's nothing new to him. Especially if his trainee prefers to not talk, by nature and to better focus.
Now, for today... researching more companies, therapist, driving lesson, and a trip to an art gallery showing with my friend Carol. I haven't seen her in months and months-- the last time we'd talked, she'd hinted she'd wanted to make a business proposition to me, but since she never brought it up again, I suppose she's been distracted by other projects. Probably better that way. At any rate, I'll be glad to see her.
