So; DCF kid's aunt (who he's still living with) was blatantly lying to him about DCF's policies. Now that she's been caught, she's refusing to admit it.
So; DCF kid's aunt (who he's still living with) was blatantly lying to him about DCF's policies. Now that she's been caught, she's refusing to admit it.
Looking that up on urbandictionary, I found a lot of crazy.
On of the things I really dislike about NYC is that you really can't plan anything day-of. I wanted to do a little boardgame get-together with some friends this evening, but everyone replied that they were either out of the city, busy, or didn't want to come out to Brooklyn (even though I'm just in Williamsburg). Back in Rochester (or Berkeley, for that matter) you could rustle up enough people for a small party easily. Oh well.
On of the things I really dislike about NYC is that you really can't plan anything day-of. I wanted to do a little boardgame get-together with some friends this evening, but everyone replied that they were either out of the city, busy, or didn't want to come out to Brooklyn (even though I'm just in Williamsburg). Back in Rochester (or Berkeley, for that matter) you could rustle up enough people for a small party easily. Oh well.
I'm in Wisconsin, so I couldn't really help you with that. :P
On of the things I really dislike about NYC is that you really can't plan anything day-of. I wanted to do a little boardgame get-together with some friends this evening, but everyone replied that they were either out of the city, busy, or didn't want to come out to Brooklyn (even though I'm just in Williamsburg). Back in Rochester (or Berkeley, for that matter) you could rustle up enough people for a small party easily. Oh well.
That's not specifically a NYC problem, that's a "we're adults now" problem. I have literally every weekend booked from now until August 17th.
On of the things I really dislike about NYC is that you really can't plan anything day-of. I wanted to do a little boardgame get-together with some friends this evening, but everyone replied that they were either out of the city, busy, or didn't want to come out to Brooklyn (even though I'm just in Williamsburg). Back in Rochester (or Berkeley, for that matter) you could rustle up enough people for a small party easily. Oh well.
That's not specifically a NYC problem, that's a "we're adults now" problem. I have literally every weekend booked from now until August 17th.
You know those weeks where you wake up Monday and realize that somehow, unbeknownst to you, your entire week is already planned? Like, "Where the fuck was I when this was all decided? I want to play some fucking Forza."
Yeah, I think it's definitely mostly a "we're adults now" problem, but it seems exacerbated by the busyness of people in the city. The problem is slightly less so in Rochester or other small-ish cities.
EDIT: Also, the fact that awesome friends who I'd most like to play boardgames with are also the very people who are most busy doing awesome stuff.
My sister walks in on me trying and failing to use the shift key in photoshop to create nice straight lines for some Hardboiled art on my tablet. She says to me, quite casually, "Why don't you use a ruler?"
I almost started crying. How the fuck have I never thought of that?
Slowly coming to grips with the fact that my car hobby and desire for a project car is almost completely incompatible with my desire for a small living space that's very energy efficient.
Job interview was last week. They called my references yesterday. I know I completely rocked that interview and that my references basically told them that they would be stupid not to hire me.
Now I wait. I hate this waiting. It makes me question everything about myself and my insecurities of how I'm not good enough. I hate that because this job is a step down in responsibilities along with difficulty of work. I know that I can rock at it, but that stupid fucking doubt is getting to me.
I stare at my phone awaiting a phone call from the 206 area code. I'm trying to will it to be. This week has been too long.
Well the jobs market in the UK is pretty fucking dire. Despite having a pretty good CV with rounded experiance I am still looking at minimum wage in dead end jobs. I have to go back to college and do some more courses as well as a ton of other work. Even then I will have to wait 6+ years for even a hope of getting a job in my field, that isn't even a job that I want but that is just a job in history that pays. I hate life sometimes.
I have a degree in ancient and medieval history, 2:1, held mutiple jobs since I was 14, and not just shitting ones most involving skilled work, volunteering work, both over seas and in the UK. The kicker being that the uni really didn't give us any support when leaving. We could have our CV's looked over but thats about it. Unless I want a job for Bloggs Co call center and bugger all then its looking rather dire.
What's the rest of the E.U. look like with your background? You can always see about moving elsewhere within the E.U. and see if your luck works out better there.
The problem is that although my girlfriend is fluent in German and French, I only have GCSE's in Japanese. Its part of the problem. I have to go back to college on a part time course to get a TEFL qualification and bring my Japanese up to A level then get either French or German GCSE's and hope. I could go to the US but its most likely the same shitty situation over there, why get some English guy to travel half way round the world when you have hundreds of people on your door step. Im hoping that with TEFL I will at least be able to teach abroad and see some of the world. After that well Im fucked really.
Edit; I should say as well that with the rise of Buiness and Marketing Degrees it has become pretty fucking hard to make any in roads in the buiness sector with out cutting off your genitals and selling your first born. You now have to be a total dick and heartless to make any progress and even then its pretty slwo going.
So if I understand what you're saying, the only job you think you're qualified for elsewhere in the E.U. is teaching English as a foreign language, but given how you don't speak any other languages spoken in the E.U. and aren't certified in them, you're not qualified to teach English, correct?
So if I understand what you're saying, the only job you think you're qualified for elsewhere in the E.U. is teaching English as a foreign language, but given how you don't speak any other languages spoken in the E.U. and aren't certified in them, you're not qualified to teach English, correct?
Something to that effect yes.
You have to get the TEFL course to actually get paid to teach abroad rather than generic volunteer work. The idea behind it is that you end up in a school with existing exchange programs, you get a crash course on the language on learn on the job. The other one is that you have the relevent language degree and need the teaching qualification.
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Sometimes, adulthood sucks.
EDIT: Also, the fact that awesome friends who I'd most like to play boardgames with are also the very people who are most busy doing awesome stuff.
I almost started crying. How the fuck have I never thought of that?
Now I wait. I hate this waiting. It makes me question everything about myself and my insecurities of how I'm not good enough. I hate that because this job is a step down in responsibilities along with difficulty of work. I know that I can rock at it, but that stupid fucking doubt is getting to me.
I stare at my phone awaiting a phone call from the 206 area code. I'm trying to will it to be. This week has been too long.
Edit; I should say as well that with the rise of Buiness and Marketing Degrees it has become pretty fucking hard to make any in roads in the buiness sector with out cutting off your genitals and selling your first born. You now have to be a total dick and heartless to make any progress and even then its pretty slwo going.
You have to get the TEFL course to actually get paid to teach abroad rather than generic volunteer work. The idea behind it is that you end up in a school with existing exchange programs, you get a crash course on the language on learn on the job. The other one is that you have the relevent language degree and need the teaching qualification.
(there are better sources but this was the first I came across).
My Dziadzia was diagnosed with colon cancer and has nodules on his liver too. Fuck all this.