Memories of Sand

School! It is starting! I can handle this! Yes I can!!!!

It's a totally different set of skills than has dominated my day-to-day life for the past few years. Now I have to start planning for the week ahead, seeing where the month is going, and paying attention to the overall arc of the semester. My day-to-day existence of the past few years is nothing like it. I used to have the skills to look in advance, and now I think I'm going to be working on bringing those back more than anything. I have to start some outlines for my courses, read the syllabi, and prepare for tonight's orientation.

I also have a question to email to my advisor. Maybe I should tell you all about it. ( Advice sought on preferring non-gendered forms of address. )

The weirdest part of going to law school will probably be shifting from being surrounded by social justice activists and queer people to... straight and narrow people. O_o At least there are still people with piercings and tattoos. I have to believe that that means there are certainly a few interesting people around still.

I know you're there because I met a few of you through poetree. I am asking you for a favor. I started writing a bit, which is SCARY. I don't, don't, don't ever want to share because I am so afraid that people will see inside me and it will end wrong. Plus I just don't know that much about poetry.

Okay, except that the other day I was at one of my volunteer activities and something that a panelist said struck a chord with me. I needed to get that image out into the world. So I've written down a draft, and I've begun editing that draft, and when I feel like I have no idea what else to do with that draft I'd like someone who has experience writing poetry to look over it and give me feedback. My goal would be to give this to the folks I work with to post on their web site as a sort of rallying cry, but it's not very long. (Four stanzas of four lines each.) I just think it'd be cool.

Would you be willing to look it over and voice feedback? I would appreciate it so, so much!

Firstly, wishing a happy, happy birthday to tarnished, best friend and all-around really cool woman to talk to. I hope you're having the best of days, Becky! And I really hope my card got there in time. I was almost too frazzled these last few months to even remember that. Yikes.

So, poor sunlitstarchild. XD It seems like whenever I have something going on with the job hunt that induces panic and hyperventilating, it's while I'm talking to her! She has to tell me to "breathe" way more than necessary. Today's panic-inducing moment: I got called by the woman hiring people for an office assistant position I applied to! Eeeeek! I was sort of expecting it, because she actually responded to my email application asking if I am available when they need someone. (Also, my intuitive skills are doing pretty well lately, to be honest.)

I did a lot of searching on that company when I got the email, so I was fairly prepared for the phone call. Just not in the grown-up sense where I actually feel like I'm an adult right now. I can't believe I'm doing this whole job hunt thing! OMG. Growing up. That way lies madness.

I have a real in-person interview now on Wednesday. Please send all good thoughts, well wishes, and any advice you can muster! I've already asked my roommate to help me practice interviewing, because this will be my first real job interview. It would be a great experience to work in this environment for a year or more: I can use secretarial skills for anything later, and I would really like to get a good idea of what happens in a law firm (which it is).