I’ve been boring over the past few however long it’s been since I last posted. It’s finals month, so I’ve been labouring over the last few bits of work that I need to complete my degree. Currently it’s a 3,500 word essay on heroes in Icelandic sagas. I’m about a third of the way through, it’s due on Tuesday and I’ve got social things to be doing this weekend which isn’t ideal.
I’ve also been asked to help run a Viking workshop at the university because I helped out doing something similar in a primary school a while back. I don’t really remember when, but I’ve agreed to do it and I’ll be getting paid a whole £6.95 an hour to do it!
Graduation seems to be sneaking up on me every now and again, slightly scarily it’s less than two months away. I’ve got one more essay to hand in and one more exam and that’s it. It’s seriously terrifying me, but I’m looking forward to it more than anything. I don’t want to be stressed like this for the rest of my days, even though I love learning. I’m going to miss it, but I don’t think I could do any further study just yet.
So, back to the title. I applied for a job quite a long time back, not really thinking I was going to get it to be honest. It wasn’t exactly something I planned to do, and so I was a bit facetious and put down that I make a really good french coffee on the application form. Dappy, I know. I didn’t think I’d get through, but then yesterday I got a letter saying that I’m being invited for a group interview/written exam on the 29th May for the position of a support worker in Leicester. It’s working for a charity, supporting people with mental health and learning difficulties in the community, helping them with anything they need like housing and giving them the chance to live a normal life. If I get through the first interview, I’d be invited back the next day for an individual interview, and then I guess I’d start working for them. Scary, but nice getting an interview.
Back to nice things – going out for drinks with a friend tomorrow, helping out with children during the day and having another amble onto campus to return a book. It’s overdue (oops!), I meant to take it back yesterday and got all the way to returning the book, but then realised it was the wrong book so it’s now even more overdue. Sometimes I swear I need a brain.