Life is good.
My recent move to an apartment downtown was highly successful - very quick, relatively painless, and included a lot of food for helpers. My recent full time stature at the new jobola is great - I like the consistancy, and the constant stream of work. The days go by quickly, I'm learning a lot, and I can see my internal database of things I want the government to change skyrocketing by the day.
They are going to rue the day they sent out free publications on everything they do. Suckers.
I'm finding myself missing school more and more… I get emails from old classmates, and program coordinators, and I find myself wanting to submit papers, research, write proposals. Did I ever think at one point last year I would say out loud, "I love proposal writing so much, I'm going to do it in my spare time!!". No. but I do. Every spare minute I have, I am writing proposals. My own creative inventions that would take place in jamie's perfect world.
I've always said don't complain about something if you don't take the steps to fix them.
Thus - multiple proposals for government spending, national NGO policy, aboriginal rights, and education tools…. It's all becoming a blur. Will I submit them all? Yes. Will they all most likely be glanced at before being promptly recycled? Yes. Will it be a waste of paper? Maybe. Does that make me a failure of an environmentalist? Maybe. Shoot. However - I need it. I need the challenge. I need the deadlines. I need to know I'm contributing something. The apathy I experience on a daily basis in the corporate world only motivates me more to provide my (probably unneeded, and more likely, unwanted) unput and critique to those places that I can see change happening.
I wish I was paid for this. One day.
My recent move to an apartment downtown was highly successful - very quick, relatively painless, and included a lot of food for helpers. My recent full time stature at the new jobola is great - I like the consistancy, and the constant stream of work. The days go by quickly, I'm learning a lot, and I can see my internal database of things I want the government to change skyrocketing by the day.
They are going to rue the day they sent out free publications on everything they do. Suckers.
I'm finding myself missing school more and more… I get emails from old classmates, and program coordinators, and I find myself wanting to submit papers, research, write proposals. Did I ever think at one point last year I would say out loud, "I love proposal writing so much, I'm going to do it in my spare time!!". No. but I do. Every spare minute I have, I am writing proposals. My own creative inventions that would take place in jamie's perfect world.
I've always said don't complain about something if you don't take the steps to fix them.
Thus - multiple proposals for government spending, national NGO policy, aboriginal rights, and education tools…. It's all becoming a blur. Will I submit them all? Yes. Will they all most likely be glanced at before being promptly recycled? Yes. Will it be a waste of paper? Maybe. Does that make me a failure of an environmentalist? Maybe. Shoot. However - I need it. I need the challenge. I need the deadlines. I need to know I'm contributing something. The apathy I experience on a daily basis in the corporate world only motivates me more to provide my (probably unneeded, and more likely, unwanted) unput and critique to those places that I can see change happening.
I wish I was paid for this. One day.