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Housekeeping
Mar. 24th, 2008 07:22 pmThe house smells wonderfully of incense. It's very soothing, and I am curled up on my bed ostensibly reading Plato but mostly appreciating the scent drifting up and the warmth of the light. Plato can be very inspiring indeed, but not when he's threatening to throw the poets out of the Republic, so he can just sit on the floor face down for a while. Outside, it's cold. No snow, because of the nearness of the water, but everything is bright and clear.
This is my last week here in a while. A good thing, in many ways - much as I adore my parents, I can't live here for too long; I don't get much done, and the landscape is beautiful but that's all there is, I don't have any ties holding me here beyond it, and isn't that a wonderful realisation to come to weeks before my last term at Oxford - but not in others. Because, you see, I am going to London at the end of this week for reasons of actual, conventional, am-respectable-member-of-society employment. The job is a two-week internship with a vaguely notable City law firm. There are two problems with this, as far as I can see:
-Timing. Oh, timing. Finals are very important. Yes, they are, and I really need the time to revise in. After much agonising on this point, I have decided to do this anyway. The logic is, well, I would regret it if I didn't, and after my Finals, I really need to think about what I'm going to do with the rest of my life. I am currently on three of four law school rejections, and while this is what I expected, certainly, and I had been making contingency plans - as well as retaking-the-LSAT plans, wow, there's a depressing thought - I do need to seriously consider other things. And an internship of this type is a very useful thing to have done. It makes me feel very uncomfortable, but I'm trying to tell myself it's ten days - two lots of Monday to Friday - devoted to a very good cause, and although it will be exceedingly tiring, I may have to do some work in the evenings anyway. If my brain is too fried for actual revision, then, I don't know, typing up notes or re-reading primary texts, both of which would have had to be done anyway. So there we are. And on the bright side, I will be back down south and in visiting distance of Oxford.
-The second problem, though, is rather different, and more concerned with the, er, um, what? thing. Law firm internship? Me? No, you must be getting confused with someone else. My mental image of myself is of a peaceable geek with far too much hair who occasionally applies for things on a whim. I'm telling myself, on this point, that the last time I accidentally got a job and went into it with this amount of trepidation, I ended up having a stressful but ultimately delightful fortnight working for BBC Current Affairs. We shall see.
In any case, that's where I'm going to be. On April 11th,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
chiasmata and I are going to see KT Tunstall, which should be fun, and after that I'm back in Oxford and everything here will be all Finals all the time, cue lots of panic, etc., etc. On that note, it is probably time to retrieve Plato.
(Also speaking of which. Vienna Teng in London. Please to be telling me I am crazy for even considering this.)
This is my last week here in a while. A good thing, in many ways - much as I adore my parents, I can't live here for too long; I don't get much done, and the landscape is beautiful but that's all there is, I don't have any ties holding me here beyond it, and isn't that a wonderful realisation to come to weeks before my last term at Oxford - but not in others. Because, you see, I am going to London at the end of this week for reasons of actual, conventional, am-respectable-member-of-society employment. The job is a two-week internship with a vaguely notable City law firm. There are two problems with this, as far as I can see:
-Timing. Oh, timing. Finals are very important. Yes, they are, and I really need the time to revise in. After much agonising on this point, I have decided to do this anyway. The logic is, well, I would regret it if I didn't, and after my Finals, I really need to think about what I'm going to do with the rest of my life. I am currently on three of four law school rejections, and while this is what I expected, certainly, and I had been making contingency plans - as well as retaking-the-LSAT plans, wow, there's a depressing thought - I do need to seriously consider other things. And an internship of this type is a very useful thing to have done. It makes me feel very uncomfortable, but I'm trying to tell myself it's ten days - two lots of Monday to Friday - devoted to a very good cause, and although it will be exceedingly tiring, I may have to do some work in the evenings anyway. If my brain is too fried for actual revision, then, I don't know, typing up notes or re-reading primary texts, both of which would have had to be done anyway. So there we are. And on the bright side, I will be back down south and in visiting distance of Oxford.
-The second problem, though, is rather different, and more concerned with the, er, um, what? thing. Law firm internship? Me? No, you must be getting confused with someone else. My mental image of myself is of a peaceable geek with far too much hair who occasionally applies for things on a whim. I'm telling myself, on this point, that the last time I accidentally got a job and went into it with this amount of trepidation, I ended up having a stressful but ultimately delightful fortnight working for BBC Current Affairs. We shall see.
In any case, that's where I'm going to be. On April 11th,
chiasmata and I are going to see KT Tunstall, which should be fun, and after that I'm back in Oxford and everything here will be all Finals all the time, cue lots of panic, etc., etc. On that note, it is probably time to retrieve Plato.(Also speaking of which. Vienna Teng in London. Please to be telling me I am crazy for even considering this.)
