Interning

Here I am, an inter again. Why? I might be mentally deranged, but this internship is actually the closest to the answer "where do you see yourself 5 years from now?". It has a lot to do with what I like, what I learned in school and my work experience till now...not to mention it's US related.

I am an intern for the US Commercial Service. I am very scared and paranoid about reveling information due to the security interview I had to go through, and that's such a pitty, because it is the coolest place ever. I wanted to go there because lately I wasn't feeling so much "out there", and I needed to resuscitate my social life. I went there to meet people I guess. The acceptance process took a long time, but it was worth it. The new morning "job" will end on the 10th of December...and this first week it blended pretty well with my afternoon job.

I'm glad that I can compare the atmosphere and the work done at the US CS with the one from the Romanian Embassy/Consulate in Spain (in both places I was an intern and worked with specially trained Romanians). All I can say is that, sadly Romania is extremely far from the world of the big ones.

Ah yes...this week I had my job birthday - I'm a 3 years old official/state registered working class hero and I've been in the best office ever for the past year. Time flies...

Eat, pray, love favorite

"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master..."

Cruel punishment

This morning on my way to work I bursted into tears. This has never happened to me, I rarely cry in front of other people, so it must have been special.

All I could think about was why? So many reasons came through my mind - the weather and PMS, of course (though I haven't had that in a long time), appeared to be the best reasons...but then I thought that it could also be:

- the book I'm reading and how other people from other countries become some how famous and have enough money to travel and do what they want - I don't neuter envy...I'm not even able to define that word, but that is my biggest wish ever;

- the fact that I don't get enough affection - I am in denial on that part

- the fact that I started going back to the dog shelter, and though that picture never made me cry, this time I know more stuff about animal cruelty in Romania - and here comes the trigger of my shotgun of tears: a bomj was searching through a garbage bag on the side of the road and an old stray dog was looking at him, shacking with every bone in his body in the rain...the bomj moved towards one of the underground pipe entrances and the dog followed with a broken leg, but waiving his tale, happy that he won't be outside anymore...the bomj couldn't take him underground, so he remained outside in the rain, alone, still shaking...

I'm probably going crazy, but the first thing that came through my mind was "what sins have I committed in my other life to be born here and to experience these things?" It must be a punishment for something...I'm probably acting like a spoiled brat, I know there are worse things, but this doesn't mean that I don't deserve to also experience the nice ones when I go out on the street.