I've moved away from home — my home with Dan. I'm in Wellington now, doing a one-year diploma. We visit each other on the weekends, and we talk on the phone. But I'm used to him always being around. I miss him.
My dad's moved overseas again: another teaching job in another off-the-beaten-track country. I dropped him off at the airport at 4am this morning, and I hope to soon hear that he's arrived there safe and sound — although I don't think he's even meant to get there till late tomorrow night. Going to the other side of the world takes a while. I do worry about him. I know he's a grown man, but he isn't exactly going to the friendliest country around.
I don't know if I mentioned this on my blog, but I got that internship I wanted. This means that I have an employer who'll give me work over the holidays, and to whom I'll be bonded for two years once I've completed my Diploma. They'll also pay for my course fees once I've completed it.
I haven't mentioned the internship to anyone in my class, since quite a few of them unsuccessfully applied for it. Rather than taking twelve interns this year country-wide, they only accepted seven* — take that how you will.
About seventy people were interviewed for the course, so it's nice to be one of the elite twenty-ish that got in, and a bit surprising to be one of the two* who got an internship. Seeing the high grade of the other students, it's a bit humbling, and I honestly wonder if my employer made a mistake in choosing me when there are so many others of such a high calibre. But I'm gonna do my damnedest to exceed their expectations, to ace this course.
Knowing how many people believe in you gives you new faith in yourself; new determination to exceed people's expectations. I've started to feel like I haven't been living up to my potential, and I want to begin doing so.
* To clarify: seven interns were chosen nationwide to do five or six different courses. I and one other person were chosen as interns in my particular course.