Sunday, February 26, 2006

Saturday, February 25, 2006

wow. Two weeks done already! I've never had a job in which time flew so quickly! My days have, while not always been terribly thrilling, at least been interesting and eventful. I have spent at least four full days completing graduation audits (I count up credits and requirements and make sure everything is kosher for those hoping to graduate in May), two days managing admissions files and printing letters, two days entering data into a database for transfer credits from "Our Lady Seat of Wisdom Academy", and the rest of the days having wisdom of my predecessor imparted upon me.
The test comes on March 8th when we open the doors for registration and program planning for the 2006-2007 school year. I'm excited to get to that point in registration where I can go through the process without stopping to look at an instruction sheet... but that's probably not going to be until halfway through the process. I'm realizing how unpopular the registrar's office is, though. Every student has a story of how they've been personally wronged by a registration advisor, and saying that they have "a" story is being generous. Most have at least two. Plus one or two horror stories of friends whose academic careers have been screwed up by the registrar. Huh. I know I had my own story in second year. Honestly though I can't remember what I was upset about. We're all looking for someone to blame, though. The student doesn't want to admit that they haven't pursued every option or looked thouroughly at the implications of the decision they made before they made it.... The registrars don't want to admit that sometimes they ill-advise the students.... I'm gonna say right off that I'm going to make mistakes. And if it's your file I botch, deep regrets, we'll work it out in a hurry. That's the problem with an institution that has such a high turn-over in this department-- you finally know what you're doing and you leave. New folks come in who have to learn the whole system (and it's huge) and botch things up until they learn what they're doing. Sigh. That's the problem with students, too-- you finally know what you're doing when it comes to registration, and then you leave... if only first and second years could know what third and fourth years know when it comes to registering for courses.
That's my saga for the day.
Cheers.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Presenting:

...the newest Redeemer Registrar's Assistant/Admissions Counsellor. Thanks for the prayers, all y'all, I start Monday morning bright and early!

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Memories

My dear Piglet is in England presently, being as talented as ever. She has a unique and phenomenal gift when it comes to both photography and photoshop, I highly suggest that you check out her blog if you get a chance.

While browsing her recent photos this morning, I came across this beautiful scene:



Instantly it grabbed my attention. Two years ago (less five days) I stood in the exact spot where Annie took the above picture. After scrolling through my archives I found this entry from February 3rd, 2004:

My favourite part of the day was standing on one of the older towers, looking out on the countryside, when the sun was shining behind the clouds. The grass looked both hunter-green and neon-green where the sun rays came down, the trees all looked like they came out of a fairy tale book, and I almost had to hang onto the railing to avoid being blown down the hill. The air was mild but it sprinkled rain every now and then, and it just felt so fresh and renewing.

Joel and I both snapped pictures of this moment, but his turned out much better than mine. Many of you will recognise this photo, it was quite a favourite.



Now check this out: I cropped Annie's picture slightly so that you might compare it with Joel's picture directly above:

Wow. Only four blogs in one month. I haven't been that bad since I came back from England! Hmm. I sense a trend.
The truth is, as hard as it is to find time to blog when I'm busy running around, it's harder for me to sit down, collect my thoughts and be productive when I have nothing going on in my life. Sure, there's still many stories that I have left to tell from last semester, there's pictures from Christmas and New Years and since... But when I get to the point where I have no direction in any given day, no job to head to for over a month and a half, it's hard for me to get anything done. Productivity comes more fluently when I don't have to worry about all of those "what ifs" concerning jobs, careers and school.
So my life, as of late, has been comprised greatly of job research: what kind of environment do I see myself in, what kind of position would I enjoy, what kind of employment is actually out there? The job market isn't as fabulous here in Ontario as it is, say, in Alberta. But I'm not moving out there. I just got back here. I decided that I'm not going down to the bottom of the barrel yet though, I'm not going to be a new graduate working full time at a fast food restaraunt. Yet. I've had two interviews in the past week and I've been called back for a second interview at one of the places. We'll see what comes of that; they want to hire by the end of the week.
I miss Michelle. We do supposedly live in the same house, but she's been working so many hours lately and then the one night a week that she has off is usually the only night that I get to see Brian. She's a busy girl. And she had an absolutely amazing Pay it Forward-type experience yesterday. You should ask her about it, it's phenomenal. Yay for strangers!