Finally! I've been looking into this opportunity to do something I've always wanted to do and for a long time I've been putting it off. When I finally wanted to do it, other things got in the way. This time it pulled through and I was able to pass all the requirements but I was still feeling a bit anxious that something else might come up and get in the way. But now that I'm through with the first week I can say for sure that I am taking a language class.
Celebratory cupcake looking a little worn out
It's a basic class, about 150 hours. I applied for it late last year but I got so sick that I didn't read the text message in time notifying me that I had an interview to get in the class. This time around I was determined to not botch this.
So, overall I felt like my interview was an oversell. I didn't want to do it and I'm not comfortable doing it but people say that you should not say anything negative about yourself in an interview. In my mind I was thinking, 'I'm so not going to give you any reason to turn me away.'
Most of the questions were pretty basic like what are my hobbies. I said, "mag-Internet?" How lame is that?! I could not think of anything. I should really get myself a hobby.
Then I was asked why I wanted to take this class and I said it was something I wanted to do since I was a kid. I didn't mention anything about it being due to anime because I don't watch them as often now and I don't know if it might seem weird.
I was asked, "On a scale of one to ten, how much do you want this class?" Immediately I said, "Ten!" So I was asked, "Why ten?" Crap! So I said, "It's something that I wanted to do since I was a kid," which by now is sounding ridiculously repetitive so I hastily added, "It's just something I want to do before I die..." And the teacher said, "Wag naman ganon..." Okay, not what I intended! So I quickly said, "It's on my bucket list," which is what I had intended to say.
I was asked something about health problems. I said, "None?" None that's life threatening, I mean. Again, I just didn't want to give them any reason to say no to me. Well, I don't have dire health problems, I think, so it's not like I'm going to collapse in the middle of class and disrupt the lesson. At the very least I could excuse myself and collapse outside the door.
It's a week in and there's a lot of things to get adjusted to. First is a steady schedule. Second is the whole being in a class thing. I was a little surprised that I needed a pencil. I don't think I've ever used a number 2 Mongol pencil in years.
It's a lot like being in grade school but I guess that's because it's a language class. It's like learning to talk and write again for the first time.
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