Different.

Well then. Back at school. The first week has gone by. It's so weird.

First off, I'll tell you about how internship ended. It ended really nicely. On Thursday I treated everyone on cake and it was very appreciated. I got so many nice comments from various people around the store and I had a really, really good day.
On Friday, it was my last day and it was such a weird day. I didn't only had to finish up all the things I could, and clean up my station of everything me, but I also had to say goodbye to everyone and that scared me. Don't know why. But it was so nice. I had a present for my supervisor and the guy I worked with all these 5 months. They were very surprised I did, I don't know why. But after I gave them their present, it was their turn to surprise me. They had presents for me as well. Did not expect that in the slightest. So sweet. It made me feel so appreciated. Then I had to say goodbye to everyone and walk out of the building for the last time, being an intern. It felt really weird never walking in there the same way again. It felt so normal now.

The weekend after this was pretty stressful. I had to print and bind my pieces on the internship. I happily printed my internship report (which already didn't go as smoothly as I wanted it to) and bound it together, ready to move on to my portfolio, when everything went wrong. Pictures came out weird, it didn't look as professional as I was used to and to finish everything off, when I finally found the way to print it right, the new pack of paper I opened had a damp patch in it. Through the whole pack there was this waved up patch on the paper, making it unusable for this cause. I had to order new paper. But it was Sunday and everything had to be handed in on Monday. Everything sucked. Why didn't we just have a place nearby where I could just get the paper. Where did the damp patch come from anyway? The only solution was to order the paper and email my teacher with an explanation of the situation and the question if I could possibly hand it in later that week without it hitting my grade. Luckily he was really understanding and it was time for me to just wait 'till the paper came in.
Of course this didn't happen until Wednesday (usually it comes in the day after you order it, but even Tuesday something went wrong with delivery. Literally everything went wrong with this project.). Wednesday after school was all about printing, binding, visiting my internship company to give them a copy of my report and sign some last forms, and after that some more printing and binding. Luckily I got it all done and I could finally breathe. I could finally enjoy the free time I had after school.

Because I have free time again, now. Days 'till 3, not 6. Good life. Of course there is homework to be made, but it's so much more chilled out and I do have so much more free time. The assignments we got at school make everything even better. I really feel like I can work with them and make something great. This excites me.

Now we have a week off, though. Finally, some rest. No. Not really. First there is working 3 days in a row and then there is 4 days at London. London is my favourite place to be, though, so I am really looking forward to that. Then, on Saturday, it's my birthday and on Sunday there is working again. A pretty stuffed week, but a pretty nice and exciting week as well. On Wednesday we're going to see The Ruling Class with James McAvoy. Oooooh yes.

I'm going to leave it there. Long post. A lot to talk about. But now you're filled in again and I can just excite you with the exciting things to come, which will probably (hopefully) be talked about on here. In the meantime, keep an eye on my Instagram to see what I'm up to.

Have a nice life,
Xoxo
Winnie.

Goodbyes.

Let's be honest. I love it here. I'm sad to leave. The only thing I'm happy about is getting my free time back and being able to fully focus myself on a creative project. But if I could stay here, without working 3 jobs, I would. I really would. There are so many things here I like and that make me happy. To not have this anymore after having it for 5 month will be weird.

I will miss the walking everyday to and from internship. The ponies I walk past everyday (Dan, Ryan, Watson, Phil, Alex, Ben & George) (Yes, I gave them names). The little conversations about the weather or the coffee cookies with Patrick. The nice people walking around here. Feeling like I'm doing a good thing, like I'm really helping out, feeling appreciated by the people around me.
This just has been so good. And to have my very last week next week is odd. Then I will say goodbye and that will probably be it. This isn't really a place I come very often. I only see the outside from the backseat of the car every now and again. This will have a whole other meaning, now. And I love it.

I can't imagine what my last day will be like. What my goodbye will be like. I don't know if I can properly say goodbye to my supervisor. The thought of goodbye is just so weird. To give back a little I will treat everyone with cake (or pie, or tart, not sure. Vlaai, in dutch). I'm also giving my supervisor and the guy I've worked with all these 5 months some tea, because I'm the tea drinker around here and I want to give them something to remember me by (a little more special, different teas) and some chocolate, because why not. That's all I can do, I guess.

Excited to go back to school, but feeling weird about leaving here. Let's see how this ending goes.

Have a nice life,
Xoxo
Winnie.