prettygoodyear: (random text - stressed backwards)
 I'm still alive! Just busy and/or lethargic. It's a busy time at work these days, but next week I have to work for only 2 days and then I got 2+ weeks off, which is always nice. 

Tomorrow my mom will celebrate her birthday for the family which means I'll see my nieces again, which is always lovely. Other than this, I don't have much to share I guess. Well, maybe that I am a bit addicted to Netflix? The Netflix collection in my country so far is so/so, but I've discovered that when you use a proxy, you can access any other country Netflix is available in. Goodness gracious how awesome. Devoured The Killing, The Bridge (both original Danish/Swedish productions), Orange Is The New Black, House Of Cards etc...etc...I've re-watched the entire collection of The Nanny (yeah yeah yeah) and so much more. I love it! ♥

I really have nothing else to add, so I leave it at this. Sorry for not commenting much either, I'm just not really feeling it at the moment. I do read all of your entries though!
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prettygoodyear: (random text - EEEK!)
So, there is a forum I frequent and they were posting a topic "20 years of Under The Pink listening session" or something to that extent. Doesn't matter. What matters is this "20 years".
That means it's been 18 fucking years since I discovered Under The Pink and also Boys For Pele. How?

I remember high school so vividly, I spent 7 years of my life there. Those years felt like fucking forever back then, but now? The first 18 years of my life felt like fucking forever, but the past 18 years? Flew by in an instant. How does time work? How come I still remember high school and college so vividly while they happened over 15 years ago? Another 18 years from now and I'll be in my fifties. Just. What?! And also, the realisation comes that in the past 11 or so years nothing really happened in my life. I mean, in those 7 years of high school so much more happened in my life than these past 11 years. Holy shit.

I remember when my mom turned 40, I'll turn 40 in 5 years. Again, how? How is it even remotely possible I'm already halfway into my 30's while I was only in my teens yesterday? Life and time don't make much sense. I mean, my youngest niece turns 2 in a month. I still remember the day she was born. It doesn't feel like 2 years.

My three month trip to Ireland happened in 2002, almost 12 years ago. So many memories are still so vivid and don't feel like 12 years ago, at all. How is that possible?

I just find it bizar how quickly time seems to pass the older you get. It also feels like it's passing quicker than I can get a hold of. I feel like I'm behind several years, or at least my mind is.

[/end of rambling post]

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prettygoodyear: (tv - Top Gear  -journey)
Happiness…

I was reading old diaries of mine. I keep one since the age of 12. I think it was near the end of 2003 when my thoughts and feelings got darker and darker. There were moments of joy, but I found it hard to fit into this world. Things got worse when I moved out of the house into my apartment at the end of 2003. I think that every entry was about me being confused about life, work etc… Of course I also tend to write down my thoughts more when it involves a stressful situation, and keeping an online journal also often prevented me from writing in my physical journal. But still. For over 10 years now I seem to struggle with the same things: a feeling of not belonging here, a need for freedom.

more ramblings this way )

I know the only right decision would be to quit this job and do something I love. I hope to be able to do just one day soon. (I still wish the idea of a basic income for all, of which you could live off without a job would become reality for all one day soon. It would make life so much easier for so many people and in the end would benefit so many things. For more info: http://www.globalincome.org/English/Global-Basic-Income.html)

Let me end this long post with a song, one of my favourite songs of all times:



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prettygoodyear: (random text - ignore)
 I wonder why we often are so hard on ourselves. Why it's so hard to just accept yourself and be okay with yourself. Why is it so much easier to see the good in other people, but not yourself? How doest that work? And how can you change it, for good? I really wonder about it. I am so good at spotting my own faults, I find it so hard and difficult to believe I am good at something, that I am okay. But why? Because it is fucking up my life so much, it's preventing me from true happiness and peace. And yet I can't seem to change it. 

I so desperately want to see in myself what I see in other people. I so desperately want to be happy with myself, be happy with life. But I am not, at all and I am so sick of it. Why am I so hard on myself? I so often want to find the reset button, but I never seem to find it. Sigh. 

I really find it so difficult to just keep on going and I feel terribly guilty about it. But it's so tiring when each day feels like such a huge battle, because you're constantly wondering if you're okay enough, not hurting or disappointing anyone. It's so tiring to always feel you're not good enough, to feel invisible and worthless. I so often feel like I don't belong here, at all, so often feel like an alien in this world and I don't want that anymore. But somehow I can't seem to change it and I just keep on going, not knowing into what direction, not feeling truly alive. 

I am extremely sorry for being such a debby downer btw, feel free to ignore this post. It just seem to be this endless struggle...

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prettygoodyear: (tv - Top Gear  -kill me now)
Ever since I started to teach, now about 10 years ago I, from time to time, have these nightmares in which none of the kids listen, I yell, yell louder, yell even more louder and still nothing helps. Everyone jumps around, do as they please and it pretty much is one big mess. Whenever I wake up I feel relieved, it was just a dream and though I doubt myself as a teacher so often, it never actually gets that bad.

Well...it never did until yesterday afternoon. I think I was not in an all too best mood, because dear god I've been tired for too long. I heard myself respond to things I could have easily ignored and all would have been fine. But no. I had to make a point somehow? The kids were all over the place that afternoon, not listening at all. I promised them that the final 45 minutes they got to work on the project they so loved. God, it went insane after that. Yelling, running around, just doing as they pleased. Basically all things that always happened in my nightmares and stayed there now came true. It was awful. I felt awful. I even got a girl into tears because I spoke another language than her and misunderstood her. So that involved a dad ranging up after school. I still can't believe this actually happened. It was a small comfort to hear all classes had issues with their kids, but still. This was a super, super low for me. I had a day off today, which was good, but tomorrow I will at least apologize to the girl for getting her upset. Even though I never meant to upset her, still. I remember having these teachers that always clashed with me and pretended they were better than me. I don't want to be like that.

Yesterday was a god awful day, now to be able to just let go and accept it for what it was....
prettygoodyear: (emotions - shut up!)
Ever since this weekend, nothing seems to make sense anymore. Everything feels different, weird, off. I am constantly feeling my soul/spirit isn't connected to my body. I feel I'm not connected to the world. I have a constant panic rushing through my body, I feel empty. Sometimes it feels like my head is about to explode, other times I'm freaked out about stupid things. I didn't feel any real emotions when I visited my sister and niece, everything felt rushed. I've been in a rush since Saturday and I don't think it stopped? I can't put my finger on my feelings, I just know it sucks. I don't know what happened to me all of sudden, hate to be in this feeling though, not knowing how to make it go away.
prettygoodyear: (Default)
Haven't updated in a month. Guess not much happened that was worth writing about?
Work has been consuming most of my time. I still haven't got used to the routine. And now with the days getting shorter and darker it's getting even harder to get up. 

Summer decided to show up in autumn, which was nice while it lasted. Shame temperatures will go down starting tomorrow: 12 degrees celsius and lower. Ugh. I did end up getting a new coat for winter though which I really like, so that eases the pain of cold weather just a bit. 

Yeah...what else? Rosalie turned 2 just 2 weeks ago. Tori concerts in 2 weeks. I sold tickets for 2 of the shows since I actually don't feel like seeing that many shows. I am still not sure how I feel about seeing her live, though from what I read on the internet it's supposed to be amazing. But the new album doesn't wow me. The opening song does, as does the instrumental part of Star Whisperer. A lot of songs I skip though, not for the music, but for the singing voice of Tori. I don't join the hype either anymore that's going on right now. I simply don't seem to care about it much anymore. Which still saddens me a bit, since I've been listening to Tori for almost half of my life now. 
But who knows what happens once I see her live again in 2 weeks. 

And life just seems to happen these days. I haven't touched my DSLR in weeks which I feel bad about, but ever since work started I don't seem to have the energy to do much else. I want to try out running. I bought the clothes. Downloaded a course. All I need now are good shoes and actually some motivation. Yeah...maybe one day...

Well...of to bed I go. Watch the final DVD of LOTR:ROTK in bed. Then back to work again tomorrow...
prettygoodyear: (seasons - Summer)
Three more weeks and then another school year will come to an end. Last week went on school camp for 2 nights. It were the hottests days of the year so far, but at least it meant no rain. Well, we got some rain on our final night and departure, but the rest was just hot, humid and sunny. We stayed in town this year, which actually felt so much better. I don’t even know why.

 

Also got stung loads of times. I still have no idea if they were mosquito bites or not fact, but fact is, I now have an amazing rash on my leg that still itches. Allergy reaction, or…? Might go and see a doctor next week if things are still the same. Though I’d rather not, because usually he just tells me it’s nothing.

Life in general right now is complex. Overwhelming really. This huge inner battle is going on strong and I’m ready to fight it, but alas, I still don’t even know where to begin or how. The constant self-critism that just never seems to shut up is getting really annoying and old. A lot of past issues still require my attention because it basically prevents me from going on with my life.

prettygoodyear: (autumn - autumn)
I think that when you spend a lot of time on your own, you get so used to it, it gets harder and harder to be around people 24/7. Then again: when Judy was here last year, it didn't feel tiresome at all. I was afraid it would be, but it didn't. It was actually just nice.

I find it extremely confusing this whole being sensitive stuff. I still don't really know when it's me or someone else and what to do about it. At least I managed to be more expressive. She said this morning she wanted to leave at 1 o'clock, but I asked her if it would be okay if she left a bit earlier because I needed some of this Sunday to myself. Silly maybe, I dunno, but my head was full, even after a night of good sleep. I just needed my space back.
Maybe we're just too different, I dunno. And maybe it's just because I shouldn't be doing these things during a weekend, after a week full of work. Sigh. I wish I understand myself better sometimes.

Anyway...the rest of today just felt weird. Still does. Hmmm...
prettygoodyear: (Tori - 6:58-2)
I so often feel so guilty about so many things. I cancelled, for instance, the Wednesday night meetings today. Found it so hard. First called my mom to let her know and her instant reaction was "Awww, what a pity" and "That makes me quite sad" Instant guilt trip of course. Then I had to call the lady who organizes these nights and she was upset, but could understand. She wondered if it had something to do with her etc...More guilt build up.

Because I find it so hard to just say no to things, because I don't want to let people down or disappoint them. But I also realized that by going on with something I don't enjoy doing, I'm not really of great use either. Then it's better to quit.

I also felt the shame and guilt because why quit? Didn't I want to take on the course? Is it really that difficult to get out of the house for 3 hours and do something else? But it is.

And so then there's also the guilt about that and my feelings. My co-worker is having a really hard time. Her husband got fired last year and they have just recently opened a post office kind of store. It means she has to work 3 days at school and 3 days over there. Their income is way less than it used to be, she has a family to take care off etc...She's slightly depressed (no surprises there) but she keeps on going. She doesn't complain and just does her thing. But I get overwhelmed so easily, and by what really? I find myself comparing myself to her etc...And I shouldn't do it, because we're all different kind of people and we all feel and handle things differently. But still. Guilt trip again.

And I could go on and on and on with the list.
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So...today I went into town for a bit to have lunch and mail a package. Random thoughts came to me...

1. My country decided we don't need a post office anymore. It got closed in my city last October and we don't have a real post office anymore. They are now spread all through the city, located in stores and such. Which is annoying, because it's never sure what kind of service they provide. Some only sell stamps, others will send packages international, others don't. Annoying much. Why not just have a real post office, with people working there who actually know what they are required to do? Yesterday I sent 5 packages, got a track and trace code for all of them. Today I went to another store so mail another package. The kid working there had no idea about track and trace and showed me a map with instructions he got. That was it. Again: why no post office like we used to have? It made everything so much easier. And there is nothing we can do about it. The government decides and you have to deal with it no matter what.

2. I'm a teacher. Have been one for a little over 7 years. These days children with special needs don't go to special schools anymore (well, hardly), they just go to a normal school. Because, so the government says "It's in the child best interest to not feel too left out" or something like that. What they are actually saying is "We don't want to spend any money on good education, deal with it!". When we've got a kid in class who clearly doesn't function well, we're required to fill in all sort of forms. When you don't express your needs well enough, or when you don't use particular words to describe the problems, they will tell you "sorry, not enough proof the child can't stay in school or requires help (read: money)". And you're fucked. So is the child. Classes grow bigger, tasks for teacher have less to do with teaching. It's frustrating, because there, again, is really not much we can do about it. Some dude from the government decides what is good and what is not and we have to just deal with it. They have NO idea what is like to teach a class full of different kind of children. They just expect every kid to be the same and results should reflect that. They seem to forget how they needed education as well back in the days and that without it, they wouldn't be where they are now. Seriously...we earn so little as teachers and we get restricted more and more, expectations get higher and higher. All money goes to stupid roads, arts and projects that seem so unimportant.

And yes...I live in a democratic country: I can speak my mind without going to jail. I can vote for whoever I want. But that's about it. Speak your mind, yes. But no one listens though. It's like talking to a brick wall.

3. Paypal/ Ebay. It's SO unfair how they treat people there. Especially sellers. Ebay/Paypal couldn't exist without them, yet they treat them like crap. Buyer complains? Then they are always right. Even when you can proof otherwise, they simply don't care. How is that possible? How can a company like that still exist? They are scam! These are things I simply don't understand. And it's yet again something you can do so very little about.

4. My bank. When I get cash and want to put it into my own bank account, I have to pay a fee of €12.50 for it. It's MY money, they make so much money with my money already, I NEED a bank account, otherwise I won't receive payments for my job, won't be able to pay bills. Yet I get restrictions. How fair is that? Not at all, but what can you about it: nothing. They are protected by law and I'm just a big no one. Again, it pisses me off.

And there are so many other things I don't understand, like our health care system. And so many other things. And they frustrate me, and make me wonder "Why".
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