Boredom state of mind

Boredom is a dangerous state of mind. All it really is, is you avoiding other things or taking for granted that which you have available to you. All it really is, is a time you spend over thinking, over analysing, and over simplifying your surroundings. Boredom is a serious weapon that your mind uses against you, believe me, I'm bored a lot.
Did you know that people become more depressed when they are bored? This is not only because they have nothing to challenge them, or nothing in terms of hobbies to work on; that's not the most important element here. Boredom can increase depression because you spend your time in and out of your own mind and self thinking and thinking and thinking. Sure, you could be thinking about how to cure something, or how to fix something, but are you really doing that when you're bored? Come on, let's be real here.

When I'm bored I think back to the last stupid thing I said to someone and over analyse it until I feel guilty for having ever said it. When I'm bored I stare at myself in the mirror finding every flaw I can and trying to figure out how I can correct it. When I'm bored I think of people I miss and how impossible it is to have them here by my side. When I'm bored I drive myself insane, one thought at a time. And that's the problem with boredom, static state of mind. I'd rather have my mind racing about something I need to learn, something I want to do, some work to complete than have it unoccupied and turning on me with self destruction in mind.

The Conference

For some months now I've been working on organising a conference here at university  It all was a huge stress and tons of emailing about and running after people, calling people, making sure they are doing what they should be doing. What I thought was that people, being grown ups, would be able to actually realise that they need to shape up if they want to be a part of it. It was rather difficult but then when the day came it turned out to be fluent and nice and worked out well.

The morning of almost all the speakers arrived later than they had said they would. The first speaker arrived ten minutes before she was to present. Another speaker arrived during late lunch time to present right after lunch. Some of the speakers disappeared half way through the session when they were up next and all that still didn't ruin the day or cause trouble. it worked out well and that's all that matters.

The day ended with a drink with some of the speakers and a dinner with the organisers and it was really nice. I'm glad it got pulled through and the event turned out so good and everyone seemed to like it, at least that's what they said. And boy the peace of having it all done and successful.

Philosophical thought of the day

Recently I overheard a conversation that ended, essentially, with the woman furious and claiming the other lady was heartless. "Don't you have a soul?" she ended with and stormed off. I don't know exactly what was going on in the conversation but from what I gathered it was about putting down a family pet or something similar. Anyway, that got me thinking.

Do you have a soul? I don't think so. we don't have souls. How could we possibly? How could we be in possession of something that is not tangible? We already claim things such as intelligence and love but they are based on knowledge and love and such things. A soul is completely different. A soul is not only misunderstood, it's something we decide to apply to other, to remove from them, or to withhold from animals. A soul is a completely different concept to those as love and compassion. But still, although we may attempt to explain what a soul is we have yet to fully understand the concept's basic elements.

It's not about owning a soul or not owning a soul. We can't take it away from someone when they do something stupid or heartless, we can't deny it to other beings. We aren't bodies that may possibly have something like a soul inside us. Neither are other people and neither are other beings. But I think with some people it's like arguing at a brick wall because many still choose not to believe this.

What I choose is not to be a body with a soul.
I'm not a body and have a soul, I'm a soul and have a body.

I don't understand fully the meaning when people claim ownership over their bodies but decide they are unsure about their souls. To me its completely reversed and we should rethink entirely how we've been approaching the whole creatures have souls situation.

Movie critic

OK I know what you're saying, doesn't she have anything better to do than watch stuff and moan about it on the internet? Well, yes, I do. But I don't want to do that now so I'm doing this. Leave me to it.

I just watched a movie and I absolutely have to write this because the movie was such an utter disappointment in every single way that I can't believe someone is responsible for writing the screenplay. Actually, it may have been typed up by the sheep in the film because quite possibly they were the most convincing story line of them all. The movie is called Dawn of the Dragon Slayer and don't even bother reading up on it because it's absolutely not worth your time. Let me explain what happened. The movie started with a man playing a flute and then gets barbecued by a dragon. This guy, I am convinced, has absolutely no other connection to the rest of the movie other than the dragon that is featured. OK, so it sets up that there is a dragon in this movie. But I think I could have guessed that not only from the movie title but also the poster.

Then the second short clip is a man playing with fire and there's some sort of chanting and magic. Again, this person has otherwise nothing to do with the movie other than fire is in the clip. So there are people that can control fire. Thank you, dear writers, for destroying that surprise element of the movie because now I know that the protagonist, which is surely to be a poor young white mail with a UK accent or something, or the girl who is likely a pretty girl with an authority issue, perhaps she's rich or something. So one of them has these powers and therefore will kill the dragon with them.

So now, we already know the two surprise elements of the movie, so basically the rest of the movie for a long time is just the other story line trying to catch up with the first part.

Eventually the protagonist, who is a young farmer looking for a job after his father was killed by a dragon, moves to the big life in the city, which is a castle and a hut with like five people in it, most of whom are mean. Anyway, he meets a young girl, technically she's something like a princess, or something like that, they are rich yet she is different because she does manual labour and doesn't want to marry the cocky other prince who wants her hand. It's a serious cliche. Who would have guessed that would happen in a movie about dragons and slaying and based in the past. Amazing twist there, creative.

Eventually, after a whole bunch of other stuff that really doesn't matter and hasn't impacted the story at all other than showing that the girl is rebellious and is the magician, while the young farmer is treated like crap but also isn't harmed by fire, so they're both so very special. We find out at some point that the dragon is near the castle and some stuff happens that once again has absolutely no point in being in the movie. It's amazing, maybe they had to fill the time with something, it all just leads up to the dragon attacking the castle once and not doing any harm to it while the relationship of the farmer and the girl evolves rapidly when he sees her naked and then nothing else happens. Additionally, the cocky prince attacks the young farmer and they battle to the death for about 15 seconds before the rich guy is killed. And the girl is accused of witchcraft but then that's totally forgiven when they forget because the next scene starts and the other people are no longer relevant.

The last few scenes could have saved the movie. Please notice here, it could have been but rather ti decided to fail absolutely and disappoint me completely. It ruined possibly the entire movie genre of dragon slaying for me. The final battle scene, so dramatic and epic, we've been waiting for it for so long. The dragon versus the young farmer. They face off, well, they only actually face each other for like 5 seconds. Then the dragon fires fire at the farmer, but the farmer is invincible! He has a special sword! He ca slay him! Suddenly the screen goes black and the entire fight scene is ruined by the incompetence of what I suspect the entirety of the crew other than the sheep. I can't believe they would even consider... how... how could tey cut the fight scene... how.........

Next scene, the dragon's dead and the young farmer, perfectly fine, is laying on the ground. He lay at a different place from where they fought so I can only assume the fight was amazing and dramatic, but I guess we'll never know because they are all horrible people.

Working nicely

The last few nights I have been working diligently and successfully on my dissertation, on the research and reading lots and lots of articles about human trafficking. Big bummer topic but the more I read about it of course the more I understand it. that's the point, of course. But I'm not really here to write about that right now. 

During this time, since it's dull to just read in silence, I've been doing two things, one of them is a little more cultural so I'll lead with that one. I've been listening to lots of classical music so that I can read faster and with more focus. The second thing, slightly less sophisticated, is that I have been watching lots of movies about zombies and stuff. 

With cannibal humans rotting from their bones completely fresh on my mind I spent about an hour working in the student union today between babysitting my friend's baby and the fitness classes. That's when I heard a woman shriek somewhere outside. She shrieked again and then screamed. It was sunny outside so they were probably playing volleyball or something and being childish. However, I immediately looked around and thought to myself in sheer panic: "Oh my God, the zombies are coming." Then for about five minutes I just sat staring at the door and waiting for dead people to storm in. 

Telephone challenges

There is a good reason why I don't use my phone a lot. I'm rubbish at it.

I prefer email because I don't need to talk and if you were to ever speak to me on the phone in a professional setting you would completely understand where I'm coming from. Imagine this, I had anticipated to make this phone call for the past 12 hours now, I knew it was going to happen and so I played the conversation off in my head.

The plan was this:
"Good morning, this is X calling from Y University about the Conference taking place on May 15th. Am I speaking with Z?" They would respond yes because I know it's their phone number, Google never lies. "Am I calling at a busy time or would you have a couple of minutes to talk about the last details of the conference and what will happen on the day?" They would then likely say one of two things. They have time or they don't and present me with an alternative. Either way, it went well because from there on out, whether it is yes or know, I have had the details in mind for so long it's like a well practiced ballet.

I just wish what I thought and what I actually did had more connection. With this plan in mind, look at what the reality was of the situation:
He says hello and I am slightly caught off guard. The first silence pursues. "Hello, this is X calling from Y University, am I speaking with Z?" I finally say. "Yes" he says. I think to myself, 'excellent, on a good roll now. Time to recover from being weird.' and I say. "Hi, how are you?" The most awkward thing between this part and the previous was that as I was thinking to myself, I remained quiet, allowign for another awkward silence over the phone. However, he quickly responded with that it's not a very good time and if I could email him instead. This was fine by me, as I explained, I prefer email. But the phone call was overall traumatizing and I plan on never calling anyone ever again.

In hindsight it was probably better to ask "How are you?" than to just go off on the information on the conference as he would have had to interrupt me and that would have been worse. However, I could have made it all a little smoother by not being so incompetent at social life.

Getting old

It's days like today that I really realize just how old I've gotten. My muscles hurt (although that is from exercising for the first time again since the Second World War), my joints hurt, I'm exhausted, and my neck is in so much pain it's caused my head to pop straight out of it's giant holster. Now don't get on about how I have no right to complain about age. I do too! And you know why? I've got a theory:

My theory is that most people age in time. I think that's a reasonable assumption. There's not a specific day when you can say "Oh OK I've just gotten old." Most people over time notice little things like the graying of hair, the aching of joints, the cracking of bones. I've had my bones cracking and popping about for a long time now so that never counted for me. I'm what most would consider a giant so I've more reason to complain about things that require bending over and gravity. And most importantly, I can tell you exactly when I became old.

It was two weeks after my 23rd birthday. I was in the US and had gone to a store with a friend. That little store we now call Walmart is always bustling with people and has this drone about it that lulls you either into a coma or the psychotic need to murder people around you. I was lulled into a coma and drifted about like a zombie that was propelled forward only by the knowledge that there was no brain available in Walmart. That day marked my demise because it took just 20 minutes before I was tired, wanted to sit down somewhere because my joints hurt, and got a headache from the bright lights. After that debacle it all went down hill. From there on out I had more aches and pains and complain more. I don't understand technology anymore and care about politics and the news. I now find that I need to do something with my life before it's too late and it's all over because, apparently, that will be very soon.

So the theory that people age over time is complete bollox because I became old in one day. Science.

The Top Failure

For the past couple of weeks I have been spending my hours working on my computer by writing coursework while watching Top Gear. An excellent show about cars that is also hilarious if you're not interested in cars, I found myself thinking about what cars I could possibly want to own if I could afford any.

Mustang Boss 302

SRT Viper

Toyota GT 86

But then I remembered two things:

a) How terrible my knowledge and evaluation of cars is.

b) How terrible at driving I really am. 

Addressing point b first, after graduating from university and doing a road-trip from the South to the North of the US I was most proud about parallel parking than anything else we had experienced that entire time. Also, I measure success in parking when in Hong Kong by determining whether I can get out of the car without damaging anything else rather than how straight or considerate my parking is to other people. A perfectly horrible trait when parking in a city with 7 million other people sharing the space normally allocated to 13. But perhaps my terrible driving skills are due to two things. One being the fact that when I drive I care very little about the actual control over the car but rather think I'm in some sort of game that I must win at all costs. The other thing is that maybe the above mentioned issues are more related to parking and my immaturity than skill. 

But more important is point a. When I think of the cars I have driven there are a variety of types of cars, some with good quality controls, some with less quality build. Some are basically classifiable as tractors while others were more like golf carts. But still I find the huge block of metal that we have in Hong Kong the most fun car to drive simply because it is a challenge. Just getting out of the garage is a thing of nightmares, yet we have an ongoing competition among family members and perhaps should start a shame wall for people who cannot get out on the first go. Next comes the turning and handling of the car. Not only does it handle the way I imagine a whale would handle with a saddle attached, if you want to turn a corner you should devise a strategy about 20km away before engaging. However, the most fun part about the car is its attitude. It is so brute and large yet battered that it shouts to everyone driving by "I dare you to bump me! I'll push you off the f&#@*$^ planet!"

Education

For a little while now I had a sneaking suspicion that I was fooling myself. For a little while now I had realized that quite possibly I was faking intelligence all along and that I had absolutely no idea what was going on in the world. This sneaking suspicion was underlined by my classes where we had discussions about things I didn't know about or understood, and things I really should have known. Now I've been trying to read and catch up with things, reading the news and articles, hoping to be a little more educated. But this is the point where I realize why I didn't read these things in the first place:

The more I read about world politics and conflict and all that stuff around it the more I realize how much I hate people.

Now that I am feeling very much better and no longer have a raging fever I think the world thought I was enjoying life too much and decided that I should drop a plate weight from the gym on my toes...  Thanks.

Knowing that pretty much everyone's had a fever before and everyone knows the feeling of being absolutely convinced you were going to die, it was a horrible experience feeling worse as the day progressed. Towards four in the afternoon I needed tons of coffee to be able to stay awake but still I had absolutely no energy. Then I felt worse and worse and worse. Towards seven I thought I couldn't stay up anymore and decided to go to bed early. At 20:00 I was in bed, suffering. I was so hot, but cold at the same time. I was dizzy and could barely get comfortable. I was so thirsty but thought I was going to get sick. I finally managed to fall asleep, waking only an hour later to feeling like crap, blistering hot and completely uncomfortable. This night was going to be awful...

Running out of fruits? That's OK, I don't feel like going shopping today. Out of veggies? Whatever, I can go tomorrow. Ran out of proteins, meat, beans? No need to go shopping yet.

I'm busy working on assignments...I just ran out of coffee? Holy mother of God! Where is the nearest shop?

Economics

As some of you may know, today almost all job, internship, or placement applications in the early stages are done purely online. You apply online, you send your documents online, you are evaluated online, and only once you are in, say, stage three or four will you meet someone face to face.

I am currently looking for internships and many of these placements have online tests to evaluate your knowledge and application of information that is specific to the information. What I have found more and more is that these tests focus heavily on mathematics and economics. In fact, the one I took today was pure economics. I have never taken an economics class or had much interest in understanding it beyond supply and demand theory so clearly I was not made for the test.

I had 21 minutes to answer 21 multiple choice questions about economic situations and graphs that I needed to interpret or calculate something from. I sat there reading the stuff out loud and speaking to myself because I have never taken anything as hard as that 21 minute test in my life. I sat there thinking, what on earth was that? how does that work? how can i calculate that? what is going on? and i didn't even understand the terms they used, like Revenue..... I shouldn't be allowed near economics.

Dear Work,

Although I appreciate your attention, please stop piling up on me?

Sincerely,
Me

So, like I said earlier in this blog, sometimes you learn tons about yourself just by looking at the lack of something in yourself. So, since last Thursday I somehow didn't have any meat to eat, nothing at all, not even ham or something. I assume you know how much I love meat...
Anyway, today I woke up starving and nothing I had to eat was good enough. I looked around the store and still nothing appealed to me. Then I realized, I want chicken and steak and schnitzel and hot dogs and pretty much anything that has meat in it.

And thus I learned I will never be a vegetarian.

Fun days and fun nights

Thursday night, 3am, a loud noise shocks me awake. It was the fire alarm. Thinking it might be a test, like it is every Friday between 8 and 10, I waited and counted to ten. It should turn off before ten seconds are over if it is just a test. But it wasn't. I climb out of bed and stand in my room wondering what exactly I should put on to stand outside. Whenever the fire alarm goes off, unless it's a test, we need to go outside until security allows us to return. I walked outside into the cold and waited the thirty minutes before security allowed us to go back in.

Friday night, 3:30am, a loud noise shocks me awake. It was the fire alarm. Thinking it might be the test that takes place on Fridays I waited and counted once more. But it wasn't. This time I looked at my phone and checked the time. Fantastic, I had to go outside again. Shortly after 4 we were allowed to go back in. I was freezing and had trouble falling asleep again. 

But finally, around 4:30 I was able to sleep only to be awoken again at 4:45 by a quick test of the fire alarm for some reason. Great. 

Friday morning, 8:30am, the fire alarm test. It woke me and I was annoyed... But I guess this was what we were expecting. 

I had class at 10 and upon returning I thought I deserved to take a nap. At 3 in the afternoon I took a nap and slept really well. At 3:30 I was awoken by a loud noise..... You get the picture...... 

Let it be

A lot of people engage in self-destructive behaviour rather than letting other people destroy their lives instead. It's the jobs of others to ruin your life so don't take the joy away from them and stop the self-destruction. One such behaviour is focusing on what you don't have and what you can't achieve rather than what you have and making the best out of it.

Classic example are those people that are never satisfied with their belongings, never satisfied with what they see. The constant complainers or people who need to find the faults in everything.
By focusing just a couple of times on what you don't have and what you can't do you open a flood door of negative things and thoughts. You allow yourself to think of more things you don't have and can't have, can't do and won't do. So next time you feel negative focus on what you actually have and how grateful you should be that you even have that.

Case and Point

Sticking to the path of self discovery I love observing people to see whether they realize what they do that is otherwise not a very socially acceptable action. I mean, for instance, those people that perpetually interrupt others or phrase their sentences in sexist or racist ways. Especially when around people you do not really know I think it is of utmost importance to be aware of your action. Yet still many are not.

I always try to pay a lot of attention to how I phrase things and know sometimes it may come out wrong and I try to correct it. But there are those people who even after a telling look from another fail to recognize their mistake or inappropriateness and continue on without change. I try to also make sure not to tell jokes that might hurt the feelings of those around, but others think sexist jokes or racist jokes or jokes against someone's culture are OK even if I only just met them. Way to make a situation awkward. 

There's just... just so much to complain about!

I guess this is more of a post complaining about others so I'm going to go on about that because some people even after being told what they do is not OK still do it, aware even. 

Case 1: Person X keeps interrupting stories or comments to either say a smart-ass comment or fact that should make them seem smart but makes them seem rude. Also, keeps interrupting to one-up the story. One-upping someone is a term used when someone always comments by trying to tell a more daring or dramatic story or making themselves the centre of conversation once more.

Case 2: Person Y comments about their internationality and explains how she even cannot believe, along with other people, how trendy she is and how many countries she's seen. Impressed by your own travels and trips is not an impressive trait and makes you rather more annoying and self-involved than interesting yet this person continues to believe they are the most fascinating person to ever roam this planet.

Case 3: Person Z believes that interrupting others to make a point and then rudely shushing them is acceptable even when they are the one who should be shushed. Going on to tell a story full of information that is false is another trait of theirs as they tell stories that can be verified by others, for instance me, but then changes details in her favour and it would be absolutely rude to correct them. Yet still is oblivious to the arrogance and lies they tell. 

Some people are so oblivious and unaware of their actions that are transparent and make them look incredibly stupid.

Evolving

Some days where you can do nothing but over analyse your last conversation, repeat the scene of your favourite show, or think about what you want to eat next are a blessing in disguise. While it is a blessing disguised under layers of boredom, lazyness, and more boredom it is, after all, a blessing.
I don't know what you do when confronted with such days, but what I do is try to better understand the human being. At times I study communication styles and the differences from country to country. Sometimes I look at facial expressions and learn how to better identify lies. Other times I focus more inwardly and try to better understand myself.

When trying to understand yourself I have come to learn that identifying those aspects of your mind and character that are absent tell you more about who you are than those that you choose to present to the world around you. For instance, if you are an extroverted person, generally happy to speak to lots of others, that is commendable and all, but what about your physical reaction to speaking to strangers? What about the forwardness or character you show them? Do you exude confidence or show a more silent side to those around you?
Applicable to many different fields, it seems that negative space and absence of something can share an equal amount of information as the presence of something. In my case, I always thought I held grudges. I thought I would not be able to forgive people for little faults, thought I wouldn't forget their mistakes and hold it against them even when I didn't want to. But after thought and racking through my memories I learned today that unless you faulted me greatly I don't hold grudges. That made me think, why is the ability to hold grudges absent in my character? How is it that I, even though for the longest time I was convinced I could, could not feel angry at people for their human mistakes?

But that's exactly why. Because their mistakes are human. Why should I hold a grudge against someone that made a mistake. They didn't intend to hurt me, they didn't intend for their actions to have long term consequences. Now, don't start arguing with me about how certain murderers or criminals didn't intend for their actions to have consequences etc. That's not the same topic of discussion. What I am talking about here are the mistakes that are still legal. Say, for example, someone phrasing a sentence in an unintentionally hurtful way and attempting to explain that this is not what they meant. Let them explain.
Stupid spontaneous things that in the end harm friendships and destroy relationships, I find it easy to forgive them. I find it easy to forgive the mistakes of one friend to another even if it sets our communication back a level. But nonetheless, I do not seek to terminate the friendship.

The only person you are hurting and punishing by holding a grudge is yourself. I don't worry about the grudges others may hold against me unless I seriously deserve it, so why should they worry about the grudges I hold against them. So, I forgive and remember that we're all moving forward, evolving, changing. And it's all for a reason.

As the day ends I think about all the things I have done and all the things I did not get to do today. I think about the people I met and what I have seen. I think about what I wish I had seen and what I wish I had not seen. Sometimes I end the day with regrets, other times with successes. I think of my health and think about whether I drank enough water and how I need to restart drinking water the next day to keep my body healthy and strong. But most importantly, I remember that when tomorrow begins I get to eat a whole bunch of food all over again.

My room is being haunted

Because I'm so bored I have decided to use music lyrics to express what is happening in my life. First you will get to enjoy a song of my choice, then you will get the altered lyrics that fit to my life.  Here is the first edition.

This ain't a place for the faintly hearted
Give me a prayer I see the faith-departed
It ain't gonna be just a kid in a shrowd
You're gonna hear my scream
When I shout it out loud

It's a ghost
In my room this night
It is messing with my light
Please help me handle this strife
(It's a ghost)
My brain is frying with the pressure
Like Ghostbuster
The air is fresher
Please help me handle this strife
It's a ghost

This is for the ones who can exorcise evil
For Murray and Aykroyd retrieval
Tonight I'm gonna die, I made many mistakes
The lights are flashing
Got to rid the ghost flakes


It's a ghost
In my room this night
It is messing with my light
Please help me handle this strife
(It's a ghost)
My brain is frying with the pressure
Like Ghostbuster
The air is fresher
Please help me handle this strife
It's a ghost

Better run away when you see them right there
Don't look back they'll cause more havoc here

It's a ghost
In my room this night
It is messing with my light
Please help me handle this strife
(It's a ghost)
My brain is frying with the pressure
Like Ghostbuster
The air is fresher
Please help me handle this strife
It's a ghost



No one has entered here. Be gone human. POWER TO THE GHOST OVERLORD!

Tools and Strategies for a successful life as a socially awkward woman:

- As soon as I tell people what I'm studying all other information becomes irrelevant that's why I start with that subject and I no longer need to talk to them about anything else. Bingo, socializing avoided.
- Sarcasm is not understood by many people
- Avoiding people is easy if you just stay home, do nothing, and avoid having a social life all in all
- Texting people is better than talking because I do not need to put effort into intonation
- I know more about serial killers than is probably healthy to admit
- Letting guys open things for me, like jars and cans, lets them feel powerful, but really I am the overlord of power muahahah!
- On three occasions now have I said: "I need to use the restroom" and never went back. It's a very effective strategy when whoever your with doesn't get your sarcasm
- When things get awkward make the situation more awkward so people walk away in horror and you are free
- Growing a mustache is not an appropriate conversation topic for a girl outside a potential employer's office
- Try playing computer games alone when you play like me: whenever something shows up on screen that moves and is not me I scream and run in real life. In the game my character gets killed...
- A good skill for a girl, be able to drink lots of beer. Then play drinking games with the guys and when they are drunk they won't realize when you leave a t 11 when you're tired and just want to sit in bed eating chips and watching the Simpsons

Day plan

Since I'm not working hard on anything else right now I thought I'd have to at least work hard on losing weight. I've been going to the gym every day for two hours and I'm eating fresh veggies with dip. It's delicious. I also just remembered I bought fruit. that will also be delicious. So now I feel a little better about not doing jack all day long...

Symbols

You know you have a horrible social life when someone leaves a message on your cell mailbox that you have not set up and don't know how to listen to. This then leaves a little symbol at the to right corner of my cell screen forever since I don't know how to get rid of it because to get rid of it you need to listen to the message. And now I'm mad at that person for calling me! Stupid symbol is making my phone screen horrible!

Fire alarms

What is it that may ruin an otherwise pleasant evening? Perhaps it is a fire alarm? Yes, that would do, but ruin it completely? No. What would ruin it completely would be a second fire alarm about 20 minutes later. And since we need to leave the building at every alarm that is piercingly loud it was a nice experience to be welcomed here with the sound as peaceful as dying buffaloes and giraffes in horribly painful labour.

Trips

It was a long trip, the flight, the stop over, the continuance. But all in all it went well. After the first flight I thought the worst was over. Then, after the second flight I thought the exhausting part was over, especially since I had to try really hard to stay awake while waiting for the next flight. But oooh was I being fooled!

I thought:
- 13 hours on the plane, that will be the worst
- traveling around in the cold without a jacket, that will be the worst
- having to wait for another flight, that will be the worst
- struggling to stay awake, that will be the worst
- getting to my final destination and freezing some more, that will be the worst

Never did I think:
- the last stretch of my trip that was really to take 45 minutes would be the worst part
But it was!

I got to the airport, found the bus station and thought I could take a bus because where it stopped was closer to my place than the train station. It wasn't a far trip too so it wouldn't take long. It would only have taken little time had the board not been lying to me about the time the bus would get there. 1.5 hours later and the point at which I couldn't feel my feet anymore the bus FINALLY arrived. It would go to Cov and stop somewhere there. It would have been easier to figure out where I needed to get off the bus had I been able to see out the window. Perhaps, if the bus had ever been cleaned since it was buried in rubble in WWII I would have been able to see the stop I needed to get out at. But I didn't so I missed it, and noticed at the next stop. I lurched forward, and got out at wherever I recognized and walked from there.

I got home, but geez, i couldn't feel my limbs and I was exhausted.