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Sunday Summary

(Week 4)

sunday_summary_new“From the errors of others, a wise man corrects his own”Publilius Syrus

It’s been a strange week, but even so here’s seven new points of knowledge I attained:

  1. Traffic lights in the Netherlands are made to be more effective; the average amount of time spent waiting for a red sign has been lowered to approximately thirty seconds. It was Monday. It was the start of what would be a very strange and cranky week, and I didn’t know what I had learned this day until I remembered hearing this on the radio. Dutch people have a tendency to complain about everything, probably because we have so little to complain about. Traffic lights, more specifically the red ones, are probably Nag Topic Number One. After hearing this message I decided to pay closer attention to the waiting time for a green sign, and noticed that I did, in fact, spent less time seeing red (pun! Hah, I still have it!).
  2. It feels GOOD to turn someone down who’s maltreated you! Miss Nasty Job Interview called to tell me the good news: she was interested in having me over for a second interview! Hurray!
    At this point I would like to emphasise two things: a) she sounded like I had won the lottery and should be Very Extremely Grateful For This Opportunity, and b) the sarcasm in my “Hurray!”.
    Not being on my best behaviour (like I said, it was a strange and cranky week), I purposefully made her repeat herself and felt smug hearing her being smug. Because after she, again, ended her message with a jokingly “as long as you’re still interested, too, hahaha!”, I laughed with her and ended the whole thing with one blow: “Actually, I am not.” She was silent for a second too long, then gave me a Freudian-Slip like surprised “Oh”, before collecting herself and pretending she didn’t care. But I did. For the rest of my cranky week, replaying this moment in my head made me feel better. A lot better.
  3. Don’t push yourself too hard. When learning Icelandic, I thought it best to break my lessons apart into “chapters” if you will, starting each one with a dialogue-exercise. However, this led to skewed chapters, meaning I do more work one week than the other (e.g. the dialogues are a bad indicator of the coursework that follows them). After an hour of intense studying, and after careful consideration (my life motto is: when you start something, you don’t give up until it’s done) I decided to call it a day. I had been going at it for over an hour and my brains had stopped storing new information. I flicked through the rest of the lesson and set a new starting point. Relieved I didn’t have to go through four extra pages, my brains happily picked up where they had left off and I felt good about the progress I had made, Icelandic as well as self-evolvement-wise.
  4. A horse weighs around 800 kilos. I’m not sure why I remember this, but my mind works in a funny way and this has been a funny week, so why not count it as a learning moment? I certainly never knew this, so it qualifies as new info. Where did I get it? I thought you’d never ask! My parents were watching a terrible futuristic/apocalyptic/dragon film called Reign Of Fire. I wasn’t remotely interested until I spotted Gerard Butler (I loved him in The Phantom Of The Opera, plus I have a huge weakness for Scottish accents), so I watched for a bit. Gerry’s character was destined to die, but not before Christian Bale’s was told to “get up and get that dragon beast over here with those 800 kilos of horse” (or something like that. I only remember thinking “that’s quite a lot of kilos for such a beautiful animal”).
  5. This too, shall pass. It’s the sentence I’ve been repeating to myself over and over during the past week, and it’s true. I’ve been feeling down and cranky since Friday a week ago, and I felt like I couldn’t shake this negativity off, at least not for longer than a few minutes. But this Friday I finally felt better. I still have health issues, the same as I have had for the past two years, and they still drive me crazy. My doctor still doesn’t take me serious and still keeps shooting me up with hormone-regulating meds that clearly don’t work.
    But! It’s fine. Because we have a telephone appointment somewhere in the upcoming two weeks (I don’t want to see him, either, so this works for me), and if my hormones drive me crazy again by then, he’s going to get a similar treatment as Miss Nasty Job Interview from number two. And I’ll get a new doctor, because I am done with people treating me like an idiot, and I am done with my health issues.
    At this moment I’m doing okay-ish. I don’t know for how long, but my body problems seem to be on a break for now.
  6. We take simple things for granted. Our power went down this afternoon, and it’s funny to see how dependant me and my family are on electricity. We rely on it to work and nearly everything is regulated by it: boiling water, heating something in the oven, turning a light on, our entire heating system, our hot water, even switching on the stove! It’s all electric nowadays.
    The problem was solved within two hours and everything works fine again. But if there ever is a zombie-apocalypse and we’re all out of power, gas, and water… I think most people in modern countries are screwed. We don’t know how to fend for ourselves any more, we simply flick on a switch and alas! Light!
    It’s kind of scary (and stupid) realising how dependant we secretly are.
  7. At this point I haven’t unrolled my piece of wisdom-paper yet, but I have noticed there’s a lot of text on it… Here we go! It says: I don’t judge what has passed, for that is done. I won’t linger on it. What is to come, isn’t here yet; I will not aim my hopes at it, nor will I desire it.
    Why can’t the paper simply say: I will live in the here and now? Probably because that’s not what I need to hear. What I need to hear is exactly that I shouldn’t linger on the past, shouldn’t waste my time on thinking about things that have been. I do that too much and it exhausts me. I also shouldn’t think of what is yet to come, or rather: what MIGHT be yet to come. Because you never really know how things will turn out, do you? Worrying about stuff won’t make tomorrow’s problems disappear, but it will take away today’s energy (I have this saying in my room). Sometimes we need to be reminded of bad behaviour and shown a better direction. That’s what this week’s paper means to me.

And so a strange week has come to a conclusion, and with it seven strange points of wisdom have been gathered and logged. I’m going to end this post with the Earworm Of The Week. Rio captures precisely that uncanny feeling that haunts me: what if I could be someone else? What if I could start over?

As a bonus it has a catchy melody. Enjoy! 🙂

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Alien (aka Calling All Fellow Aliens, Weirdos, and/or Oddballs)

[noun; ~ Pronunciation: /ey-lee-uh n/]

  • Definition: Despite often being used to refer to extraterrestrial life (forms), ‘alien’ simply means ‘stranger’. Nothing more, nothing less. I feel like a stranger when it comes to everyday life, hence I am a social alien. I think in other ways than most people do, I see the world in a totally different perspective, and I always feel lonely and left out. I am a true alien (but don’t worry: I come in peace).

“I believe alien life is quite common in the universe, although intelligent life is less so. Some say it has yet to arrive on planet Earth”Stephen Hawking

The feeling I got last Friday night during a pub quiz (number six) hasn’t left me yet. In fact, I think of it now as an eye-opening moment, an “Aha-Erlebnis” if you will (that’s a German term for experiencing a moment of clarity, making you go “A-HAA!” at something – usually when you’ve figured out how something works, like an invention).

What happened was I felt left out. In a group consisting of one of my best friends, her boyfriend, and two (later on three) female members of my friend’s sport’s team. I looked around during a break, and suddenly I realised I don’t belong with them. They have a different taste in music, humour, guys, things to talk about, ways to fill out a pub quiz form, answers to a pub quiz, and ways to in- or exclude people from their in-group (team mate: “If M joins our team, we’re with one too many and we’ll get 10% off our score, maybe one of us should leave” – glances at me. Why did I stay? WHY?).

Honestly, at one point I couldn’t care less about what they had to say of other team mates, someone’s new home, the upcoming game, the last game, or anything else. At one point I had just had it. I simply don’t care, and I am done pretending I do.

Don’t misinterpret me: there is nothing wrong with my friend, her boyfriend, or her team mates. Nothing. But there’s also nothing wrong with me. So why do I keep feeling so uncomfortable around people all the time, even my own friends?

The answer is: because I am an alien. I once took a test online and it said I am an “old soul”, whatever the heck that really means. I dove into this phenomenon and read multiple articles on the subject, all proclaiming “old soul” stuff is utter crap. So out of the window went my feeling of belonging.

I don’t fit in, ever. And people notice. It’s like I give of a scent or something. A strange, alien smell all normal people immediately pick up on…

A little over a year ago I hired a job coach. After two sessions she told me I come across as someone who’s “more mature than most of your peers”, and she advised me to look for like-minded people.

She forgot to tell me where I can find those.

But that’s what this post is for! I am a weirdo, a total oddball, and I am tired of being the only one! This is WordPress, on the internet, used by millions of people, and I believe there’s at least ONE of you out there who can relate to this! And I want to find you! I need to find you!

So here’s a short list of things that make me an alien. If you read it and it makes you smile: please let me know. If you read it and it makes you cry (of relief, knowing you’re not alone after all), please let me know. If you read it and it leads to an Aha-Erlebnis of any kind, please let me know. And even if you read this and you simply don’t care, please let me know.

If all of us aliens stick together, we’ll be exactly what Britney “sings” about: not alone.

What makes me an alien:
  • I think the entire world is covered in a thick layer of BS, and I see right through it (most of the times). This also happens to people who are full of crap: I usually prick right through their Bubble Of Fake.
  • I don’t care what people I have never met, nor know by name, did in their weekends, where they live, how old they are, what their pets’ names are, how they died, where they shopped, or anything else. It’s their life, why should I care how many babies they’ve popped out by how many different men? As long as they’re happy, I can’t be bothered being upset over their decisions, nor do I understand why anyone else should be. Live and let live I say.
  • Politics bore me. I know I should be more involved in things if I’d like to see a difference, but I’m too realistic to think I could actually ever change anything. I am way too honest for politics.
  • I have the ability to be utterly invisible in a room filled with people. I don’t even have to turn on a switch; it happens automatically. People also find it very natural to interrupt me when I speak, often to raise a totally different subject while addressing someone sitting on the other side of them.
  • I think dating people you know you’re not going to end up with is a waste of time.
  • I don’t like wasting time.
  • I think the little things in life are far more important than the big ones (post-materialism over materialism any day!).
  • In real life, I constantly feel I need to pretend I’m stupid, to make people around me understand and like me. They normally do neither.
  • I think respecting others is a very important thing, and I don’t think it would be a bad idea to make this a subject at schools.
  • Sometimes I feel as if I am way ahead of other people regarding several aspects in life. Like way way ahead. And sometimes I feel as if I’m so far behind on stuff, I can’t even see where the people ahead of me went. They’re just gone, out of sight.

There’s tons of more reasons why I am an alien, but this is a start. You know where to reach me: just comment below or dial SAM-PHONE-HOME. Thanks.


Disclaimer: I won’t be held responsible for any negativity coming from this message. If you must blame someone/something, kindly blame my screwed up hormones, my weird sense of sarcasm, or the Universe. I’m sure I’ll feel much better tomorrow.

Probably.

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Quote Challenge (Day 3)

All good things come to an end. This is the last day of the Quote Challenge for me, so I better make it a good one!

Let’s start with some Stevenson-wisdom:

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Stevenson did the unthinkable: he wrote in different genres, because he wanted to. I love people who walk their own path! (Plus, he was a very good author, despite not sticking to one genre).

Building on my feelings about Stevenson, here’s a wicked quote from Mr. American Literature himself, Mark Twain:

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Couldn’t agree more. Although, sometimes, it’s nice to fit in. Somewhere. Anywhere.

For those of you who’ve visited my blog in the past, you probably already know I’m slightly OCD’ed and like things tidy, neat and congruous. You’ve probably also noticed how my quotes might differ from fonts and colours, but are similar in build-up: three different colours, at least two different fonts, and the same font for the name of the artist (let’s not mention the size of the image – okay it’s the same for all).

For me, there’s only one way to round this Three Day Quote Challenge up, which is by finishing it the way I started.

So, this one is for you all, from Mister Wilde to the world, and especially for all those who are out there doing this challenge right now:quote_6_Wilde


Golden rules of this challenge:
  1. Post three consecutive days
  2. You can pick up to three quotes per day
  3. Nominate three different bloggers per day
And the nominees are:

I want to thank Kah Choon again for nominating me: I loved taking part in it! 🙂

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Quote Challenge (Day 2)

Building up to a grand finale tomorrow, here are some more quotes of two of my other favourite writers. Enjoy!

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I don’t know if you ever read Frankenstein, but if you haven’t: do it! It’s a timeless story about true beauty and acceptance and it is definitely worth your time!

Thanks to Mary Shelley for having such bad nightmares 🙂

And the second quote for today (like I said: I’m building it up here):

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If Oscar Wilde is my number one literary hero and example in writing, I see HG Wells as the true master of science fiction. Do yourself a favour and read some of his work. The Invisible Man, for instance, will blow you away. Amazing writing, fantastic to read.


Golden rules of this challenge:
  1. Post three consecutive days
  2. You can pick one, two or three quotes per day
  3. Nominate three different bloggers per day
And the nominees are:

I honestly find it very difficult to nominate people, but only because I’m never sure if they’d like it or not. I also don’t want to give people the idea I’m leaving them out, so if you’re reading this and would like to receive an official invitation to this challenge, you know where my comment section is 😉

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Quote Challenge (Day 1)

Kah Choon nominated me for a three day quote sharing challenge, and who am I to not accept? Prepare to be hit by my favourite quotes of my favourite authors, starting with my dear Mr. Wilde 🙂

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(You gotta love him, don’t you?)


 

Golden rules of this challenge:
  1. Post three consecutive days
  2. You can pick one or three quotes per day
  3. Challenge three different bloggers per day
My three nominees for today are:
  1. Hemangini
  2. Mahevash Muses
  3. Shewritesoflife

Happy sharing! 🙂