Thank God I have my computer back. Without a screen and keyboard seems to me to write almost an impossibility. Since nothing can be loosely Change write down and not move paragraphs - as people have thought of earlier write-only? A vollbaertiger computer geeks named James came to call the house stated, that simply D, a partition of the hard disk (such descriptions are an excellent opportunity to embarrass me ...) just disappeared, and somehow she created new. Why something disappears, I still do not know. A virus wars in any case. Maybe I should have but one wartungsaermeren Apple or buy me one in Thailand. From my friendly chats obviously flattered he asked for sixty U.S. dollars, which was hard in order.
on a foreign computer every case I have described a Indienzugfahrt and in the fresh I visited the local writers group even got applause for that. Which I had attached myself fresh because I wanted to force me to write. I was proud and encouraged to file on my travel experiences. When you copy and paste my blog, I came to 165 pages - raw material and there is thus quite wild in some quantities. I can, but I just did not habs so far ...
course I spend a lot of time planning for my trip to Southeast Asia. Because the orangutans jump through the trees and I would like to beautify the life as a volunteer or partly to save even more dramatic. Because we consume so much palm oil, the natural habitat of the poor and uprooted orchards cultivated. So no Palmoelprodukte now!
I want to surf in Bali, drive a little yoga and Buddhist monks to teach English seems to me still very desirable. Serious jungle trekking and 4000 hang out there and dive must be gorgeous. And of course, safeguards were offered to the kayaking. So just once crafted an itinerary that is so tempting for me that I no longer have to think about my hotel job.
After decapitated with a cleaner cable vase a month ago I had this week a small Christmas tree down to the ground. Is very unfavorable and the small balls rolling down the floor. In no time I tried to hang it again, but the small hooks seemed largely disappeared. So I had nine bullets and could not hang inconspicuously. I confessed to the head of the mishap, she urged more attention and helped look for hooks, which we found only three, and I therefore let the remaining six balls disappear discreetly. The same is now hanging on my conscience.
Herman, for the Dutch boss has his curse end temper after all turned against me and the mood is gone. Who does not succeed for all people, unexamined their position to be the same kind, is not a really nice person. As he screams red-faced by the kitchen that he always fix things other people have in me, which is now the third month of nothing else than other people to remove dirt. And this self-indulgent Disengagement coupled with the fact that he is always right, even if they show contradictions, I'm still hard against the grain. Who is always right, has decided not to learn and thus missed the most important, the human further growth. Apart from the chief, he has now made at all in the house unpopular. And I used to be only merciful, because I was never the goal of his disengagement. Does my discernment question but sometimes in a quiet hour on objectivity.
now I need a lot of motivation to go to work every day. The spaces the plates, and the operation are not sure anything more intellectual challenges and I am quite bored in the job. I am part of them quite happy if I just can only hindenken peacefully in front of me, but with all those awful chemical cleaning agents is not all this all too profitable. Besides, I read a book called "Dirt Cheap", which takes off a journalist, working for a year in low-paid unskilled jobs. It is a nothing and nobody but ultimately, if one is so far below. I admire my colleagues, the room clean for years without any prospect of change. Partly it is selbstgewaehlt, but that does not mean it is less hard. And a life can a better salary and more prestige to degenerate into a very similar hamster wheel. The only emergency exit is only human, and then be financially independent. On both I bite right now. Save to think, be better. And not just to identify myself with what I'm doing at any given time. I am a human being, not a human doing yep!
By Elizabeth Vaughn and I am drawn to Trinity, my dear librarian. She is 48 and gay as a teenager. I have to constantly re-recite their age, to believe it. It houses in its kindness not only me but also Austin, the American Jehovah's Witnesses, who lost in our view a little of the plot, he had never in my opinion. The kitchen is a mess, my three liters of milk drunk and never replaced despite promises to work time and no energy-TV Austin was there! Trini wants me to an education program Clamp, I think rather that he himself will have to make his way, even if that may not be easy, but it's probably the only way. Today we also have two roommates paid, he is a gardener and computer geeks, they are an artist. It promises to be exciting.
with me Austin is once again a prime example of an energy-free TV watcher's face. Always the box to know and not do anything with it, eat junk food and despair in fact alive, but behind the fun computer games and hide a lot of high fives. Yes, that sounds like a sentence. I see it more as an observation. People who go into a loop in which they have little energy and just unhappy are. And to do it all ...
I miss Leo, even if I repeat myself constantly, yet so that I had some problems with the drinking and the associated lack of rigor and the floundering focus and stamina. I will hopefully say goodbye to him live in Bundaberg after Easter, where I will visit my creationist Wwoofingeltern and Robyn Rolf.
I read a lot, I think a lot and I wonder how this trip has changed me:
The most important thing for me that I have been to me to want to be Erlebnispaedagoge. It has lasted thirty years and I have to try many different things and learn, but it feels right now. I took the time and distance in order to get as clear. I have experimented and learned and, above all, I continued undaunted. Wilde and state jobs, impending shortage of money, Mangenverrenkungen and loneliness. Such a trip is reflected very well but a whole life and I have found my own style of travel. I've learned that people still love and I feel much more confident infinitely, that it remains good and is. I was separated from the material and I realized that life is a journey, even if we sometimes seem to be standing in one place and not notice how we move around, but always a little bit further and learn. I will be sad when I think of it that I will soon be a chapter finish my life. But then again, I know that this is anyway constantly Sun The show must go on and can not be otherwise. I will travel more, own more on my way. Even if I should stay for a while in one place.
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