Wednesday, January 27, 2010 3:06:47 PM
I don't know if I feel happy and releaved or sad and disappointed today. Should I open a bottle of wine as a sign of celebration or should I drown my sorrows in countless glasses of wine. I just know, that it is a dot. A big fat dot to those 6 months, when sweet moments interchanged with bitter ones.
This is the day, I have been waiting for, since the first moment, I understood - my feelings of affection and love were chopped into small meaningless pieces, because of lies and betrayal by someone who in a strange way, was important to me.
I think, until the last moment, somewhere deep in my heart I wanted to believe, I was wrong thinking there is a lack of moral, ethics and emotional intelligence in this man. Somewhere deep in my heart I was hoping, there will be a knock on my door, and simple "Forgive me, I know, I hurt you when I was not honest" would make me think again - despite everything, he is a good man.
There won't be any knocks on my door...
Wednesday, November 4, 2009 12:14:13 PM
By Paulo Coelho
A] Considering that it’s absolutely correct the saying that states that “all is fair in love and war”;
B] Considering that in war we have the Geneva Convention, adopted in August 22nd of 1864, that determines the fate of the wounded in battlefields whereas there is no agreement that was promulgated until this day that deals with the wounded of love, who are much more populous;
IT IS HEREBY DECLARED THAT:
ART. 1 – All lovers, male or female, are now being notified that love, besides being a blessing, is also something very dangerous, unpredictable and able to cause serious damages. Consequently the one who decides to love has to know that his body and soul are exposed to many types of wounds and will not be able to blame the partner in any moment, since the risk is equal to both.
ART. 2- Once a lost arrow from the bow of Cupid hits a person, that person has to immediately ask the archer to dart another arrow in the opposite direction, so that one will not fall prey to the wound famously known as “non-reciprocal love”. In case Cupid refuses such act, the Agreement here promulgated demands that the wounded immediately retrieves the arrow from his heart and throw it in the bin.
Note:In order to achieve this effect, the wounded has to avoid phone calls, internet messages, flower deliveries, or any other act of seduction, since these acts may achieve short term results, but are inevitably erased by time. The convention declares that the wounded has to quickly seek the company of other people in order to control the obsessive thought “it’s still worth to fight for this person”.
ART. 3 – In case the wound comes from third parties, meaning, the loved one is interested in someone else who was not expected in the pre-established plans, it is hereby expressly forbidden any act of revenge. In this case, it is permitted the profuse use of tears, some punches on the wall or pillow, talks with friends where the wounded can freely insult the ex-partner, allege his complete lack of good-taste, but refraining to lessen the partner’s honor.
NOTE: The agreement determines that art. 2 can also be applied: the wounded may seek the company of other people, preferably in places where the partner does not dwell.
ART. 4 – In case of light wounds, hereby classified as small betrayals, fulminating passions that do not last long, transitory sexual disinterest or dysfunction, one has to quickly and abundantly apply a medicine called Forgiveness. Once this medicine applied, one must never look back and the subject must be completely forgotten, never being mentioned as an argument in eventual fights or moments of wrath.
ART. 5 – In the case of definitive wounds, also called “brake-ups”, the only medicine capable of truly healing one’s heart is Time. It’s pointless and ineffective to find consolation with fortune-tellers (that will always allege that the lost love will return), romantic books (in which the endings are always happy ones), TV soap operas or other similar things. One has to suffer with intensity, completely avoiding the use of drugs, painkillers, prayers. Alcohol is only allowed in moderation, never surpassing more than two glasses of wine per day.
FINAL PROVISION: the wounded of love, contrary to the wounded of armed conflicts, are neither victims nor torturers. They have chosen something that is part of life and therefore they have to face the agony and the ecstasy of their choice.
And for those that were never wounded by love, they will never be able to say: “I lived”. Because they haven’t.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009 8:48:21 PM
I went to a conference - debate on Belarus issues... Funny day... Will tell you tomorrow, as I am ready to fall asleep near my laptop...
Monday, March 30, 2009 12:16:19 PM
It's so sunny today and that should help me to get in sunny/funny mood, but... I feel annoyed by everything today!
- By my work mail - that is full of messages I should reply to
- By unexpected extra tasks with deadline "Today" and "ASAP"
- By all my gay colleagues from the organization next doors, just because they move their hips more and better then I do
- By tomorrow's conference on Belarus issues that I need to attend and make intervention there... (again e-mails in order to get access badges to get in to the Parliament and preparation for the debate itself)
- By that stupid reality that the "let me in" phone is next to my table and each time when new delegate for the JEF's seminar comes - I have to be that magician pressing "3" and letting them in!!! ...and the fact that they are coming, leaving and coming back again makes me more "happy" today...
- By the fact that it's sunny outside and I have to work!
Sunday, March 29, 2009 9:22:18 PM
Due to EGP Congress, it feels that I haven't had a real weekend, although at the same time - I had plenty of time for being totally lazy.
Friday, March 27, 2009 7:58:34 AM
It's cloudy, rainy and cold outside! Brrrr. Hate this! And that's already fifth day in a row!!!
Well, there is also bright side (there always is!) - spring has came! No, really! Although, the weather is so damn "nice", apple trees and cherry trees near the Parliament are in blossoms! Looks SO great!
I wanted to pick some wigs for my "spring welcoming vase" yesterday, but decided that trees and shrubs next to the European Parliament are protected from crazy girls like me... and the day itself was bad enough so I decided not to get in extra trouble
Sunday, March 22, 2009 7:34:24 PM
- I spent having long walks in the city... and I even made a conclusion that there is no need to take metro for 1,70 € every time, if it takes only 30 minutes to go to the city center.
- After spending almost two months in Brussels, I finally tried famous Belgian fries in the best place in whole Brussels - Place Jourdan (good, it's so close to home)...
- I couldn't stop spoiling myself by buying pelmeņi and red bilberries ķīselis (fruit-juice gelatine dessert) in Russian shop mentioned in my previous posts...
- Together with Kristīne I visited Army and Military Museum of Belgium... tnx God it's for free
- I did my laundry after a very long time being simply lazy...
- For the first time since I live there, I cleaned my room... every corner of it!
- I did not put my brain on a shelf - so it means that I am still in the same position/situation, having the same confusing, already tiresome thoughts and inner struggle... Well, I certainly do not regret using my brain and if somebody can not deal with it... it's not my problem! And the fact is that I am not going to ignore my thoughts... but I am not going to ignore thoughts and feelings of others either (if only they're sensible ones)...
- I injured my self- esteem and self-confidence a bit... but still do not regret anything... I am learning from my stumbling and tumbles... and sometimes it's even fun!
I know - I am strange, but that's the way I am...
Love me or hate me!!!
Thursday, March 19, 2009 9:01:18 PM
This morning I got "thank you" for helping somebody to get out of a bad mood... I was a bit surprised... and didn't expect it anymore, but I did it! Yeah!!! Although I got myself in a bad mood last night, thinking that I haven't succeed at all, I have moved something...
Wednesday, March 18, 2009 7:17:13 PM
Eventually I am in a good mood and I am ready to share it with those who see life in dark colors. It doesn't happen often, but when it happens, you can not stop me from being nice and sunny!
Later - after trying to lighten up somebody's mood...
I am back from the walk that was planned to be full of cheering up, but somehow I got depressed myself. I tried really hard to change negative into positive, but I couldn't... I felt helpless. How can one be so pessimistic not being able to see even the smallest things that could change current shitty life???
Going to sleep... DEPRESSED
Tuesday, March 17, 2009 8:23:48 AM
Finally, finally I can enjoy event that is directly connected to communication and PR - conference on EP election communication strategy! Hopefully I will get my access badge for Parliament today!
Sunday, March 15, 2009 9:41:46 PM
The day and this weekend was so colorful, that it's hard to give one - short title ...
Yesterday we had our common dinner with traditional/national dishes. Great, but it was too much for me. No matter how carefully we were planning to have normal amount of food (so it would be enough, but not too much), in the end we had one starter - Italian bruschetta , two main courses - Latvian potatoes pancakes with German shnitzel and some absolutely delicious French dish. And apple cramble and Latvian debesmanna for the dessert. Food was perfect and so was the atmosphere last night...nine neighbors - chatting in candle lights. We were all together - having discussions about cultural differences in all possible life situations, joking about each other and just spending great evening all together. I felt like we were one big and happy family - and I really do not have this feeling usually. I wish, we would do these common dinner more frequently. That would be nice!
This morning I woke up still feeling overfed... and that's the reason why I spent really lazy morning at home although it was so sunny outside!!! But after having breakfast at the lunch time still eating food that was left from yesterday, me and Kristīne went for a long walk to the city center with our final destination - Mass for Latvians at St. Antoine church. It took about an hour to get there (including the fact that we got lost couple of times) and hour back (as the weather was so great and we did not have any reason to rush).
While going to Mass, we run into Russian shop we had heard about before and although there was not much time left before the mass starts, we got into the shop to check out if there is something for our Latvian stomachs. And... we found Riga's champagne, Black balsam, LB vodka, dessert "Kārums", Russian sour cream and cottage cheese and some other traditional Russian products that are also loved in Latvia. And I was almost jumping from happiness. I am not 100% sure - I will ever go there and buy all that stuff (seeing that prices for most of the products are double high as in Latvia!!!), but my heart knows, that home is not so far and there is a place where I can get "treatment" if I ever feel bad and have a bad mood.
Mass was a bit strange as we were just 12 Latvians there and priest was a bit deaf so we never prayed in the same rhythm and he was always rushing, creating almost a choir of prayers. But in the end it was nice and after a mass there was a coffee table for chatting and getting to know each other better ... and I had forgotten how distant and uninterested Latvians can be... so I did not enjoy our staying there so much. Well, but probably I am acting quite the same so I have no rights to criticize Latvians.
While going back from mass, I finally had an opportunity to get wigs for my vase... And now I will be able to welcome spring in my room...
It's quite late right now and I just came back to my room from the kitchen where I was cooking my special "Black Balsam" treatment for Marie and Barbara as they are completely sick. I hope it will help them.
That's all for now! Goodnight, my dears!
Saturday, March 14, 2009 5:14:07 PM
This Saturday is rainy as all days in Brussels. Hahaha, nothing is changing! And this is usual - lazy Saturday as we went to party yesterday. Yesterday was the night of EU Commissions stagiaires’ welcome party. I planned spending Friday’s evening sipping my medicine – hot black currant juice with black balsam to cure my sore throat. And I wanted to watch a movie… and finally – spent calm and relaxing night in solitude.
But the plan changed, and I was convinced by Lena, that I should go to this party as everybody else is going as well and that I didn’t look as shitty as I thought…and even my greasy hair looked quite o.k. It took about 15 minutes for me to change my “lazy Saturday” clothes to sexy ones, put make-up on and do SOMETHING with my hair… Others were “warming up” with rum, gin, wine and beer in Diego’s room as kitchen was occupied by Mark and some unknown cute girl.
Let’s skip party part, because as always there was a lot of dancing, laughing… As always, it was crowded place full of young, smart and ambitious people where most of them were working for EU institutions.
The end of this party night was quite unexpected for me. And I fell asleep thinking of myself as nasty woman taking advantage of the situation and taking my revenge on a person who, in my opinion, has deserved it. In Latvian we say – revenge is sweet , yeah, maybe it is, but it’s never satisfying… at least not for me. Well, maybe it was not true revenge, but I just provided somebody with an opportunity to understand how one can feel, when you are finally in the same situation or place.
Today we are planning to have national/traditional dinner at our house… should be interesting. We are going to cook pancakes from potatoes and debessmanna for the desert as Latvian traditional dishes… Let’s hope, it goes well…
What comes after dinner? Let’s see… anything can happen, after all it’s Saturday night! Great night for you, my friends!
Friday, March 13, 2009 8:49:30 PM
Riga's Black Balsam - the nicest way how to get rid of soar throat... and get drunk
Thursday, March 12, 2009 7:55:38 AM
Yes, spring is coming, but it's rainy and gray as always. Hahaha, what were you thinking about, Laura, - believing that every morning from yesterday's one, would be sunny and cheerful?
Do not ever forget that Brussels will never be characterized as sunny city.
Sunday, March 8, 2009 8:38:30 PM
Today was really nice! I had my lazy morning with pancakes and jam, hot fruit tea, MEPs database for the beginning and nice Sunday chat with Elina after that, discussing one of the strangest creatures on this earth – men. And after cleaning my extremely messy room, I went to the city center for a random walk, without having any certain direction or destination. I just wondered around, crossing streets and changing my direction whenever something caught my attention. And I so enjoy this kind of walks… when you have time and will to explore! And still I have a lot to see and explore in capital city of EU. And the fact that I live here and do not have to rush to see Brussels in one or two days as a simple tourist makes me happy. I have enough time, to be as random - I want!
Yesterday together with Kristīne and Diego we went out to enjoy night life of Brussels. There were quite a lot parties that night, so we drove from one place to another looking for the feeling “Yes, that’s the place for tonight”! After several stops at “wrong” places, we finally parked our VW Beetle, that looks exactly the same as famous Herbie (and that’s why it attracted lots of attention), near the Cathedral of St. Michael and St. Gudula to try our luck get into Brussels Museum night fever afterparty at Bozar – centre of Fine Arts. And due to “helpful” illegal distributors of tickets, we got in and paid even less than we were supposed to.
Party? Yes, it was nice…Till the moment when I nearly collapsed, because of the heat and music that was loud enough to make my heart beat in the same rhythm, unfortunately killing one.
Friday, March 6, 2009 10:14:22 PM
I am overfed... And that's only because people from different cultures perceive things differently...
Thursday, March 5, 2009 7:29:15 PM
I am at home at last! Today was lonely and at the same time completely crazy. I was alone in the office as others were either on business trips or working from home. Sounds pretty boring… but at the same time I had to attend event at the Parliament in the evening and also make sure that others, who have signed up for the event would get in as well. I was so anxious that something could go wrong or that I would have made a mistake while making the list of participants and they wouldn’t be let in. So I spent whole day having strange feeling in my stomach. I had to disseminate document about Altiero Spinelli and federalism at the event as well… printing, making copies and stapling all the pages in a nice document. 30 minutes before the event I was still at the office, struggling with staples… Fortunately Parliament is so close to my workplace so I just had to run fast, to get there before the start of ceremony. I had some confusion with the buildings and first I went to Altiero Spinelli building although event took place at Paul-Henri Spaak building… that luckily was just across the road and I WASN’T late.
And as I was only one from my organization, eventually I had this strange feeling of having a mission – disseminating ideas of federalists.
I was shown to sit next to delegation of Italians and although all the seats were reserved for the Italians people sitting next to me was Japanese. Ceremony was interesting and I kinda enjoyed this hour and a half listening to praising of one of the founding fathers of European Union. The aim of the event was to promote the Manifesto of Ventotene, they have translated it into all the official languages of the EU and have planned to offer it to all the Permanent representatives of the EU member states in this special day. And they did and after the event everyone who was interested in the Manifesto, could get it in his/her native language. I went the table with the proud awareness being only Latvian (except Permanent representative of Latvia) at this event… and I got my copy… and after a glass of champagne and informal talks I left and was already on my way home… when I realized that Manifesto that was supposed to be in Latvian, was in Lithuanian. Organizers have made this “little” mistake mixing up languages .
And having awareness of being only Latvian that could inform them about this “little” mistake… I turned around and went back to Parliament. Luckily I didn’t throw away access badge and could still get into Parliament. Gentlemen disseminating the Manifesto were visibly shocked… Hmm, I wonder how many “right” copies they have made and how much money they will spend reprinting them.
In Latvian there is a saying: “Kļūdīties ir cilvēcīgi” … well, that’s certainly true, but this was notable and unforgivable mistake for this kind of event…
Tuesday, March 3, 2009 8:43:12 AM
Since my trip to Berlin, house where I live is full of people. Eleven out of twelve rooms are occupied and evenings, when person is supposed to relax after long day in a work are too noisy and chaotic. Maybe it won’t seem so bad after a while, because people are still moving in, they are confused about new environment and have lot’s of questions about house rules, shopping and living here, but...
While I was in Berlin, three more people moved in. Half Italian, half Welshman – Mark, one more French girl (can’t remember name) and… Latvian girl Kristīne coming from Daugavpils. When I get to know that, I wasn’t happy at all… Not because – I would more speak in Latvian and would decrease my practice of English, no… That’s not the case. But when you leave your homeland, you also leave your past there… And it's much easier to live far away if you do not carry around your life back home. With arriving of Latvian girl and moving into our house - I feel linked to Latvia again and that makes living here harder. Probably we have common friends or at least friends of friends... Hope you understood, what I tried to say...if not, well, doesn't matter.
Would be much greater to be only Latvian. I know - I am being egoistic, but that's the way I think!
Monday, March 2, 2009 11:56:02 PM
Hey, first day after coming back from Berlin has ended. And I am so happy that I will be able to sleep normally this nigh, (yesterday’s night was o.k. as well, but after spending whole day in the train in a way to Brussels, it just wasn’t enough).
Going to Berlin brought back memories from Turkey. I know, that it seems impossible and totally illogical to compare Turkey with trip to Germany, but I felt like that. Why? Because we traveled there with a bus and it was night when we departed… and all night we spent in the bus tossing about and trying to find most comfortable position for sleep, saying “Guten Morgen” to Berlin in the early morning. That’s how we used to travel all around Turkey with Iluta long time ago. And that’s why my stiff back and headache next morning brought a smile in my face rather than a bad mood.
That's how it looked...
Probably you wonder - what I was doing in Berlin... Well, I spent three nice days in International JEF’s seminar having discussions and learning new things about campaigning and especially political campaigning together with young people from all around Europe (well, majority were Germans, but still it was quite international). At first I was a bit annoyed and didn’t feel like it was my cup of tea (to tell the truth – it’s still not
) – being between all those politically educated and bright people who are really interested in the whole things happening at the political backstage. Discussions about political parties, coming EP* elections and potential promotion of them in delegates’ home countries, political jokes… it’s hard for me, but with each moment it becomes more and more interesting to be in this environment and I do not feel so confused anymore.
But when it comes to communication, no matter whether it is a fuel company or political NGO, I feel that I know what to do and how the things should be done. During the conference, right after theoretical part of the Campaigning workshop, we had to make our own campaign and as a result we had to organize street action to inform people about coming EP elections. We had just 90 minutes to come up with ideas about actions, slogans, posters, banners, branding of our team, etc. And it was so hard to convince my group’s colleagues, that we can’t put just some meaningless shouts on the leaflets and there should be content as well and that we should develop just one message. Finally I got a person – Swiss guy Christian, who held the same view, and people agreed that there should be content.
And we both spent most of the time given to us, putting down arguments why should people go and vote in elections of European Parliament on 7th of June, 2009.
And after that, we went in streets… approaching people (mainly tourists) near the Branderburg gate, informing them about the elections and giving them special “magic wands” for their wishes to come true after voting in EP elections. (It’s a pity that I do not have any photos). We also asked people to write down their wishes on a special wall and people from Italy, Finland, Germany, Berlin, Spain and even Israel put down their wishes for more peaceful and friendly Europe and many more. And it was fun!
If you think that I spent all my weekends improving my knowledge about campaigning and giving magic wands for the people passing by, then you are wrong. I was partying as well… all the delegates having crazy party together with lots of dancing in pretty interesting place (it looked like unattended ex-luxury place with huge cracked mirrors on the walls and wooded carvings on the ceiling).
And Berlin itself is nice (but I didn’t fall in love with it)… huge and calm, with no rush on the streets and so damn cheap that it’s hard to keep your wallet in the bag. It’s worth visiting it again! Definitely! And I was lucky to have the greatest guide ever – Julia – German EVSer of JEF Europe.
Way back was more comfortable, as we used train and here they are so cool and fast (more that 150 km/h – I wonder, how long would it take from Saulkrasti to Riga
), that it was a pleasure to spend those 7 hours in a way, coming back to Berlin in a first class carriage.
And one of the best moments of the trip was 30 minutes in Köln, when we went to see city just a bit between changing our trains. As soon as we get out of the station, unexpectedly we had to throw back our heads to see magnificent Köln’s Dom. That was breathtaking! And discovering that there is a Mass happening when entering this gothic Dom and having just some minutes in this saint and peaceful place before running back to the next train to our Brussels was enough, to get warm smile in our faces.
*EP - European Parliament [/FONT][/ALIGN]
Wednesday, February 25, 2009 12:23:08 AM
Hey, there! I am still here in Brussels and still my life is pretty interesting (well, that is my subjective opinion ) to write it down here, but I can’t really understand, why I am so inactive doing this. There can be two reasons - whether I am lazy or too exhausted or maybe - both. Sometimes I spend half of the day, thinking that it would be nice to put my adventures and thoughts down, but never do that… Sometimes, I am so exhausted after my work, that it’s hard for me even to make a dinner… and as I can’t live without eating, I am postponing my entries.
So what has happened during this period of silence? Well, last Saturday I was finally having fun outside my house and that was nice. We were at home first, sipping wine and talking, and when the wine was finished, we went to birthday party in a house next to ours. It was somehow strange to show up in the birthday party, when you even do not know the person whose anniversary is being celebrated, but here they are used to that. And it was normal for people gathering there. But I felt like an intruder! Luckily we changed the place and went to disco. And it was great… The disco took the place in the same building where one of the world’s famous Auto museums is placed. And the museum and the disco were separated only by a glass wall, so it looked quite impressive. Having great fun with my flat mates and dancing till the morning… nice changes after several lazy weekends spent in the bed.
Sunday I spent sleeping all the day long… first, I thought, it was an effect of the previous night entertainment, but now I am sure that I was having temperature that day, as I am still coughing and having red nose like a Rudolph. So Sunday was my day with much of dreaming, analyzing time spent here in Brussels and writing it down in my diary… and then sleeping a little bit more.
As I said, nothing has changed, and I still feel ill and that makes me act a bit nasty, but I can’t do anything about that. It’s just damn hard to be nice trying to manage pile of duties at work, when you can’t stop coughing and your nose feels like becoming double size moment by moment…. But I try…
Thursday, February 19, 2009 8:20:55 PM
Today I am doing nothing and that makes me happy!!! When going to sleep yesterday – I was totally exhausted… Yesterday, after moving into my new room, I helped Lena (Aramaic living in Sweden) to clean the kitchen and fridges finally. For several weeks we were delaying this, reminding people to mark their food, so it would be easier to understood, what has been left by those who have left Brussels and gone back to their homelands. Most of the people marked their food, but some ignored this request… Still fridge and cupboards were full with the food and we even didn’t know who the owners were.
Finally yesterday, Lena was determined to get rid of all the food that didn’t belong to anybody. And we did, shelf by shelf and cupboard by cupboard, we checked every pack and pot and threw away everything that had been expired.
We found some food that had expired in 2006 and 2007!!! (Luckily it was nothing alive yet…) Unbelievable! Is it really so hard to throw away food or inform others what can be used, when you are leaving the house?
Wednesday, February 18, 2009 6:19:32 PM
Yesterday was totally crazy and strange! Crazy!!! Half of the day I was alone in the office, working on my tasks… and loosing my mind from the silence, then I decided to kill the silence and started to listen The Brainstorm… and I got in that strange mood when you are happy and sad, energetic and completely exhausted at the same time. This week mainly I am working on creation of contact database for one of campaign’s action. So it takes long hours to look for the information and then COPY & PASTE it to database - that is one of the most tiresome tasks for me.
But the story is not about that!
Last week I was on a mission – to contact my landlord in order to change my current room to another one – more quiet and private, because, as it turns out, living next to living-room and kitchen sometimes seems like actually living in a kitchen itself. And having a party next door is a nightmare for me! Whether you are in the party till the very end or you are in your room, hating people that are still partying. As I do not know what will face me next six months while I am here and how exhausted and unwilling to party I could sometimes be, it was better to change the room, while it’s possible and free rooms were still available.
As I mentioned before, last week I was trying to arrange a meeting with my landlord, but didn’t succeed, as he was always VERY BUSY having dinner with his friends or doing some other “IMPORTANT THINGS”. (He is a really strange man – ignoring your calls and not showing up when it comes to dealing with some issues at house). That means that just a week tyrannizing him and trying to arrange the meeting, was not so bad at all. This Monday I finally got “yes” and exact date and time, when he was coming to give me a key of my room. It was yesterday between 19.00 and 19.30. I was on a pins and needles already from 18.30, trying to foresee if this is one of those few nights when he appears or one of those – usually more regular ones – when he doesn’t show up and even do not contact you to tell that he is not coming.
He didn’t show up! And I already had got in the worse mood I even had before, when there was a knock on my room’s door at 20.30… Kriss and the key! He was already on his way back and just gave me the basic information about the old room’s key telling that next time I see him, I would give it back (probably it will be after some months ).
Earlier in the day, I mentioned Jörg (not only my colleague, but also my neighbour) about my success, and he informed his flatmates (they are living next doors) right away, that Kriss is going to be in our street… as they have been trying to get in contact with him due to their issues… And the mission “Kriss is coming” was completed by catching him right at the entrance of the house as he was leaving after giving me the key! Well, hope I won’t need him anymore…
I am finishing now… and starting to pack my things to move – upstairs!
Closer to sky and stars! Ciao!!!
Friday, February 13, 2009 10:22:35 AM
I am not superstitious and believe that this day has no negative meaning, and actually I think it is quite lucky for me. Finally I have TYP03 web-management system training today and hopefully I will be able to manage project’s website after the training – doesn’t it show that it’s quite a nice day?
Actually believing that there is one certain day that can bring you bad luck is so silly… Yesterday I discussed it with my flat mates and we discovered that in our countries these days are different. If in Latvia people would think of Friday 13th as a day bringing bad luck, then in Spain it’s Tuesday 13th, but in Italy it is Friday 17th. I am not informed about Belgian superstitions, but the facts written above prove, that there is NO day that can bring you bad luck! Enjoy!
Yesterday we had common dinner at our house – Italian pasta, Spanish tortilla, Swedish salads, Latvian black bread with fruits and "Laima's" chocolate, and wine… Latvian and German manpower to clean all the mess after the dinner as we didn’t cook anything… It was nice to have dinner together… so I hope it wasn’t the last time we had it. Actually this dinner was planned to be as a competition between our house and our neighbors, but they didn’t show up
I am looking forward to have great weekend and wish the same for you!
P.S. I found some explanations for the perception of different days in different cultures; if you are interested, here you are...
“In Roman numerals, the number 17 spells out XVII, but an anagram of those letters reads "VIXI," which in Latin means "I lived" or -- less literally -- "I'm dead." This convoluted play on numbers and words, coupled with the fact that Friday is believed to have been the day of Jesus’ Passion, gave birth to the superstition”. More here
“The negative connotations that are attributed to Tuesday (Martes in Spanish) the 13th have no scientific nor religious bases, and one should be clear it is based strictly on myth.” Marte [Mars], according to Greek mythology, is the God of war, for which the day Tuesday is controlled by the red planet, that of destruction, blood, and violence. Also, the legend says that a Tuesday the 13th produced the confusion of languages at the Tower of Babel.” More here More about Friday the 13th
Thursday, February 12, 2009 11:23:53 AM
I haven’t written for some days, but it seems like the beginning of the week was century ago. I had very intense Monday and Tuesday – having trainings for the project all the day long. And my emotions varied from the “very desperate” to “very confident” every minute of these two days. On Monday I was “Desperate and “blond” Laura” most of the time, but Tuesday was more or less my "confident day".
We had sessions about federalism; we were having debates on the pros & cons of European Union where I tried to put myself in shoes of dedicated supporter of Nationalism. And we also had debates on the usefulness of the European Parliament. Those who know me well can imagine how desperate and “blond” I actually was. Having debates on topics you actually do not know can make you not only desperate… In the very last hour of the trainings I was almost going in tears, but luckily I didn’t. It seemed as I would have allergy from politics and was struggling all the time to convince myself, that it’s not so bad as it seems and in the end of this project I will laugh about my very first days putting myself in the political communication.
After the long trainings we went to the beer bar – and I was drinking a beer!!! No, you didn’t make a slip… I was having a beer in honor of my desperate day; after all I am in Belgium - the country of hundreds of best beers in the world (well, at least that’s what they claim). I chose the one which was not supposed to taste like a beer (waiter said that’s definitely the one I should try)… well, it tasted like a beer…still, but wasn’t so bad and I liked the name of it – “Mea Culpa”… Isn’t it funny having beer named “My fault”? …as I said before – it tasted as all the other beers and I didn’t enjoy it as I expected, but the glass made my sipping more enjoyable [you can see a picture below]. So fancy! Yeah, I am one of those women, who find it more important to have nice look, but forget about functionality sometimes... (I will definitely need rational mind to help me to buy a car - when I need one)!
"Mea Culpa"... I could drink it just because of the glass...
And having only one single beer made me feel dizzy and smile about my “great” day… And I had to have Diego’s already famous pasta, just before the midnight, to get sober again!
Tuesday was better as we were talking about the campaign itself and it was more connected to communication… and even hearing such concepts as “target audience”, “main message” and “different communication tools & channels” made me feel much better than the day before! What else you can expect from PR & Communication graduate, huh? Finally I have some kind of overview, what I am going to do and how serious and responsible it actually is. I will do my best!!!
So starting from yesterday, I have seriously started to work on some parts of the project and I am happy that my workaholic being will be satisfied! And working with Åsa – super positive, energetic and passionate project coordinator from Sweden makes me sure that everything will be o.k.!
Monday, February 9, 2009 8:50:08 AM
Weekend was great! Relaxing and pleasurably exhausting at the same time. I spent these two days having walks in the city… now I know where the shopping street is (but still do not know how to get there on my own ) and how the park with independence arch near the European Commission does look like. Thanks Andre for joining me so I didn’t get lost and can be here – updating you about my crazy life in Brussels. And thanks Diego for taking care of me and making Italian pasta for me – I am never hungry due to my lovely flat mates! I can’t be happier…
Yesterday we - Jörg, Åsa and Julia (campaign team) had pre-training meeting – just for getting to know each other before we start to work on our big project. Playing bowling and having a walk through the illuminated heart of the city – The Grand Place while looking for a place to have dinner and finally finding extremely nice Thai restaurant with absolutely delicious food.
Although I felt terribly tired yesterday, I hope that the nice feelings I had during the weekend will help me to pass this week more quickly.
See you soon! Going to have trainings for the next two days! Wish me luck and lot of energy to learn as much as possible!
Friday, February 6, 2009 8:17:09 PM
Exactly a week ago, at this time I entered my new home – here in Brussels and met people that will stay in my life at least for next six months. Yesterday I received some messages from friends in Latvia asking how my life here – after a week was? And I must say that it was a week full of emotions, adventures and positive & lovely moments.
What is strange – I feel like I have lived here a long time and sometimes perceive my living here as living in yet unknown district somewhere in Riga... Well, with flat mates speaking most popular European languages, but still like somewhere in Riga, Latvia… I feel like home…
Thursday, February 5, 2009 2:10:29 PM
Somehow I postpone all my entries to the next day, although I try to push myself to do it right after coming home from work. Hmm, lazy me! And it feels easier for me to wake up earlier in the morning than go to sleep a bit later after updating my blog or doing something else. Really strange, considering that just a month ago I could sleep till midday…
So back to yesterday now! Yesterday morning started normally. I woke up, had my breakfast… and finally made an effort to make a meal for the lunch time, so I could take it with me to the work…Went to work and continued my research on EU policies in terms of unemployment… Just before lunch time director of the office informed me that we are going to have lunch at European Parliament cafeteria that day, because we need to meet an intern who is working in Parliament and is going to work in our office partly as well. Now you probably think that this entry tells about my first visit of European Parliament. Well, yes... But it wouldn’t be me, if everything goes smooth… and it didn't!
To enter the Parliament I had to have ID card or a passport with me, but thinking that it is safer to leave it at home, I didn’t have it with me. So I had to do my best and get back to home to take my passport and do it as fast as possible, as meeting had been arranged already. I run home, got to my 4th floor, grab my passport and was in a way back to office again. Mana – the office director - was waiting me on the corner near the office already, so I didn’t need to go all the way to the office (well those were just few meters before the office, but being so out of breathe it seemed quite a long distance for me).
Finally I was in a way to Parliament that appeared to be just around the corner and took only some 2-3 minutes to get there. Due to the passport adventure and realization that the “Big important building” is so nearby, I didn’t have time to get excited about visiting it, although I had thought my first time there would be something “wow”. Just before entering the building I had a quick look to Latvian flag near the entrance… and we went inside… finally I had time to get my breath back as we had to fill visitation form and wait to get registered and put in the database and meet the guy with whom we had the meeting. And after a while the guy came – dressed in jeans and simple sweater, and he rather looked like a visitor of a football match on the weekend, not an employee of European Parliament.
For me and the other trainee – German girl Julia – registration was a bit longer as we had to get entrance badge with our photo on it. Probably you can imagine, that after my little sport activity to get identification document, I wasn’t in my best shape and mood for taking photos… So in the end I got my entrance badge with a photo that should be stored in a dark place where nobody sees it (and be sure it will be stored in the dark place… till my next visit of Parliament)! So funny and stupid face expression!!! Uff…
Tortellini with meat and Parmesan on a plate with an emblem of European Parliament, huge dining – hall and French spoken all around… After the lunch that finally wasn’t so official, as I thought before it would, we had a quick tour in the corridors of Parliament passing by places often seen only in TV…
Several times while being in the Parliament, I was asking myself (well, I do it not only in the Parliament) – what exactly I am doing here and why I need to be here. What is my way? And where I am going... Because in these last years direction of my life has changed so many times and in such unexpected ways that I can’t forecast what I will experience next. Certainly being here in Brussels, working on political campaign and having lunch in European Parliament would never been on my mind as a part of my strange, but damn interesting life.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009 7:36:07 PM
There’s been a long time since I last felt how nice it is to feel that somebody is taking care of you, even if they do not have to or how pleasant and enjoyable the simplest caresses, cuddles or embrace just before falling asleep can be… And I wonder why we do it so rare and why when receiving these pleasant "things" we perceive them as an 8th wonder of the world? Have we forgotten how pleasant it can be? … And not only to receive, but give as well… Or maybe it is lack of time that makes us indifferent robots… Well, I promise I will try to be a “giver” more often than I have been before… and I hope that will make me a “receiver” more often as well…
I planned to write this yesterday already, but due to my terrible stomach ache and feeling completely exhausted after spending a day doing research on EU policies in terms of unemployment, I decided to go to sleep earlier than I am used to.
Monday, February 2, 2009 7:00:17 PM
Today was the first day at work… boring a bit and full of uncertainty as all first days, no matter where you start to work. But people are great and positive there – that’s the most important.
And I finally got the idea, what exactly I am into… but probably I am still far from the real understanding, as my political communication knowledge at the moment is so so weak… Yeah, maybe it was worth paying more attention to European Union development lectures given by a instructor with a “crazy eyes’ look”. We will see… Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Sunday, February 1, 2009 10:49:40 PM
Earlier in the morning I wrote – that I hope the Sunday would be as good as Saturday was. Well, it was different… I hope I won’t regret things I am doing right now…
Sunday, February 1, 2009 9:22:05 AM
My second day in Brussels has started. And I hope it will be as nice as the first one. It’s strange having the feeling that I have lived here for a long time already and have known people around me for a long time, although our acquaintanceship still can be measured in days and hours!
Yesterday I met one more neighbor - Sicilian guy called Diego – totally crazy and extremely positive. And we all – me, Andre, Marta and Diego went for a sightseeing. Thanks to them I had really great first day and had an opportunity to see Brussels already. We had a nice walk from one touristic place to other. And I must admit that Brussels is a nice city with its special charm – narrow streets, gorgeous architecture, and the sweet and tempting smell of Belgian waffles together with a smell of the traditional fries.
I was surprised how multicultural Brussels is – African district where a blond Latvian girl can’t go through unseen, Chinese district and Orient one as well, where I felt like being somewhere in Turkey again. You can meet as many cultures as you want and have Adana kebab in the lunch and get some Chinese food for the diner. Everything is possible. Streets are full of foreigners and after spending day outside in the streets of Brussels, it seems you have visited many countries. And when you visit a bar full of Italians – you doubt if you are still in Brussels…
Yeah, day was really nice… with unexpected surprises and confusing moments… but still nice…
Saturday, January 31, 2009 11:12:41 AM
Today is different from all the other days since very long time. I woke up in a different city... in a different country. Only being here I finally realized what has happened – once again I have put myself in a challenge, new adventures and totally different environment! I believe that proves – I am addicted to torturing myself and that calm and predictable life is not for me.
Just two weeks ago I was unemployed graduated desperately trying to find a job... with a any hope to get one. And just two weeks ago I got a call from Brussels with an opportunity to work in a non-governmental political organisation in the very center of Europe. And I said “yes” right away. I agreed not only because I needed a place to work, but because it was a chance to grow and develop myself, while living alone in a foreign country, a chance to become a stronger person.
My challenges and adventures started from the very beginning when I arrived to Riga’s airport. Waiting for Lasha’s arrival to the airport, I nearly missed my plane. They had started to look for my luggage to take it out from the airplane as I didn’t show up after all my “last calls”. Well, for the comfort I must say, it’s not the first time when I make the whole plane wait for me! Finally after getting in the plane, I realized that next two hours I would spend sitting next to the new rich couple - rich from the look, but cheap and rustic by their behaviour. I spent those two hours hearing Russian spoken by a woman with a really annoying voice and artificial eyelashes and a man singing stupid Russian songs after they both had emptied a bottle of wine. Well, thanks to the God, those where just two hours of my life!
Finally landing in Brussels and feeling relieved not seeing the new rich couple anymore, I got a message from the person who was supposed to meet me at the airport. He said that he can’t manage to get there due to project application deadline the next day and I should get to the office by myself. Nice beginning! I wasn’t angry or shocked about the situation, but I felt terribly exhausted and querulous carrying my luggage that weighted about forty kilograms. The option suggested by Jörg (a German guy who was supposed to meet me in the airport) was to take a bus and get to the center. But lucky me… I had only two Euros in my pocket and it was not enough for the bus. So finally after contacting Jörg we decided that I can take a taxi and he would pay as I arrive.
So I took the taxi and felt a little bit relieved, but all of a sudden I forgot the street name and exact number. Taxi driver was speaking “little English” and was catching just some words. Finally I remembered the name of the street and told it to the driver with my terrible French pronunciation. Thanks to God, he got it, and I was in the way to Chaussée de Wavre… only thing I had to remember was the exact number of the street! Luckily my mind cleared and I remembered that it should be written on the insurance contract… and there it was! After some delusion on the one of the longest streets in Brussels, I was finally at the office – my workplace for the next six months! And right after that, Jörg took me to my apartment.
After all my adventures in the way to my new home, I was happy to realize that the place where I was going to live was really nice and so were my neighbours. I met a German guy called Andre and Spanish girl Marta and had a really nice talk with the guy, as Spanish girl went to a party that I was invited to straight away as I arrived… and I would have gone, but I was too exhausted.
That’s all for now… going to check out who are the persons chatting in the living room… the mix of Spanish and Italian I guess… Multicultural house…
See you later! I will keep you updated! [/ALIGN]