i developed an allergic reaction to cold. it's so fucking cold that the skin of my hands became chapped, coarse and painful. nothing is helping, none of the creams I tried, I even put warm olive oil, it's not getting better! and I even don't know how that happened, I don't go out without gloves, nice warm Estonian gloves. yesterday i tried to smear some kohupiim, it seemed like it worked... as another volunteer said, if my skin doesn't fall off while spring comes, it will be an achievement :)
i have to write about how Orientiri went. That Orientiri (meaning Directions) took place last Friday and Saturday (15-16.03.2013) in a sports hall in Narva, it was an education fair, lots of higher education and vocational institutes, trying to lure some fresh flash into their dark corridors, promising great future job. sadly, the most attractive stand was the police and bodyguard kind of school. They even had dogs, some beautiful Blondies (deutsche Schäfferhunde), and a smelly noisy "police" car and uniforms, wow! I guess when you are 15, you are really impressed by that kind of stuff, especially when you cannot see a lot of opportunities for yourself. However, I cannot agree that only losers or society scum go to those fairs. You are allowed not to know what to do with your life at any age. it's more likely that people who consider them scum, are scum.
and if you have the eyes, you can see so many more different things. the silly teenagers with spots who think they know it all and can barely speak English; the kids that come again and again only for the candies, why the fuck do you need so many candies; the overprotective mother that came to select the best future for her child, (poor child!); and the weird lonely old guy that seemed like lost, i guess he came just to be among people and to be in a warm place, i hope i am wrong. among so many people you can barely see some humanity, it's always lost in the crowd. but then you start talking to the mass, because you have to, and human beings start to show up, if you are lucky.
oh, i love the Daddy finger song, honestly.
i have to write about how Orientiri went. That Orientiri (meaning Directions) took place last Friday and Saturday (15-16.03.2013) in a sports hall in Narva, it was an education fair, lots of higher education and vocational institutes, trying to lure some fresh flash into their dark corridors, promising great future job. sadly, the most attractive stand was the police and bodyguard kind of school. They even had dogs, some beautiful Blondies (deutsche Schäfferhunde), and a smelly noisy "police" car and uniforms, wow! I guess when you are 15, you are really impressed by that kind of stuff, especially when you cannot see a lot of opportunities for yourself. However, I cannot agree that only losers or society scum go to those fairs. You are allowed not to know what to do with your life at any age. it's more likely that people who consider them scum, are scum.
and if you have the eyes, you can see so many more different things. the silly teenagers with spots who think they know it all and can barely speak English; the kids that come again and again only for the candies, why the fuck do you need so many candies; the overprotective mother that came to select the best future for her child, (poor child!); and the weird lonely old guy that seemed like lost, i guess he came just to be among people and to be in a warm place, i hope i am wrong. among so many people you can barely see some humanity, it's always lost in the crowd. but then you start talking to the mass, because you have to, and human beings start to show up, if you are lucky.
oh, i love the Daddy finger song, honestly.
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