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No more Undergraduate essays? (Just a couple exams - no big deal)

Could it really be that I've been accepted into my masters course?

Awesome!
fon @ 11:10 AM link to post * *


There are a few people who say I'm always busy worrying about other people and never worry about myself... well, now you would be proud of me!

I've been given a week off to work on my essays - so from Monday to Sunday this week, no work (even though I do need the money...). However, one of the managers calls me on Thursday night at 1 a.m. - while I am asleep and tells me to come in and work on Saturday night.

Ok... so I was asleep so all I remember is something about coming to work... so I message him the next day about whether he was serious - without any reply. So I call work at around 4, talk to another manager and confirm that yes, I'm supposed to be coming in on Saturday. At this stage I'm feeling pretty irritated that my workplace can expect that it is ok to call me on my week off and assume that I am just around the corner waiting to come to work at their summoning, and at any time of day, at that!

So I called the manager that called me in the middle of the night again, and for ONCE in my life, actually made a stand of my own principle to somebody! I said I don't believe that I should be working for an employer who thinks it's ok to call me in the middle of the night and talk about coming into work. And that if I don't come in on Saturday and lose my job over it, then so be it.

And I didn't lose my job... I'm a little surprised, considering one girl DID lose her job because she called in sick twice (the first time because she twister her ankle, and the second time because she was vomiting).

Point was not to berate my boss or anything. I actually found him very reasonable once I presented my case - he even asked me how my essays were going. I guess next time I don't need to be over-dramatic about it and just present my case calmly, now that I know that there is nothing wrong with standing up for my own rights sometimes :P

That said, a few months ago I heard about how my previous employer in Finland was jailed for workplace law violations ... and now apparently, he's called my father (who has taken up the usage of my old mobile number) asking for my contact - whether I would testify to the authorities because apparently, I'm objective... Interesting.

But objectively speaking, the only reason why I liked working there was because I had a good rapport with my co-worker and we made good tips as a team. I wouldn't be able to say that I stayed there for any other reason.

We'll see what happens, huh?

Back to my essays...
fon @ 4:04 AM link to post * *


I've given myself a bit of a kick in the *** and gotten moving again... which helps me study :)

Yesterday I woke up at 6 a.m., went for a jog... studied the whole day, then went and signed up at the South Pacific Health Club and did some stuff on the running and rowing machine.

And then, despite my shin muscles being in EXTREME pain this morning (and also now), I woke up at six, studied for a while, and went for yoga!... To my extreme delight, I found that my favourite instructor at the Monash gym also teaches at SPHC once a week!

Woohoo!

... in extreme pain...
fon @ 2:20 PM link to post * *


A huge, HUGE HUGE thank-you to my father for being such a good sport despite being woken up an hour before his alarm was meant to go off and pulling out his credit card to lend me money! I promise I'll try my very best save up enough money to come to Finland in the middle of the year, even if it means eating nothing but canned food for a few months!

So I'm leaving Melbourne on the 15th of February...





Arriving in Bangkok the same day...



Leaving again on the 4th of March...





And arriving in Melbourne the next day!



I guess the best part is that I'll still get to spend Valentine's day with Daeshy :)


I think I can draw up those reserve forces to do my assignments now!

Mood = happier than I've been for a while

p.s. Who wants to come and pick me up from the airport? Any takers?

And once more: KIITOS ISÄ!!! :)
fon @ 1:31 PM link to post * *


My apologies for being a grumpy thing in the morning, to those that it may concern...

I didn't get back to sleep, so I've been procrastinating on the internet and not studying all day. Shit. Not good. I meant to get a lot of work done today, but I'm just too tired. Just a little bit more and it'll all be out of the way... but then there's no break, and I just have to keep going on.

I'm feeling so burnt out it's crazy...

I guess the only thing to do is keep at it, and work hard so that I can save up and go back home in June-July this year...

Maybe I should try to write something a little more cheerful, so people wouldn't worry. But I can't help feeling a little shit when I know I won't get to see the little ones for a while and I don't even know if I'll get to see both my grandfathers alive again (knock on wood).

How do you concentrate on something so trivial as a couple essays when all the really important things are happening so far away?
fon @ 11:53 AM link to post * *


I guess I'm pretty happy the girls invited themselves over for cocktails on Thursday night :)

Lots of new recipes = FUN!!





fon @ 9:56 AM link to post * *


I'm on-line again, I'm on-line again, I'm on-line again!!!

YES!!!

NO MORE DIAL-UP!!!
fon @ 9:28 PM link to post * *


Didn't mean to worry my mother and father with my last blog. Just feeling moody, that's all.

I think it's some sort of end-of-degree blues. I even saw a counsellor the other day (I got sent there by the Arts faculty when I was trying to get out of my two summer subjects without having to pay for them and without 'F' turning up on my transcripts)... But in the end, I decided to push on with the units, and spent all of last week writing and handing in four late assignments I managed to get extensions for after turning up at the philosophy office in tears.

I didn't MEAN to cry... I just got all flustered thinking about how far behind in work I was, and how busy I've been, and how much I want to go HOME to my family!! I want to play with my little nieces and nephews!! I want to see my relatives!

I don't want to graduate and move on with life... but I guess there's not much choice, is there?

It seems that everyone I know who's graduated is now struggling to find ANY job... and a job in their field of study? Dream on! What's an Arts graduate going to be good for? Data entry? No - you need an IT degree for that nowadays!... Administration? Not even, because you need experience which you had no time to get whilst you were in uni. Travel agent? Experience. Linguist? Philosopher...? Who needs those??! So, the conclusion is this: Had I not gone to uni, I would have a pretty decent job by now. Nobody wants educated people to work in their companies anymore. Educated people spell trouble for immoral CEOs who don't want the staff analyzing the conduct of their superiors. Sad but unfortunately true. For the most part.

And then you have small companies that do have some ethics to them... but then ethics never earned anyone much money (except The Bodyshop, of course), and the smaller companies are probably bad for your career since they are sinking fast, and anyone with any morals is sinking with them...

Ladidaa di daa...

You hardly notice yourself sinking when everyone else around you is splashing about at the same level.
fon @ 8:27 PM link to post * *


I'm feeling it again. That compulsion to drop everything and leave. The same way I was forced to all my formative years, and the way I propelled myself forward since the day I stepped out of home.

I. Don't. Want. To. Be. Here. Anymore.

There is nothing here for me.

Nobody who needs me enough that I should stay.

Nobody who would particularly notice if I was gone.

Or if I was upset.

Or if I was happy.

Nothing that would bind me.

So what's keeping me?

Maybe it's a hope that things can still get better.

Maybe it's a dream that the longer I stay, maybe something will come with me when I go.

Or perhaps it'll only confirm what I've known all along...

That there are only a handful of people in this world who draw me back to them - and they are related to me by blood. ... and who else could feel the same way when I miss them?

Why does it make so much more sense to keep moving?

But do I want to be alone?
fon @ 8:54 AM link to post * *


My poor blog is like an empty room into which, now, a lone pebble falls...

and a little pebble it will be, because I still don't have internet at home, except this temporary dial-up...

Let's just say I've had a hectic month...

And I dreamed a few nights ago that I was on the beach, and dug up a giant clam... and stuck my head inside it.

What on Earth does that mean?
fon @ 7:01 PM link to post * *