Κυριακή, 6 Αυγούστου 2017

s.u.

Ω τι χρόνος κι αυτός! Τελείωσε! Είμαι διακοπές στην Κρήτη μαζί με γονείς. Δεν ξέρω τι μου συμβαίνει. Το στρες του της ρουτίνας του σχολείου στο Southwark παραήταν έντονο. Τα κατάφερα μέχρι το τέλος. Δε νιώθω υπερηφάνεια νιώθω ανακούφιση και φτου κι απ την αρχή. Τελικά για έναν άνθρωπο που μεγάλωσε με πινκ φλόιντ (και ακόμα μεγαλώνει) και συχαίνεται κάθε είδους διαφωνία η εκπαίδευση είναι σα μια δυνατή κλωτσιά στα αρχίδια. Ήταν καλή εμπειρία τώρα που τελείωσε. Από Σεπτέμβρη θα διεκδικήσουμε το δικαίωμα να τρέχουμε σε άλλου ταύρου αρένα. Web development. Για να δούμε τι θα αποκομίσουμε και από αυτό. Μάλλον ο πληθυντικός οφείλεται στα πολλαπλά instances του εαυτού μου. Το ένα που λέει κάτσε χαλάρωσε, ξύσε τα αρχίδια σου, δεν αξίζει τον κόπο. Το άλλο που λέει, μήν είσαι κότα, δοκίμασέ το, γαμήσου λίγο από πίσω χωρίς σάλιο μπορεί να αξίζει. Ένα τρίτο που λέει απλά κλείσε τα μάτια και κοιμήσου. Ένα μακρινό που λέει οικογένεια, παιδιά, λεφτά..Θύμα.

Κυριακή, 26 Φεβρουαρίου 2017

4 and a half months later...


I don’t know why, but I decided to write this post in English. Well actually I know. Since my second year of university any time I spend not doing something the society mark as productive I feel guilt. That’s right I am a victim, but I don’t want to feel guilt for this one, so I am writing my thoughts and my “news” while practising the English language.
The past few months since I left Greece weren’t the easiest ones, for sure there were the most challenging ones. There were the months that brought the biggest changes into my life and that’s because even though the last couple of years I was continuously thinking of migration as a possible scenario I had never imagined myself outside Greece. I had never imagine myself as an immigrant. I had never imagined my life away of the people I love and knew I could have their support any time I needed it.
The past few months I fell in love with idea of having prospects in my life and at the same time loosing the meaning of life as I had inaccurately defined it in my head for years. I experienced rejection and disappointment more than I had ever imagined that I could stand and confirmed or even better verified that life progression has to do with confidence and belief in yourself.
I finally pursuit one of my dreams. The dream of becoming a teacher. A teacher in a real school, and that came with the hardest way it could come. Me being in a multicultural classroom in one of the biggest cities in the world and not being 100% able to communicate as effectively as I wanted. Having those kind of insecurities, I had the most stressful time of my life and for the exact same reasons I experienced happiness and relief in its more intense forms.
First it was the job hunting . Then it was the rejection and then the relief. Relief is translated with 6am waking up, 6:30 am me being on the road and finally getting back in my room at 7:00pm. But the pay rate is good 500pounds a week and that’s only the begining. And believe me I felt relief...
One of the greatest things in London is that everyday might be different unless you are working. People are living their lies by moving fast. Trying to experience different things. Taste different food and people. The worst thing is that the daily pressure is being diffused every Friday and Saturday night and literally the streets of London are full of drunk Londoners mutated into a primitive form of human life. Yesterday, I had to go to my flatmate’s birthday in a bar near Liverpool street, I had met him earlier in the day with his buddies around 15:00 almost wasted from alcohol. They had been drinking from 12 in the midday, so when I went to find them at 23:00 they were wasted and of course I could find them since they wouldn’t pick up the phone. To be honest I felt relieved since my body has perfectly adapted to 6am to 10pm circle and I was already tired. With a huge smile on my face I headed to the tube station. In the wagon somebody had left a sue box full of human shit and some of them were spread all over the wagon sits. I think that incident perfectly describes how the average Londoner is behaving or diffusing their stress if you will. I am not quite sure if I can live like that for a long time but in the end I am glad that I tasted it and for once got out of my comfort zone.