Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold..

When did the world stop caring?
I'm asking this question because I had stopped caring but in the light of the event taken place in the past few weeks... I suddenly realise how cold I have become and how busy we all are not caring
When the conflict in Georgia burst into flames, I realised how fragile is our comfortable everyday life. And it is then that my dear friend told that people were being killed all over the world every single day, why this one is that much more special. True... but what scared me was the well-know phrase: he who does not learn from history is doomed to repeat it.
I had a rough day on Tuesday, emotionally. It started with my great-uncle's funerals. When my time comes, hopefully not that soon, I'd rather rise from the dead than have a funeral like this... The whole speech was such a cliche and let's be honest, quite a bullshit. Starting with calling my late uncle Nikolai all the time... He was always uncle Konts! Nikolai my ass... everyone knew him has Konts. I even thought till Saturday that his real name was Konstantin. And not to mention the open coffin - the most horrible custom ever! He looked nothing like himself, I'd rather believe that it was someone else..
I want people to laugh at my funeral and be happy about my life, tell funny stories and embarrassing moments of my life.
Coming back to the question at the beginning of the post, why do we need to have those big events to remind us that it's pretty good to be Estonian? But then again, who am I to speak. A few years ago I kept dreaming of getting out of this country. But although I'm not going around in tricolours or screaming it out loud, I do like being Estonian and even though the politicians suck, this is a pretty awesome place to live. And I am proud to be Estonian with all our history and share my nationality with such great people as Kanter, Kross, Pärt.. and I could go on for ever.
I was watching the evening news the other day and there was an item about a plane crash in Spain. How many of you noticed it? How many of you felt the dread when the death of at least a hundred people was announced? This reminds me of Jack Johnson's lyrics:
A billion people died on the news tonight
But not so many cried at the terrible sight
[...]
Why don't the newscasters cry when they read about people who die?
At least they could be decent enough to put just a tear in their eyes
And I know that you can take everything that happens into your heart and shed a tear for it, but we should at least think that for every person who dies, there is a bunch left behind who are crying over the loss of their mother, daughter, son.. etc. I personally don't wish to be such a cold stone anymore who doesn't blink her eye for anything. I know this is much harder but in the end, much more rewarding.

I've no idea what I wish to achieve with this post but I just wanted to share my feelings. And I hope to feel more in the future.

These are the days it never rains but it pours

I've never been the kind of person, who lays her head down on the pillow and falls soundly asleep. No, I usually have to wait and wait for Mr Sandman to come and during that time, I start to think about things.
So last night I got an idea and that's usually a bad sign. It's actually a very innocent and raw thought that I developed and I have no idea whatsoever, what to do with it.


The world has gone crazy and I have no idea how to fight against it. So, last night I thought what if after I've received my degree as a teacher, I work a little over here and then find a way how to volunteer to Africa.

I know, this sounds insane for many justified reasons beginning with me being only (almost) second year student and I have 4 (!!) years till I get the degree. Who knows, I might even change my mind and end up studying something else. Or.. at the moment, it is hard to believe, but maybe I have a family by then and don't wish to go anywhere. Everything is possible, look at my dear friend A., mother of a baby girl!!


But why I'm writing it down? For remembrance. I've always talked about doing volunteer work, but I've also always thought it wasn't really for me. Till now. I think I could really do this. I have no idea how, where or what, but I want to do this and I don't want to do it NOW but when I can actually offer something to the people in need.

I know people to that know me, especially my family, will consider this as a stupid idea and I agree to some extent, but what if someday somehow I managed to do it? What if this is really something to me?

Silence before the storm?

It is a well-known and rather obvious fact that I haven't been an active blogger lately. It must be due to my inability to turn my emotions, thoughts and experiences into words, sentences and paragraphs that would make later sense to myself and to whoever happens to stop in this place. So therefore it has been a quiet place with tumbleweed rolling between the posts.

What has happened in between? A lot and not much. I've travelled around Estonia, visiting people, spent time at home, had my share of laughs and moments of distress... The usual stuff. I've also participated in wonderful events and intriguing discussions, read a bit (but clearly not enough) and made a lot of promises for the starting new year in university. I'd write them down here but I don't wish to look at them in a few months time only to admit that I've managed to avoid each and every one of those. No hidden catch, no strings attached, just free love, in the words of DM.

But what does lie in the very near future is my "pilgrimage" to Israel and I can't wait for it. This is going to be adventurous for sure. I'm not even scared at the moment because I don't know what to fear. Surely, I won't be intimidated by the fact that it is not the most stable place in the world, but have you notice? The whole fucking world has gone mad!!

This brings me to my point of concern - Russia and Georgia... There's a fucking war going on and I'm scared as hell! If President Medvedjev's reasoning for the bombing is the message of peace then we are all screwed!! I know, Georgia is not totally innocent herself, the truth lies somewhere in between but if Russia is so ready to attack a sovereign country as Georgia... who will be next? Bringing in troops to Eastern Estonia to "protect" Russian citizens here, because God knows we are all nazis and facists over here? I'm scared... I'm only 19 and I want to live my life in a happy bubble without witnessing a war! But right now, I'm not sure if this will be my future vision. Watching the desperate people on TV in front of destroyed and burning houses, holding their loved ones who had not been lucky bring tears in my eyes!! How can you kill innocent people who are just like me or you??

My heart and my thoughts are with the Georgian nation... Every hour I pray for peace to come because war is not a solution to any problem! I hope whoever happens to read this joins me in my prayers and understands how fragile is peace and quiet...