Thursday, January 31, 2013

Some Old Relationships & New Challenges

Uus semester ongi käes. 
On üüberhea tunne, kui lähed õhtul kl 22 või 23 magama ja ärkad hommikul 8.30 üles. Ainult nii tuleb tegus päev. Pärast stressirohket sessi ja vabastavat puhkust mõjub rutiin äärmiselt värskendavalt.

The new semester has begun.
It feels uber great when you go to bed at 10 or 11 pm and wake up at 8.30 am. That's the only way how to have a good and efficient day. After the stressful exams and fun vacation, it feels so refreshing to be part of a routine again.























Olin asjalik ja soojendasin oma suhted lõpuks kostüümiajalooga üles, et siis viisakalt hüvasti jätta ja võtsin ette masinkudumise. Too nuttis mind juba novembrist saadik taga. Siin siis mõni vaade masinkudumisele. 

I got myself together and warmed up the relationship with my beloved costum history to say politely good-bye. After that I turned to machine knitting. She had been mourning me since November. Here are some pics of the machine knitting.























Väike kapuuts-sall.
A little hood-scarf.




Kui veel asjalikkusest rääkida, siis ühel päeval käisin avastamas, kuidas bakalaureuse ja magistri kraade minu erialal kaitstakse. Tekitasin endale isegi mingi motivatsiooni kübeme. Ainult et hetkel ei paista sellest asjalikkusest küll mitte midagi välja tulevat. Nädala ajaga on siia majja kogunenud igasuguseid tüüpe, kes omale kõikvõimalikke erinevaid grippe on hankinud. Laatsareti südikaim võitleja, kes õnneks enne haigestumist koos terve emaga Tartu-koju tagasi jõudis, on teie ees. Mina aga ootan, et elu taas vertikaalasendis toimuda saaks. Seniks aga olge terved ja suunurk üles!

A little more about my capability. The other day I went to school to see how am I supposed to defend my Bachelor's and Master's Degree on my speciality. I have to admit that it was pretty useful because I even found a tiny piece of motivation for my Bachelor's work. But to be honest, it's kind of impossible to be active and effective these days. During this week there have been several folks in the house, who have collected different kind of flus and shared it with each other. The only strong fighter is here. Fortunately, he and his mother got back to Tartu-home and didn't get any infection. But I'm waiting here to have enough strength to start living in a vertical position again. Let's see how long it will take. Until next time - keep your laughing wrinkles and dimples in action!







Saturday, January 26, 2013

In the Midst of Exams

Tuleb tunnistada, et tegemist on küllaltki pahviks lööva olukorraga, sest minu mõistus ei võta, kust kohast need 1400 blogi vaatlejat välja ilmusid. Mul vist pole nii palju sõpru-tuttavaidki. Aga igati kaunis ja sürpriisne.  

I have to admit that I've quite extraordinary situation here. Honestly, I don't understand, where do all these 1400 blog viewers come from. I'm afraid I even don't have so many friends. But anyway, it's awesome! 


Mis on pildil?
Õige vastus: tudengi sassis tuba.
Väike ettekujutus sellest, milline tudengi jaanuarikuu välja võiks näha. Ei mingit puhtust ja korda. Ainult arvuti, raamatud ja pidžaama. Nagu koopainimene. Ei mingit sotsiaalelu. 

What's in the picture?
Correct answer: a student's messy room.
A little imagination of student's January. No cleanleness nor order. Only the computer, some books and the pyjamas. Like a caveman. No social life at all. 



Miks on alati nii, et keset eksameid ja kõige pingelise õppematerjalide läbitöötamise keskel sügelevad sõrmed hoopis mõne tunduvalt väärtuslikuma raamatu järele? Oo, kuidas haaraks mõne sellise raamatu ja süüviks sellese suurima entusiasmiga kui iial varem...

Why do I always come across with a situation where in the middle of preparing for the exams my fingers are reaching to any other kind of book instead of reading for the exams? Oh, how I'd gladly search for any of those books in here. With my greatest pleasure...





Uue raamatu lõhn..

The smell of a new book..





2/3 minu pisikesest raamatukogust.

2/3 of my little library. 



Jaanuari algus on hall nagu seebivesi. Ei ole tal tegu ega nägu. Väljas on nii hämar, et pole nagu valgeks läinudki, kui juba on õhtu piilumas. 
Sõidan bussiga. Inimesed on nagu mutantolevused. Tumehallid, tumepruunid, tumesinised, tumemustad, tumetumedad joped-mantlid. Näod kokku surutud ja mõtlikud, seljad küürus. Elutegevus toimub aegluubis hõljudes. Nagu Põhjanabal. Soppa pritsib vastu bussi akent. Vot vägisi kisub naerma. Tahaks kogu seda olukorda kõrvalt vaadates lihtsalt terve bussi naerma ajada. MIS maa see selline on, kus me elame?
Talvel pole päikest olemas, aga suvel on teda see-eest nii palju, et öösel jätkub viietunnisest uneajastki, ikka jooksed ringi nagu Duracelli jänku.
Aga kui juhtub, et esimesed jaanuari päiksekiired sind tabavad, vaat' siis tahaks näo ruttu ära pöörata ja vinguma hakata, kui hele ja vastik ta ikka on.. Mis teha, kui see pilkane pimedus on pika peale lihtsalt pähe hakanud...
Aga kui päike juba teist päeva järjest end ilmutab ja mingid linnud kuskil kraaksuma hakkavad, siis hakkad kilkama ja paned päikseprillid ette. Inimesedki tunduvad palju muhedamad. Bussijuht paistab ka tavapärasemast lõbusam - korjab ka peatuste vahepeal inimesi peale ja tänavatel jalutajad kummardavad ja lehvitavad bussijuhile. Mis on juhtunud, ma küsin? Päike teeb mustkunsti inimestega. 



The beginning of January is grey like soap water. Dull, cloudy and foggy. It quite doesn't matter wheater it's day or night, it feels so gloomy anyway. 
I'm on a bus. People are like some kind of mutant creatures. They're all wearing dark gray, dark brown, dark blue, dark black, dark... jackets and coats. They look tired, thoughtful, hunchbacked. Everything/-body is moving in slow motion. Like in the North Pole. Some mud  splashes on the bus window. It makes me wanna burst into laugh and also make everyone else around me to laugh. Beacuse what the freak is this place where we're living in? No sunshine in winters, but more than plenty of it in summers. People might even have so much energy in summers that they may sleep for five hours during the night but still run around like Duracell rabbits. But if you see the first Sun rays in January, you're normal reaction would be - I hate the Sun! - it's too bright! Only after the second reunion with the Sun you understand how freaking much you actually have missed the sunshine. It's time to wake from the hibernation and wear the sunglasses. People around me start to smile and LIVE again. Also the bus driver seems to be more polite than usually - he picks people up from random places between the stops. People wave to him and bow to say hello. I don't understand! What's happened? The Sun is making some black magic with people around me...




Päike oleks minus nagu mingile start-nupule vajutanud. Hommikul 7.30 üles. Vesiaroobika. Kodu koristamine. Viimaseks eksamiks rabelemine. Mõned muffinid ahju. Ja ongi vabadus. Koopainimene saab taas tsivilisatsiooni. Tartu ja Otepää ootavad.

I feel as the Sun has turned on some kind of a start button in me. Alarm at 7.30 am. Water aerobics. Cleaning home. Preparing for the last exam. Some muffins into the oven. And freedom again. The caveman can meet the civilisation again. Tartu and Otepää - here we come.





Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Thankful for the Past and for the Future.



Aasta esimesel päeval on haudvaikus. Just selline rahulikkus nagu nende lumehelveste vaatamisel. Tundub, nagu kogu maailm magaks. Ma eeldan, et olen vist ainus inimene maailmas, kes paneb ka 1. jaanuari hommikuks äratuskella (seda küll kl 12ks). Minu meelest on see täiesti normaalne, aga ühiskonna jaoks vist mitte. Sest miks muidu Selvergi nutab suures üksinduses, ühtegi klienti ei ole, koogiletid on ka tühjad, rääkimata piimast! 

On the first day of the year it's silent as the grave. Everything seems to be as calm as the snowflakes on my father's car. Looks like the whole world is sleeping. I assume that I'm the only person in the entire world who turns on her alarm to wake up at 12 am "in the morning" on the 1st of January. I find it OK, but the society doesn't. Because is there any other reason for empty yawning shelves in the stores, which neither do have any client, nor any milk left!



Muide need pildid pärinevad 2009/2010 aastavahetusest Hiiumaal. Olgu need siis mälestuseks ühest mõnusast talvest, kui saapad lumes krudisesid, õueriided külmast krabisesid ja põsed külmavärinal külmast krampi tõmbusid, ja mina sellest talvest vaid 2 nädalat Eestis veetsin ja hoopiski Inglismaal pagenduses olin.

Here are some photos from the turn of 2009/2010 at Hiiumaa. Let them be a little glimpse of frosty winter when your winter boots and clothes made noise in the cold and your cheeks had almost cramps. I was fortunate to spend that freezing winter in England and survive only 2 weeks in Estonia. 





Mul on hea meel, et sain eelmist aastat lõpetada oma pere seltsis. Uus aasta algas sõpradega ning 1. jaanuar kulmineerus parima sõbranna juures tomatisupi, muheda filmi ja mõnusate jutustamistega. Järgmine päev oli üks tegus päev laagriks ettevalmistamiseks, täis bändiproove, koosolekuid ja ajude ragistamist. Ja enne, kui ma arugi sain, oli laager läbi, palju naerdud, õpitud, kogetud, jagatud kvaliteetaega paljude-paljude sõpradega...  Ja siin ma nüüd olen, tuubin taas eksamiteks ja tajun, kuidas sessipaanika hakkab minus võimust võtma. Mõtlen, kuhu see vaikus nüüd siis kadus. Alles olid pühad ja idüll.  

I'm happy that I could finish 2012 with my family. The new year started with some friends and the 1st of January culminated at my my best friend's apartment with some delicious tomato soup, a funky movie and some nice chatting. The next day was full of band rehersals, meetings and brainstorming for the camp. And before I realised, the camp was over - I had some great time with my best friends, lot of fun, great experiences etc. But here I am now, cramming for the exams and feeling how the exam stress is taking me over. I'm thinking of that silence that was somewhere there on the 1st of January. Lately, there were holidays and idyl. 




See võib kõik üks tore jutt koos ilusate piltidega olla, aga ma siin mõtlen, et tegelikult on elu ju nagu üks pikk EKG joru. Muudkui üles-alla-üles-alla, mõnikord kriipsudki vahel. Valdav on rutiin, kus on sageli stressi ja kära, aga samas ainult siis muutuvadki need puhkusehetked eriti nauditavaks ja idülliliseks. Ausalt öeldes, ega väga vahet pole, mis aastanumber ees on. Pere ja sõbrad on ikka sama kallid kui eelmisel aastal, kool on ikka sama põnev, aga vahel ka sama vastik kui eelmisel aastal. Kõige olulisem ongi see, et nad/need mul ikka olemas oleksid. Ja siis poebki üks suur tänutunne südame sisse, et ma olen nii õnnistatud olnud...

It may be all a nice story with fancy pictures. But actually I think that life is like a long EKG line with its ups and downs. Only in the middle of prevailing routine with its noise and stress, I understand the real value of the holidays. They become so precious. And, by the way, it quite doesn't matter what year number it is. Family and friends are still dear to me as they were last year, the school is still exciting but also nasty at times as it was last year. So, I find it most important that they all excist. Because then I feel thankful. I feel that I've been so blessed to have all of them...




Ilusat uut aastat.
Happy New Year.