Sunday, October 24, 2010

Sunday

I had a good Sunday.
First I slept in until 10 am.
I saw an apartment that my friend plans to buy and design. I cannot wait to see the final version.
Had a coffee with her and two more friends.
Made a delicious dinner (chili con carne).
Prepared pumpkin for winter.
Chatted with friends.
I heard a compliment.

Great day!
Perhaps a theme for today:

the last run


16 of October another running even was taking place: Tõstamaa jooks-run. It's essentially my home-borough. 7.5 km run.
I am not sure, what I was thinking, as I had not been running recently. But my cousin was going, and his girlfriend and my second cousin was going, so it was a family event and I thought it would be nice.
The weather was beautiful, too:)
But man, they were all REAL runners there. Me and my cousins gf were almost the only 'sunday runners'.
Nevertheless - I made it until the end. 48 minutes and 20 seconds for 7.5 k - not too bad:) Most importanly - I was not the last one and the 'stick-walkers' did not pass me:)

Later we did sauna and had beer and went for a walk on the beach and it was a really, really nice family weekend!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

multiculturalism vs pluralism

In many discussions often Canada equals multiculturalism. And it is, I think. Multiculturalism definitely has an advantage. Whenever you bring different people together, something new and cool and useful can be created.

I like the pluralism word. I liked being 'Estonia' when I was studing in Canada. But when being a citizen, I would like to be a Canadian. But be part of different communities, Estonian being one of them.
One good paragraph from the article summarizing immigrants situation:
Immigrants should know they have an obligation to learn one of Canada’s official languages, to understand that the Charter of Rights and Freedoms guarantees both freedom of religion and expression, as well as women’s right to be treated equally. In turn, the host society has an obligation not just to recruit newcomers and their families, but also to find a place for them and to make use of their considerable talents. Immigrants care more about equal access to jobs, housing and education, than about support of cultural enrichment.

I was always surprised that people in Canada do not HAVE to learn the official language. In Estonia it is essential and for a reason.
And the other thing is this 'finding a place'. It still puzzles me how degrees and experiences acquired from the other countries just won't count in Canada. Oh, you were a highly appreciated plastic surgeon in Pakistan (or a kids doctor in Estonia etc)? Cool, but you need to do the entire medical doctor exam again in Canada. It is quite ridiculous. Actually, even when Canadians would study medicine outside of Canada, they need to do the North-American exams concurrently. It is also crazy.
And today my Canadian Estonian friend is seriously considering doing another Masters in Canada, as she can not find a job on her specialty otherwise.

I am back!

I am part of the society again!
I got internet on Monday. And it feels AMAZING. I have been deprived for way too long.
A lot has happened.
Obviously not all would have been worth sharing anyway. Some things have just lost the novelty by now. Some things have a different meaning in retrospect.
At least I will try to write updates more often. And most importantly - I have lots of Skype-dates to organize:)

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

supergirl

Not the easiest times. I have gazillion projects on the go, home to find and then it is still summer and I should take the last out of it (because who knows how will I make it through the winter). And some days and nights I am just so damn overwhelmed and tired that I don't know what to do...
'But I'm a Supergirl
and supergirls don't cry.'
...

Monday, August 9, 2010

date

A virtual one, but still:)
hence it's the song of the day today.

Nouvelle vague 'dance with me'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekQZPozjCX8

Friday, August 6, 2010

I hereby pronounce you husband and wife

I woke up early this morning, around 5.13 or so. It was way too early to get up, so I was levitating on the border of sleep and awake. I was frightened awake again at 6.48, and not because I was late for work, but because of the dream I had.

My friends had arranged a wedding for me. It was just 15 minutes before the ceremony and I even did not have the dress on yet (it was my friend's wedding dress). And I REALLY did not want to put it on and go. I did not know they guy (his name was Tormi... ???) and most importantly I was in love with someone else and my biggest concern was that how will I go home after the weekend, ring in my finger, and tell that 'I just got married'.

Uh, thankfully I woke up before the dress got buttoned up and there was no ring on my finger when I woke up. But I still feel disturbed.