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Boxing

justoneperspective — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 18:35:20 +0000

What made me joining a boxing class? A was very angry and thinking hitting a bag would help out. I was very disappointed when I had to take on my running shoes for 2 miles and wasn’t even allowed to hit a bag, but exercise several times the basic steps. I got hooked up with it even not touching a bag. I wanted to become better. It was the first time in my life I really wanted something. Once a week was not enough, so joined a second class and got exhausted on the weekend too. Twice a week wasn’t enough either. Now, I go thrice at least. Sometimes 4 times a week. I get better. At least I learned how to use a jump rope which is a lot. There is so much still to learn, but my progress in those past 4 months.

Boxing helped me really putting my anger away. I am almost too calm for my taste. I never felt like that. And I really want this. Sometimes I need a break from training and I take it and come back and am better.

Single Mum

justoneperspective — Sat, 03 Apr 2010 22:06:31 +0000

My mother wanted kids but not their dads. So me and my brother were raised just by our mother. My brother and me don’t have the same daddies. My mother wished we wouldn’t even call them dad. What would you name the person who made your mum a belly and you never got to meet? My mum just named them the producer. My brother was lucky that our mum never was in a relationship with his producer. I’d like to know if that male person knew what my mum was up to. She knew she would not want to live with that guy, did he know? I always wonder why my mum got married with my dad. She says they needed a bigger apartment and back then marriage was the only way to get into one. Recently I found out it was not only the marriage. Also he was working for the Stasi though he was just on a really low level in the organization I couldn’t believe it. Everybody warned her to hook up with him. Was it love and he showed his ugly face later for the first time? Did they have a good time? I will never know. My mum only says he was an alcoholic and that’s it. We are better without him and there is no way I’d like to meet him.

I still don’t know my father, but I was expected to fight for his financial support. Me and my brother were both in the same situation. We turned 18 and had to go to a lawyer to put pressure on a person we don’t know. I told my mum I would rather like to meet my dad and then put him under fire, but they didn’t get me off that case.

Once I wrote my dad. I was thirteen and some of my relatives who knew him from back in the time were supporting me. The letter was before my birthday, so I was hoping for a birthday card, but I had to wait for the answer a very long time and then I couldn’t keep up with the whole thing.

Today when I fail like I didn’t make my college degree. I blame my mum. I know it’s not the right thing to do. I feel so angry and I never wanted to be. My brother got over it, but it was hard on him as a teen and me as his younger sister had to take a lot in. I just thing my mum could have waited. Then I know it was the right time for her to get us. She was in the right age for kids and women can find a man later too. Women can’t give birth forever and raising children is hard. I understand her, but my anger won’t go away and not to have had a daddy as friends do was just a deep dish.

College Drop Out

justoneperspective — Fri, 26 Mar 2010 22:32:56 +0000

I feel very sorry. My mum doesn’t look at me for weeks. She is disappointed. I am leaving school without a degree after three years studying and living from my moms pockets. What happened? I tried hard, really. I was one year abroad and then started school away from home. It all went wrong. I didn’t come along with my room mates and the first time I got off the train to get to school I was like, no way me here. I felt not confident, couldn’t find any rooms and the teachers were far away. Every sunday my family called and I cried on the phone and couldn’t say a word. I thought it would all become better if I would switch schools and come back home. But me and school weren’t a good match. At the beginning I was full of fire and did my homework. Back home I got better things to do and did what I wanted. When I was thinking I could do still my degree I wasn’t able to write any papers. What could I do instead? I wanted to get into libraries or archives with or without a degree. I found out I could do also without and so I applied and now I got a three-year contract. They teach me how to work in an archive. I got scared with a BA but no MA. What could I become? Fear. And then the BA got far away too. So better now than later. I thought it would be a great idea. But then I told my mum and her look was not amused.

yoga workshop day 1 fish

justoneperspective — Tue, 02 Mar 2010 23:19:25 +0000

Just started a new yoga workshop. I haven’t been doing yoga for a very long time. After telling everyone how good it felt and having some issues with my spines and lower back I got back to it. As usual when I take up with something I do it with full enthusiasm, so I won’t only do this one workshop.

We learn a position or call it asana a day. One lesson in a week is not much, so to save my new knowledge I use this media here. We started with the fish. As you might know a lot of the asanas are named after animal or mystical characters like warrior.

The story behind the fish is that Shiva one of the three biggest goddesses was with his wife at a river and told her the story of yoga and she fell asleep, but a fish was listening. So the fish stands for listening and not so much talking. The position opens up the front of the upper body: the heart, the lungs and the stomach. You did this asana after the shoulder stand which is taking your legs up in the air while you lay on your shoulders and hold on your upper arms. That presses your breast and your heart very much together and to relieve this you do the fish. After the fish you do the other way, and take your head back first.

As we did we were asked to look out for emotionally responses by our bodies. And yes indeed I felt a little sad. Later in the movie theater I almost cried. There was a guy behind me commenting the whole movie and it was so annoying that I wanted to fight this guy really bad. Yoga really helps me to overcome stress, but on the same day of practise I am always a little lost.

See you next week.

Amazon

justoneperspective — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 22:39:34 +0000

It goes around the death of the book store. I am twisted myself. Often I had a reading list and found not one book in the store or it was much more expensive than it would have been on the web. So I went home and waited two days for the post man. I could only do so when I had holidays. If you are working full time you have to count on the goodness of your neighbors. Then it shouldn’t be so late you come home. So you can still ring at their doors to get the books.

One or the other. Sometimes I like to enter a store and leave it with a pile of books. Other times I really want to save money and if the books is used for much less available I will take it. I love my store for used English books. I really try to go there and support it, but they wont have everything. I still don’t like the big stores. But the have the basics, mostly. Some little stores are so badly packed that I have to ask why they still exist. Sure they can order everything, but I can do too and comes right home. So that is really no point for those little stores. You have to be specialized on something like English language. You have to have some kind of atmosphere. When I feel the glaze of the owner on my shoulders the whole time I am not looking comfty.

Right now I buy some stuff second hand in my favorite store or on the web. For birthdays and Christmas I will go to a big store. And when I can’t wait for the postman and I want a book right away.

Winter time

justoneperspective — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 22:02:38 +0000

In some parts of the world homeless people have to break into cars to find a place to sleep and not freeze in the cold. In Berlin the transportation system gives opportunity during the day and on the weekends at night too. Of course it is better than staying out and they only take two seats. So why not let them sleep. Usually I get on the train in the middle or in the back. More than once I made the experience that in the first wagon people get on I don’t want to meet. I was on my way not alone and didn’t think about it. A homeless guy was sleeping which was fine with me. But the train went through Downtown and more people got on. I don’t know why but tend to get on in the first wagon. The homeless guy was sleeping. I hope he didn’t anything around him. It was obvious he didn’t take a shower in weeks and he was poor dressed even for a homeless. I didn’t smell much, but if I would have, what the hell don’t you have other things on your mind. People who came in kept chatting and chatting about the smell. The were analyzing it like a crime scene. The bad smell was not the problem, but people talking on and on about it. How is it possible? Mostly it were the younger ones. People my age. They came in with coffee and felt bothered a lot. I tried to read as usual, but this chatting made me so made. It made me mad not just because I couldn’t read, but because it was cold and people didn’t feel for this poor guy at all.

Avatar

justoneperspective — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 21:14:14 +0000

How bad I felt after this movie I can’t describe in words. Thou the warning not to watch this movie not in 3D I did. And it could have 3D I wouldn’t still like it. The dialogs were so stupid I got hit by crap and almost out the theater. The only good thing were Sigourny Weaver and Michelle Rodrigues. Jack is stupid and Giovanni Ribisi was playing is asshole role boring. First I thought of this movie as an adaption of the jungle book. Jack is left in the forest and tries to survive helped out by a girl home in the forest. That would have been somehow nice and kind of like Ecotopia. Then it becomes Pocahontas. The pilgrim in the new world trying to help the forest people. After 90 minutes my eyes started to hurt, but it was the second movie in a row, so my own fault. But 90minutes of that crap would really have been enough. Then starts the Vietnam nightmare. The forest people wont give up their place so the Americans can get the stone under the big tree. The forest people fight as partisans with bow and arrows back and win. 2h later I ran out the theater exhausted by so stupid dialogs and even more stupid characters. The worst part was the ending theme song sung by Celine Dion.

Stieg Larsson

justoneperspective — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 20:54:42 +0000

Damn, I almost lost track of reality when I started reading the first part of the trilogy which was supposed to become a 10 books series. First I watched the movie by accident. I didn’t want to read this because of the fight between his wife and his brother and father which is sad, but not the issue here. So, it was cold and I was in good company when I entered the movie theater. The story is alright. A girl disappears and the journalist tries to find the truth 40years later. The special thing is really the relationship between the journalist and the hacker girl helping him out with her computer skills. There is more than friendship. So you can think yourself what is coming up. I am always interested in book based movies and after I watched it, I wanted to know how it worked out. I bought the book one day and did not stop reading it till I had finished. It is a quick read. First it is not Shakespeare, it is a crime story. So it is not complicated written. Second, the author wrote scientific stuff before and was an journalist himself, so that might explain things too.

The first book is working just through the work between the hacker and the journalist and it is crazy good. I fell in love with them. If that its the way, maybe one should stop reading and not begin the second part. The story about the missing girl was better in the movie than in the book. It is all solved by some unidentified codes in the girls dairy which is a little to easy. I must say the screenwriter did a great job writing a little different story board to make it faster.

The second book starts cool with the hacker traveling with money she got from a coup and the journalist working on a story about prostitution. Here you can till the end finding them at the same place. The story about the prostitution gets lost in the background. The police finds fingerprints from the hacker on a weapon that killed two journalist researching the prostitution story. The police got only the fingerprints nothing more. The police work described by the author as stupid an narrow minded doesn’t work for the hacker nor is it interesting to follow. No police work could be ever so stupid. The world would be hell like. So the only one helping is the journalist believing the hacker is innocent.

Larsson really got a nice idea with the first book where two so different finding each other. I like the idea of the crime in the second one too, but both characters I fell in love with are rarely in contact and police and gangsters are described as dumb. The police is not working at all and the gangsters well couldn’t organized a hand bag robbing when they would work the way they do in the book. So it is all about when comes it to the meeting of the hacker and the journalist.

Now, I am reading the third part. I am not so quick here like I did the first two. I got another crime book to read before I finish Larssons third one. It is solving the puzzle around the hackers vitae. Why she was hunted by the police and her background an stuff. So her father got already killed from Swedens FBI. Now I kind of stopped and will read little at a time. It repeats a lot the story from the last book. And the hacker and the journalist are doing still their own thing.

The most problematic is that Larsson died after he wrote those three. He was alive when the first book was published, but the other two arrived after his death the book market. I don’t know if Larsson was really finished. It reads like not. There is a lot stuff in the books where I think of as a writing exercise when he didnt know yet how to move on. It could be that he would have done another editing. I would have considered it him.

I wished I would have stopped reading after the first book. The way the journalist tries to find out the truth is just boring, the police is stupid, the gangster are dumb and the hacker is hiding.

I am still interested how the screen writer did his job this time.

U-Turn

justoneperspective — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 23:22:02 +0000

Dont ask me for directions. It could do harm to you. I remember two situations people ask me for a place and later I found out I had sent them wrong. I have to admit that they were totally unprepared and didn’t have a clue what they were looking for. The first time I was almost the only one around. A boy and girl were asking me for a club and I was so positive they had meant one I had been to. There are clubs I had switched names all the time. Never, I could really make a difference. Both names had numbers in it. The couple asked me and I sent them to the other place. The wrong club which is in a lane near a street with almost the same name. Well, they told me the name of the street of the wrong club, but since the wrong one is not exactly on that specific street I should have been more careful. They did not have a cell or phone number. And they asked me. I am not a good liar, but it seems to me that people sometimes trust when they should not do that.

Today I was waiting for the tube and reading the newspaper. They were lots of people not reading nor listening to music. Lots of people just staring at the ceiling. The guy had to come around the corner and I was with my back to him. So why did he ask me? I don’t know. I can tell this was not a try to hook up. I know that for a fact. He wanted where a hospital was and had only the name and the street. The problem is that a company bought the hospital and now they had all the same names. If you only know that name it can be a problem. I knew two hospitals in the area where he was thinking it should be. I asked him a couple of questions to find out which one he meant. He didn’t look up and when I heard he was going to work there I only thought what a stupid guy. (He was not doctor) On the way home I found a couple reasons for he did not have the directions. Then he asked me if one can tell that he had some drinks. This guy was really a difficult case. At the station we had to get off for both hospitals and where I had to anyway. I looked on a map and showed him both place. The wrong one had the name on the map of all the hospital like I told you above and the right had the name I had asked before, but he didn’t know. Next to wrong hospital was obviously not the street he knew about. On the side of the map was a register. I found the location and it was the other one, but he was kind of distracted by the name on the map and I was over my personal level for showing people were to go who had not a damn clue. Ten minutes later I looked at a better map and found out that the other hospital was the one. Well, I don’t why people did not give him directions. They had just told him it was in this district, but the right hospital is actually in another district which was in order of public management connected to the one where the other hospital was. I really hope this guy does not lose his job he had not even started yet. But please guy, don’t go to a party and drink alcohol before starting a new job also if it is just doing a night shift and guarding a building. Second, take a phone number with you from the place. Third, look at a map before you leave your house. It had happened to me too, it happens to all of us.

P.S. I gave a lot of people right directions. I am pleased to do so, but everything ends some time. Stupidity gets its result.

No country for old men

justoneperspective — Sat, 19 Sep 2009 01:55:48 +0000

I did not know the movie. I heard of it, but I didn’t watch it. Recently I noticed The Road is coming out and the movie is based on the highly recommended book written by Cormac McCarthy. I bought it. Usually I don’t purchase book without thinking about a long time, but I had money and I was in the mood. This week I went to the library and I wasn’t going to take something out, but if a enter a place full of book I will take a look. I found No country for old men and took it out. I started reading it the same night. Normally books stay untouched for at least a month till I finally start read the first page to lay it down for the next month. I could not put down this book. I had problem reading the first pages because of the different language with this I mean the way McCarthy had written this story. For example are the dialogues in this book sometimes confusing when a line does not mean for sure one persons speech. But I really liked that there is only talking and not the description on what the characters might have thought while they have said this and that. Suddenly the place can change and the story somewhere else, but if you are a smart reader you will find out. Then when I got used to the flow I read it in one night and a day. I am still missing the last 20 pages, but I have to write this now.

My feelings for this book went up and down and up. I would not consider to read this book for its story because the story is what it says on the first page. There you will find words like drugs, crime and other key works. And they describe the book very well. A guy is on a hunting trip and finds money obviously from a drug deal which turned out at least for one side unsuccessful. The guy takes the money. So what would you do in his situation?

If it was me I would take my ass and be very quick very distant. The guy returns the other. I don’t for what reason he is doing so, but of course someone is looking for the money. He can get away alive and puts his wife on bus to her mother while he takes the money and is driving along the border of Texas and Mexico. He is preparing well since he knows someone will come for the money. Someone is coming very fast and he starts wondering and will find a transponder in the money. The reader has these two views plus the one of the cop who is trying to safe the innocent guy with the money cause he knows his hunter will kill him in any case. Find out what happens but you can guess. I am still missing the last twenty pages. The fourth part of the book are memories of the cop after this happened with which the books starts and ends.

The story gave me a reason for my opinions decrease. I still can’t understand this guy turning back to the crime scene. What did he want? Did he want to give one of Mexicans water? Did he want to find an adventure. The alive Mexican begging for water when he found the money is the only explanation. Though it me wild. I hate stories on wrong base. But then McCarthy is giving the book some nice decent interpretations on the world and he does that in a way very pleasant and comfortable. He is not predicting anything he is just pointing out. And at some times it is becoming very intensive. The writer uses words that put you right there as if you standing in the corner of the room there are in. I think today it could be to write something very new. It seems like there aren’t any stories people didn’t come up with yet. So if you wanna do a good writing job your language must grand. There are some I consider as great stories but not so well in language. My guess is, it turned the other way around.

Why did I stop twenty pages before the end? Now it is only the cop and it did not start then but maybe his search for the murder of many people in the book will come up. I will read the end soon. And I am very happy to have The Road here so I can read that one also.