Wednesday, December 31, 2008

probably the last post of the year


yesterday i found my bank card in the pocket of a jacket, which was lying secetly under a pile of clothes in my cupboard. i think i had checked all of the pockets except for that one. i didn’t have to bother to go through all those bureaucratic processes and wait for the bank to send me a new one while having to borrow money when i ran out, after all. great.


my cousin is coming here tomorrow. we'll spend the new year's eve and a few days together. i have to tidy up my room, cause it's insanely messy at the moment, but i don't feel like moving, let alone doing something. i don't even want to go to the toilet at the moment.


this crazily cold weather is killing me. it makes me wanna stay in bed under the covers and it makes it hard for me to go out. yesterday when i came home, my hands were frozen and not working properly. i had trouble getting the keys out of my bag cause i couldn't grab them with frozen hands. yes it's THAT cold. and it will get colder.


on a brighter note:


happy new year everyone! have fun on new year's eve and have a great year!


guten rutsch ins neue jahr!


yeni yılınız kutlu olsun!



Saturday, December 27, 2008

bu sefer de türkçe yazalım

dün akşam bi barda biriyle tanıştım. arkadaşlarla dışarı çıkmıştık. hoop dans eğlence filan derken konuşmaya başladık.

aslında bikaç hafta önce başka biriyle tanışmıştım, ama kaçan kovalanırcılık oynamak istiyo galiba kendisi. benim de hiç halim yok öyle şeylere, yaş olmuş nerdeyse 25, ay ne gizemliiii birden bire mesaj yazmamaya başlıyo müthiiiş gibi bi tribe girmiyorum doğal olarak. eeeeeh diyorum. barış elçisi ancelina coli gibi geziyo zaten, uganda'da kafasına kimsesiz çocuk düşsün istiyorum.

neyse bu dün akşam tanıştığım arkadaş pek tatlı olmakla beraber italya'da yaşıyodu ve viyanaya bikaç günlüğüne ailesini ziyarete gelmişti. zaten şu avusturyalıların yerinde duranına rastlamadım. "evet dizimi kırdım viyana'da oturuyorum fasulye ayıklıyorum. burda ikamet ediyorum ve çalışıyorum, askerliğimi/sosyal hizmetimi yaptım, yarın akşam müsait misiniz annem sizi istemeye gelicekmiş" filan yok. "bikbik programıyla arjantine gittim, vikvik aracılığıyla bir süre yeni zelanda'da yaşadım, şimdi zimbabve'de çocuk esirgeme kurumunda çalışıyorum, ordan gemiyle güney amerika'ya geçicem, avusturya'ya bi arkadaşa bakıp çıkmaya geldim." arkadaşım iki dakka efendi olun. seksen günde devr-i alem nereye kadar? tamam güzel dansediyosun ama iki dakka belli bi yerde ikamet et. bence bu yüzden bunların toplumdaki genç oranı az.

ev arkadaşlarımdan biri de o akşam tesadüfen ordaydı. bütün gece gudubet faşo bi karıya yazdı. bi ara türkiye hakkında bişey diyodum, karı atladı "madem türkiye o kadar güzel, oraya geri dön!"sana ne lan y.rraam" demek isterdim ama baktım almanca olarak diyemiyorum bunu, onun yerine "ne alakası var şimdi benim dediğimle senin dediğinin, ben ne diyorum sen ne diyosun" dedim. "haa ben yanlış anlamışım başka bişi dedin sandım" filan dedi. masaya doğru eğilip "ne dediğimi bilmeden ne konuşuyosun o zaman?" dedim. bişi diyemedi. çok sinir oldum. döverim lan ben bunu modundayken italya'dan gelen arkadaş "şş tamam bırak o salağı" filan dedi sakinleştirdi beni. iyi oldu zira nereye dövüyorum, çöp gibi kollarımla... kafasına bişi atmak isterdim ama. küçük ceylan suratlı.

neyse dolayısıyla italya'dan gelen italya'da yaşadığı için çok fena yalan oldu. nedense email adresimi istedi "sana mail atarım" filan dedi ben de "aman boşver nası olsa mail filan atmican kasma" dedim "atarım niye atmiyim ki nasılsın napıyosun bugün kaç faşo öldürdün diye sorarım" dedi. iyi peki dedim ben de. 7/24 kovalıyorum gibi bi tablo oluştu ama gördüğünüz üzre bi bok yok ortada.


Monday, December 22, 2008

-hello reader

-how are you?
+fine thanks and you?
-fine thanks sit down. today we are going to talk about the disappearing people (TDP). TDP tend to disappear in certain times and pop back into your life in other times. statistics that i just made up show that %94.9 of the people who disappear from one's life tend to repeat that action. it's like the instructions on a shampoo bottle: apply, rinse, apply again if necessary - disappear, appear, disappear again if necessary.

some well trusted sources, like my humble opinion, show that these people also expect things to be the way they were before, when they decide to appear. this doesn't happen only between people who have something going on, but also between normal friends, or let's say someone you thought you were friends with. of course things could get more dramatic in the first mentioned case.

in spite of the fact that i've been thinking about this issue for a long time now, i haven't quite figured out how to handle TDP. telling them not to do that doesn't seem to work. getting them out of your life could work, but you usually don't want to do that cause you actually like them or you might have feelings for them. TDP, who you have feelings for, are most likely to pop up out of the blue and mess things up, just when you thought you were doing fine. just when you met someone new. the possibility of that disturbs me at the moment. i know it will happen eventually. we can't be together but i wait for him to visit me somehow cause he said he would. although i know i will be able to see him for a few days if he comes over to visit me and then he will go back to england. because of this whole unfinished business/story pattern, i can't not like him anymore but i also don't want to commit myself to something impossible. i don't want to wait for someone i can't be with. but then again... yeah you know the drill. but enough about me, how have you been?

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

culture

so i found someone who studies turkology. i have a new austrian friend now. she is quite calm, friendly, she looks a bit shy but she is so much fun to hang out with. during our first meeting we spoke in german mostly. she didn't want to speak turkish but she listened as i spoke very slowly and clearly and understood most of the things i said. we sat in a cafe for hours and talked about cultural differences, the turks in austria, istanbul, her time in turkey and a lot of other stuff.

during our second meeting i encouraged her a bit more to speak turkish and told her it's ok to make mistakes, like a teacher. then i reminded her of the many mistakes i make while speaking german. i can understand her concerns, i had the same during my first days here. i used to try to speak as correct as possible, i was always thinking during sentences and panicing thinking i bore people cause i'm speaking so slowly. now i just speak and make mistakes. so after the pep talk, she started speaking turkish and she is pretty good at it, although she doesn't think so. she was so cute while speaking turkish that i wanted to squeeze her cheeks, but of course i didn't (i think it's only acceptable in my culture to squeeze the cheeks of someone who is older than 5).

it was a very interesting and cool experience for me cause i don't know any other people who are learning turkish. i have an austrian friend who lives in turkey but her turkish is great, i don't pretty much teach her anything and she doesn't need to practice with me since there are a lot of turkish speakers around her. so i really enjoyed teaching my new friend new words and answering her questions about why she can't use that word there and stuff. i also really enjoyed talking about turkey with a "foreigner", who actually knows a lot about it for a change. i'm not saying everybody's supposed to know a lot about turkey, but it gets pretty boring when others ask weird things about my country ("you can't study there right, that's why you came here to study... right? hey wait!") or judge something in the past without actually knowing something about it. she knows about the culture, the music, the history, politics, the comedians even. these were very interesting to discuss with an austrian. we are going to go to a turkish comics exhibition sometime this week.

i really like observing cultural differences. i also wonder why there are so many of them. why are the people more touchy kissy in the east? why are they more distant in the west? i found it very funny whenever steph (english friend) had a culture shock with me. like when she made cute faces, i couldn't help but squeeze her cheeks and then she would remind me that she's not 4. once she was lying on the bed as i was about to make some tea. i asked if she wanted some too, while rubbing her tummy and she answered by letting me know that she's not a dog :)

the biggest cultural shock i had here was probably when my ex asked me to pay for his coffee reminding me that he lent me 2 euros earlier. he said something like "could you pay for my coffee so that we can be even?" now i'm not expecting to fight over the bill with the boyfriend, trying to pay for my drink, like i would have to do in turkey, but it was quite shocking to find out that he was keeping tracks on whatever small coins he gave me for something and expecting me to pay back so that "we can be even". being even is pretty important in austria. so yeah even though i found it shocking, i did as he said.

i wonder if i can be with an austrian guy again, in spite of all the cultural differences.

Monday, December 8, 2008

the truth behind mothers' lies!!




i had no idea that one day i would become such a big fan of australian tv shows.

Friday, December 5, 2008

working hours, losing things and thank god you're here

ok so i love living in vienna, but i don't like the fact that austrians don't work much. i got used to supermarkets closing at 6 pm and being closed on sundays, banks closing at 3 pm, a lot of work places having very different working hours during the week which includes most of them not opening till the afternoon on thursdays BUT today i found out that the police stations close at 12 pm on fridays and at 2 pm on mondays, tuesdays wednesdays and that they don't open till the afternoon on thursdays. how cool is that? i can't find my bankomat card and i wanted to cancel it, therefore i needed to go to the police station which covered my neighborhood and fill out a document but alas they were closed at 12 pm. i've searched my room, my pockets, my bags... i can't find the fucking card. i last saw it on monday while doing grocery shopping. i haven't seen it since and i realised it was missing yesterday. police stations are closed at the weekend and this monday as well cause it's a national holiday so apparently i'm gonna have to deal with this on tuesday. brilliant.

i'm trying to calm down by watching "thank god you're here" videos on youtube. it's an amazing australian show i discovered yesterday. there are also british and american versions. there is a description on the official website, which goes:

"Thank God You're Here is based on a simple premise: get a group of well known performers and make each walk through a door into a scene without any idea of who they are or what they're walking into. It might be an operating theatre and a simple greeting, "Thank God you're here, Doctor. The patient's ready." It may be a Roman dungeon, a boardroom, a starship or a talk show. The only things they can depend on are their abilities to make everything up for the next five minutes and cover their tracks as they do it.
There's no getting voted out and it showcases a performer's versatility as well as their abilities to lie, deceive and... well... basically bull@#*! "

so yeah WATCH IT!

while watching 298233729 videos of the show, i discovered an australian comedian called hamish blake. he is great. here is a video from a different show in which he is starring with his co-median andy



here's a bonus video about the truth behind the chain mails




looks like i'm having a quiet one tonight so i'll just continue watching entertaining videos.

Monday, December 1, 2008

viennese nightlife

i went out with my friend başak at the weekend. we hit the nightlife. well actually we weren't planning on going out. i was at her place and we were just sipping some wine in our comfortable not-going-outy clothes. i mixed the wine with red bull cause i can't drink red wine and that's all we had. i know it sounds yucky to a lot of people but it actually worked for me. anyways then we started to listen to some party music and all of a sudden we got into this full on party mood. she lent me a cool top and shorts, we dolled up while singing along with the party music and we were good to go.

the place was pretty crowded. we got two white russians and sipped them, leaning our backs on the bar, as we were checking the place out. i met a guy who said he didn't like kissing cause it's "too relationshipy and too commitment-like". oh my god what's with the relationship phobia of the austrian guys?! i asked him how old he was. he said 23 and asked me how old i was. i said "take a guess". he looked at me, squinted and said "something between... 20 and 30". funny thing is, he wasn't joking.

later on, my friend başak started to dance with an american guy (more like he started to dance with her), who kept on asking ME questions about HER, like if i thought she would like him, if i thought he would have a chance with her and stuff. in the end başak said "see you in another life" and sacked him.

there was this elderly austrian man who was telling us things and laughing, thinking he was having a conversation with us. he kept doing it for a long time, commenting about things and laughing, but we weren't in position to understand a single word he was saying since it was very loud, he had a thick austrian accent and we were drunk. i told him a couple of times that i had no idea what he was saying but that didn't seem to bother him. he was harmless anyway.

we also met a bunch of turkish guys but we weren't impressed, since there are zillions of them where we come from. i think one of them tried to get başak's number and she didn't want to give it or something. he turned to me and said that she was so stubborn. i don't remember what i said but i somehow parried him and başak and i moved along.

at some point some austrian hillbillies started to fight because of a girl. they suddenly started pushing and hitting each other. fortunately security was just in time to break it up and maintain drunken peace again.

and yeah other typical stuff happened, like some pretty drunk guys trying to hit on us, us blowing them off, them just hitting on somebody else. the music was pretty good and we danced a lot. all in all it was a fun night.