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JoeParticipant
Hi Dana
I can relate to this in a way – I myself spent some time in Spain – three months working as a graphic designer and another month working as an English teacher. While working as the graphic designer was a great experience, my time spent teaching English wasn’t so great and as a consequence my time there was cut short – for me it was an isolating time, I didn’t really like the family I was staying with and they didn’t really like me either which caused a lot of resentment. There are many things I wish I did differently, so I guess I’m going to give you the kind of advice I wish somebody would have gave me.
Have you tried speaking to the programme coordinators about your feelings? They are there to help you out as much as they can – it’s only natural for people to feel homesick and isolated when they are staying in a country and a completely different culture than the one you are used to. It’s probably natural that you want to be on your own sometimes but don’t isolate yourself all the time – I spent a lot of time alone which didn’t really bode well with the host family I lived with.
Does this school offer any kind of extra-curricular activities you could maybe get involved in? Could you offer to maybe help out some of the other students with tuition? Are there any volunteer activities in the local community you could get involved in?
Are you living with a host family? Maybe try talking to them about how you feel. If you are staying with a host family, try and communicate with them as much as you possibly can. Are you living with other students or any other people your age?
I daresay being at a school, they are bound to organize excursions or school trips at some point – this would be a fantastic way of seeing more of Senegal?
I guess my advice is just to really immerse yourself in the culture, keep your chin up and try to make the most of it. You were chosen to participate, you deserve to be there and have a wonderful time. Just try to ride it out – think of all the great experiences you will have, the wonderful people you will meet and the stories you will tell when you come home.
I hope this helps, and I hope you get to do a lot of travelling in the future 🙂
JoeParticipantI thought that song was rather good – I would definitely want to hear more of your songs. I really liked the echoey nature of the vocals.
I guess I’m in a similar kind of situation, although I’m more of a visual artist/illustrator than a musician. I’m about to launch my own online business selling hand-made crafts, artwork, prints, you name it, as well as maybe trying to score some freelance illustration gigs because I just haven’t had any luck whatsoever securing paid employment since graduation last year.
I am well aware it’s not going to be easy, and I too am having massive doubts right now, but I have to keep reminding myself that if I don’t try to have a go at this, I’ll never know. I also have to tell myself that whether or not I succeed isn’t important at this stage, what is important that I just try.
Don’t give up – you should carry on doing the things you love.
Hope this helps
JoeParticipantAnd sometimes I have all these revenge fantasies about getting back at the host family for the fact they were horrible people and I just want them to suffer. I imagine really bad things happening to them, I imagine going back there to act really spiteful towards them and to really drag their names through the dirt.
I don’t want to think thoughts of revenge either because revenge is not the answer. Revenge would not make me any happier or make me feel satisfied. So why do I still lust after getting even with them?
JoeParticipantThanks guys, 10 days now and I still don’t even think about it at all 😀
July 13, 2015 at 5:34 am in reply to: Any one else working on a creative project with a long time frame? #79738JoeParticipantHi Kitsune
I’m currently in the process of setting up my own online art/illustration business – I mostly specialise in fantasy/manga type things. I’m currently unemployed, I haven’t had the best success in finding work since I graduated last year so I decided it was time to try and do things for myself.
I’m hoping this will be the much needed kick in the backside I really need – I need to stop procrastinating and I hope that by running my own business it will teach and encourage me to be a bit more responsible with money. It can get frustrating because sometimes I have too many ideas for illustrations and I just don’t know where to begin, or I start comparing myself to other artists which is a vicious trap to fall into – “Oh I will never be as good as this person…”
I guess the only thing that will keep me motivated once I get my stuff together is knowing that this is what I want to do with my life, and if I don’t get anything done then I’m going to get nowhere.
Best of luck with your first novel 😀
J
JoeParticipantI guess I love watercolour painting the most – just mixing inks colours together, applying and blending the paints makes me really happy. I also like to do zentangle drawing every now and again (I haven’t really been doing much of this lately, I should). Sometimes I just write things in a notebook – I would hesitate to call myself a poet but sometimes I just write certain words and phrases that are going through my mind, kind of like a stream of consciousness thing.
JoeParticipantHey, that’s great 😀 Just having a quick look through your blog, I love your artwork 🙂
JoeParticipantHello Yuri (I really like your name 🙂 ), thankyou for your response. I am really sorry about your frustrations – I hope you take some comfort in the fact you are not alone, and that there are more people like both of us who want to do something with our lives and to contribute something to the world, yet we feel like we are getting nowhere with our ambitions.
To be young, unemployed and frustrated…I do have an idea of what I want to do with my life, my biggest obstacle is finding the means to fund these things…
I remember reading a article in one of the supplement magazines out of the Sunday newspapers and it was describing how we twenty-something university graduates are becoming a generation of unpaid interns.
I had a job interview last autumn and I left the interview feeling cheapened. This was for a marketing and graphic design vacancy at a relatively small business in Birmingham, UK. The manager told me he was sceptical about hiring me because I didn’t have much experience. How are we supposed to gain experience if nobody gives us a chance? Actually, I did have experience at the time – I had been volunteering at a charity shop for the best part of four years and the previous summer I was doing a work placement at a really huge company in Seville, Spain (as arranged by my university). His concern was that I hadn’t managed to hold down a paid job yet.
I was seething with rage but of course I didn’t say anything but I really wanted to tell this man “No, I haven’t been successful in finding paid work because in this day and age it is very difficult to find work, more often than not you apply for jobs online and the companies don’t even bother getting back to you; if they do it’s just to say ‘your application was unsuccessful’ or ‘you are overqualified’. I have tried applying for graduate level jobs but they still are uninterested due to my lack of experience. I have got work experience and I’m a darn good worker but what relevance is it whether I’ve been paid for those things or not? The point is, I did them.” Suffice to say, I didn’t get that particular job anyway but it didn’t bother me because I felt that this man had belittled my achievements and made me feel so small.
It’s absolutely frustrating, trying to do things in the hope of improving our lives yet we feel like we are not getting anywhere…
There have been many occasions this past year where I lie in bed awake and I am overcome with inadequacy, utter fear and dread for the future – these feelings, however intense and prolonged they may feel burn out after some time.
I wish you the best of luck with your future endeavors – you seem like somebody who is genuinely passionate about what they do and wants to make a positive contribution to society, and I hope the tables turn for you soon. As we like to say here in England, “Keep Calm and Carry On.” Just got to keep trying, I suppose.
JoeParticipantOh yes, I’m all too familiar with being shouted at from vans as well by obnoxious workmen. My guess is they choose to shout horrid things at passers-by just to show off in front of their friends or work colleagues – it makes them appear tough and cool (when it clearly doesn’t). They’re probably cowards themselves, they think they can shout mean things at people and then they are able to drive off with a swift getaway. I doubt they would say mean things outside the van – they wouldn’t have the guts to say those things when you would be standing next to them or if they were on their own. I just tell myself they are a bunch of fully-grown men who still act and behave like childish school bullies, and quite frankly it’s tragic. They probably have a lot of insecurities about themselves and they can only feel better when they are intimidating passers-by.
I don’t think those kinds of people are doing it personally – with the egg-throwing episode which happened almost last Christmas, I don’t think those stupid lads decided to get in their car that day, buy a carton of eggs from Farmfoods or wherever and go out of their way to find me and throw eggs. My dad told me something similar happened to him before in the same area I was nearly egg-ambushed. They don’t know me, I was just unfortunate enough to be there when they drove past me in their Ford Fiesta. Some people just haven’t got anything better to do with their time besides throwing things at unsuspecting pedestrians.
My sister has had bad experiences with similar kinds of people as well – usually lads who honk their horns as they drive past and wolf-whistle (despite the fact I am walking with her as well, wasn’t best pleased about that!) She also had the rubbish collectors wolf-whistle at her while she was on her way to the train station – my sister isn’t the kind of person to put up with that kind of nonsense so she stuck her fingers up at the men, they started swearing at her and shouting all kinds of disgusting, degrading things at her. We phoned the local council to complain about them, and even after the complaint was made they still insist on shouting horrid things at her so we have had to complain about them again. It makes me wonder though, these men think it’s okay to behave so disgusting towards girls yet they probably wouldn’t be happy if other people were to say disgusting things about their wives, daughters, sisters or mothers.
The point I’m trying to make here is, these creeps didn’t go out of their way to launch a personal attack on somebody that day, they are just low-life who are desperate to show off in front of their co-workers. They think they are funny and tough but they are not, they are really pathetic. They are probably so bored with their own lives they have to get cheap thrills by being rude to people. It doesn’t matter who you are, anybody in their line of sight gets shouted at or pelted with eggs. But next time an obnoxious van-driver decides to shout at you again, see if the company’s phone number is printed on the side of the van and report them.
And I wish you the best of luck with the volunteering side of things 🙂
JoeParticipantI used to have a Facebook profile back when I was at university.
For me, it’s just one big forum of upmanship – the impression I got was of people trying to out-do each other with photos and details of their lives, trying to tell everybody else how much fun a person is having, how they are going to all the parties, what they have etc. Needing validation from other people about these things, and chasing status with their statuses!
And it is very hypocritical of me to criticize all of the above-mentioned because I was guilty of the exact same thing too. At school I felt inferior to my classmates (I was bullied) but when I signed up to Facebook many years later I started adding my old classmates to my friends list (or they found me) – I got a lot of photo comments from them saying things like “OMG You’ve changed so much you look so cool now!” – I felt validated and it felt good to not feel like the person they had made me feel like back at school. It almost turned into an addiction – trying to out-do other people, trying to find acceptance and worth with how many likes my post had. Looking back now, I just looked and came across like a complete idiot.
But most of the time I was always worried about people leaving mean comments on my photos or my wall – this feeling of dread got worse when I didn’t log in for at least a week. Thoughts of “Oh no, somebody is probably leaving really horrible things on my wall” or “Oh no, somebody has probably uploaded the photos from when I was drunk the other night and I looked like an absolute prat” or “Oh no, I’m never going to get the job I applied for because they have probably looked me up on Facebook and saw my posts and photos of me being stupid…”
Facebook probably does have it’s uses – you can stay in touch with people you are unable to see regularly in real life but besides this, I think it’s making people more antisocial. People don’t talk in real life or ask how we are doing because we already know, thanks to their Facebook status. But most of the time it used to annoy me when somebody on my friends list who I had never even spoken to in real life used to post how much she couldn’t wait to watch some silly reality TV show, or when my old housemates used to congregate in the living room with their laptops just talking about what people have posted. It’s also very easy for people to cyber-bully and target somebody with abuse (I saw this quite a lot online at uni) and I think shaming and abusing somebody online when other people can read all about it is low and disgusting.
Long story short, I deleted my account. I feel so much better for it. I will probably sign up again soon because I need to promote my artwork but I’m not doing personal social media again. No thanks!
JoeParticipantHi Andrew
I feel the same way sometimes, especially about the kinds of people you described. Still, it’s a relief to know we’re not the only ones who feel that way, yes? I used to hate walking to the shops, especially in my hometown – for some reason I used to have obnoxious lads who would shout stupid things at me as they drive by in their cars (one one occasion they tried to throw eggs at me as well, they missed I might add!) Has that kind of thing ever happened to you?
I’ve encountered many people like the ones you have described – you know when you just think to yourself, “they are not my kind of people”. The more often I think about them, the more I am just overcome with annoyance about them. But it’s not worth getting bothered about it, we all have our own lives to lead…
Yet at the same time I also believe that not everybody out there is completely hopeless. We just have to find “our kind of people” – I’m not saying it’s easy but I do believe they are out there, somewhere…
What are your interests? Have you considered maybe volunteering for an organization which specialises in those interests, or maybe find a club or evening class which also specialises in that particular interest?
I do some volunteering at the public library on Saturday. Libraries tend to be quiet places. Most libraries also do a whole range of clubs, classes, activities and meetings. I also love helping people out – helping them to find a particular book, helping my co-workers tidy the shelves up a bit, helping somebody to use the computer…(And of course the ulterior motive of sneaking a read at the amazing books when I should be doing my work >:D )
I hope this helps 🙂
J
JoeParticipantThanks Inky, your reply cheered me up 🙂 I appreciate it
I’m still beating myself up about the whole incident – I don’t think these feelings are going to go away anytime soon so I should get used to the idea that these feelings will diminish with time. In retrospect I wish I’d have really told the program coordinators what I really felt about the whole thing and just let it all out, but I guess I have confrontational issues and I hate complaining to other people. Maybe the host family were difficult, but I sometimes think I’m difficult as well – I just don’t like making idle small-talk, I kind of got the feeling that they didn’t like me as a person anyway and I just couldn’t relate to those people at all. When things like this happen, I tend to think that it’s all my fault – my fault that I find it difficult to have a quick conversation with people, my fault that they didn’t like me because I should have been more of an open, adaptable person. I wish I could be one of those people who doesn’t care about what other people think and I just wish I could say “well if they don’t like it, they can do one.” When I was over there, I thought I felt secure with myself and my personality but now I’m back home all of these insecurities I have about myself have returned with avengeance…
I think I read your reply to another forum post here and you responded to that persons post by saying “time heals all wounds” and “the best revenge is to live well” or something along those lines. I’m going to try just that!
In terms of the whole unemployment thing – I’m planning on becoming self-employed and starting my own art business soon. I just want to try and do something I love doing and getting my work out there – I’ve got nothing to lose and I hope by attending these appointments with the business mentor I was referred to, I hope this gives me the much-needed motivation to create my work. Hopefully that will keep me distracted and focused on what I need to focus on.
Aye, I have problems and insecurities. Lot’s of ’em!
Thanks again 😀
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