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For the last week, or maybe even two, there have been a few moaning posts on my Tumblr and Twitter account. I could pretend my accounts got hacked, but they didn’t. It was me, but really not, if you understand what I mean.

You’ve probably understood that our situation is far from what we hoped it to be when moving to Australia.

Lizzie is Aussie and we live close to her family, I speak English fluently and have a very good CV. We managed to find a place to live pretty quick, but that’s about it. From that point it kind of went a bit sour.
As the weeks passed by and I kept sending out application after application I ended up having to take yet another job at a call centre. Lizzie has neuropathic pain, so she is very limited when it comes to jobs.

In other words, we are both in a work situation we do not want to be in.

In the beginning my job seemed very good and interesting. Until we had barely one week (five days) to learn how to use six or so different systems; and then taking calls. In other words, this is the worst “training” I’ve ever had at a job. They basically expect you to teach yourself from now on, but you can of course ask for help.

This has of course motivated me to go back to school so I can get a bachelor degree in either biomedical science or forensic science. I’m sick and tired of working for companies who don’t care about their employees and their customers. I also don’t see myself working the rest of my life at a call centre. I feel really sorry for people who do that and don’t seem to have any higher goals than that.

What I’m trying to say is, that after coming to a new country with a very different culture, having to struggle to make ends meet and not knowing if we will have enough money next week, the week after and so on. It has really made me unhappy and feel unsecure about our situation.

What I can be looking forward to though is that I hopefully will get my BMX next weekend, which will make me very happy and occupied with something I truly enjoy and miss a lot. I can’t wait to get my school papers from Norway so I can apply for university and to find a new job (if you know any one or you need new staff in the Brisbane area, let me know).

I’m also grateful to have Lizzie supporting me in these hard times. Finally I’m sharing my life with someone who actually cares about me.

All this stress has had a bad effect on my blogging and inspiration. I haven’t feeling inspired at all, and all I’ve felt like is to write articles where I complain, moan and what not. As I wrote in an earlier post, that is not me. I’m really not that type of guy who goes around moaning about how hard life is and puts everyone else down around me.
I could go on about more things that annoy me and makes me frustrated, but at the moment I’ll refrain from that.

Live long and prosper.