24 11 07 Lo que pasa

Haven't written for a long time.
7 weeks of working @ Brady.
8 weeks since I left Düren again.
8 busy busy weeks, loads of traveling, moving & building up furniture.
And now it's time for the usual 'hole' Jochen has once he takes time for relaxing.
But...just start at the beginning...
8 weeks ago, just after having partied with Alex & Pierre from JSP first in Düsseldorf, then in Schalke....I packed my stuff into my little black Corsa...and was 'gone' again.
Still sorry for my mum, as it must be even tougher for her to see myself leaving one after another time ....but...even though I felt more than happy finishing up with the waiting for a job...I feel strange as well.
Here we go! Goodbye old place. Welcome new place.
My beliefs weren't shattered...I was going to find an appartment as quick as possible...
So, on a Tuesday morning I made my way down south, direction Darmstadt.
Staying at Sven's place made life easier...and after two days of visiting 15 flats I had received already what I needed.
1) My cold...which was obvious after a bit of too much stress.
2) A fun moment. Life seems soooo simple sometimes. Getting to know Anne while visiting her flat. She should be the person I met most between this day and mid November.

...Taking a Thursday in bed, without having found a flat yes...I went off again.
France, here we are!!
Firstly to Reims, visiting Nicolas...and secondly going to Bar-sur-Aube (Troyes) for Marion & Lionel's wedding. Great to see them and Mikkael again, great to feel that 2 people are really made for each other.
Heading back to Frankfurt on Sunday night to the Marriot hotel, which should be my home place for the next month...
And, Monday morning, 1st October...A NEW LIFE begins. Working for Brady.
Having two weeks of 'inhouse training', getting to know all departments...and then...the real stress ,-) began.
Within the last 5 weeks I have been a bit everywhere.
England, Wales, Belgium (twice), France for training, projects or a 'teambuilding seminar', several exhibitions in Germany (Munich, Jena)...busy busy...
Obviously I started playing soccer in Darmstadt...on the 2nd working day ,-) and...
jipieee....I am now fond of playing finally for the 'right' team for the first time of my life.
Blue and white. 04 !!! FcA Darmstadt 04, Blau und weiß wie lieb ich Dich.
Unfortunately I won't be able to play games before February, but at least the guys are fun...
What else?
Surprisingly, I still say I like work...and this after already 7 weeks....where shall this end!?!?
Jochen likes sth for a period of 7 weeks without feeling bored...AMAZING!!!
...My weekends I mostly spent in IKEA's, buying furniture for my flat which I found in mid-October and moved in begin of November...
Just shortly after this...I celebrated my Housewarming party....and some blokes did the way from far away!!
Thanks to Stephan & Anke, Markus, Sylvain, Andrea, Alexandre, Marc, Maurice, Niklas, Sven, Dennis, my flatmate Bastian and his girlfriend Anne.
Thanks for a great evening!!!

And thanks to my new Singaporean friend Azam who couched my place just one week after...
And now...now my flat is nearly entirely furnished, I'm spending my first relatively calm weekend after 2 months...and the hole is back....The obvious question return.

WHY???? SHOULD I???
I'm thinking of me leaving again and again. Firstly Düren, then Gelsenkirchen, then Surcenord, Gelsen again, then Annecy, then Oxford...for heading 8 months away from all on worldtour, leaving Düren again, Frankfurt, to finally arrive in Darmstadt.
And here , 24 11 07, it is again...the question WHY:
Why can't I stay at a place as most of my 'mates' can?
Why do so few people CARE about me and why is it mostly ME who's thinking of visiting them?
Why do people I really appreciate such as Anne suddenly became indifferent about me?
Why does it hurt so much to be alone?
Will I ever be able to stay friend with sb?
And why the hell am I so careless about Schalke at the moment?

Today, yes, I admit, I'm afraid. Afraid of spending such a New Year's Eve as last year.
Last year I had my 'reveillon dos suenhos' in Florianapolis, alone in a crowd...
Today I would like to have YOU at my side, keeping me in your arms.
C'est pas marqué dans les livres
le plus important à vivre
c'est vivre au jour le jour
pourtant, c'est de l'amour

Senorita, lo que pasa es que...
hay alguna cosa que me falta en mi vida
TUYO!!!

10 11 2007 Housewarming

Housewarming party in Darmstadt,
even not 2 weeks after having moved in
Good fun
Thx to all!!

05-07 11 2007 Wales: Teambuilding

3 days in Wales @ Mount Severn on a Teambuilding seminar
with the other European Management trainees from France and England.
Good fun on high ropes
Thx to Marc, Sakina, Jodie & Vincent.

My first working week

Quiet easy start 'back' into working life.
Only 4 days of working and more 'getting to know' than real work.
All colleagues seem to be easy-going, good news.
As well a good start into 'extracurricular activities':
- Monday: Celebrating the (female soccer) German worldcup victory in Frankfurt city and especially!!!! meeting up Azam, a superbe Indonesian guy I met on the streets

- Tuesday: Visiting some appartments and having a drink with Andrea
- Wednesday: Visiting again some appartments and meeting up Anne, a girl I met while visiting an appartment last week...Schalke won as well,-)
- Thursday: bit boring...nevermind
- Friday: Heading directly after work direction work to Düren, arriving just in time to play the second half time with the second team of my recent Düren soccer club Alemannia Straß (bringing them up from a 0:2 to a 2:2 draw)
- Saturday: Mum's day
- Sunday: Playing soccer with the 1st team of Alemannis Straß, just before heading back to Frankfurt

CRAZY WEEK

Jochen at his best. After a ‘JSP-SCHALKE-party weekend’ I was trying quickly to get things arranged jus before the return to working life.

A Sunday 5:5 !!! farewell soccer game with Alemannia Straß, a Monday on the phone, running around to banks etc..then 2 days of looking for an appartment in Darmstadt, insurance, bank etc….a Thursday ill in bed …and then….jipiieee…
Back to France!!!! An evening with Nico in Reims and then the Saturday to Bar-sur-Aube, a tiny little place close to Troyes (about 2 hours south from Paris) to celebrate Marion& Lionel’s wedding! Great day, great weather, great couple, great party, meeting interesting and funny people…everything great.

Sunday driving ‘home’ to my new home which will be for the next month a hotel in Frankfurt…Now, having had my first two days at work, I’m looking forward to finding a flat to feel ‘entirely’ home in Hessen.

More news soon!!

JK

MY NEW JOB

As I’m not keen on explaining a thousand people in detail my new job, here’s a brief summary.

On Monday I started with the company BRADY on a so called EUROPEAN MANAGEMENT TRAINEE PROGRAM.
Brady is an American company which works in the following sectors:

1) Product, Facility & Safety Identification

a. Performance labels, printers, software, safety & facility identification and lockout/tagout products, personal protective equipment

2) Die-cut solutions

a. Providing solutions and materials (Wärmeleitfolien, Stanzteile)for the mobile handset, consumer electronics, medical, hard disk drive and automotive markets.

3) Printing systems

a. Label design printers, special printers

4) Software

Software products for the automatic identification and data collection marketplace (barcodes, Radio Frequence Systems)

During this program which takes 1 ½ years, I will work on 5 to 6 different projects in different departments of the company (e.g. Marketing, Finance, Logistics).
It involves some regular ‘European meetings’ with the other European trainees ( 1 trainee per country) and working on international projects.

So far, so good…if you’re interested in some more detaily…gimme a call.

Big chaos ?!? That’s ME !!

This is no longer one of my ‘after worldtour’-mails. Since today, ‘after worldtour’ is finished.

There’s no 24hour watching the PC, no trying to write some stupid letters to stupid people, no calling stupid people trying to convince them. There’s no complaining about the lack of social contacts in a place called Düren any more, no staying alone but at the same time being unmotivated to call other people any more.

Despair, frustration, hopelessness, depression have gone. A new life starts. NOW!

In my last worldtourmail, I was writing about the tough months to come. And…even though I expected them to be tough…I was surprised how tough they have been. Fuckin tough!!!

After a June of ‘recovering’, a July & semi-August of negative responses, negative responses and…negative responses…I had to admit myself that my approach of ‘change’ wasn’t realistic. I remember some of the phrases of my last diary mail.

“I don’t want to things I don’t like any more. I want to do the things in which I am good in. I wanna work with people”…

And I still remember all the frustration of people working in this ‘social sector’ who were behaving all…but not social…People who pretended to be in holidays when I called them. People who told me about my mails adressed to the wrong person, although my saved mails clearly reveal that they had been adressed to the right person…

Anyway…I have never worked in Human Resources. But I assume that those guyy must be pretty busy….But I assume as well that 90% of the guys working in HR must be mental wrecks, the worst workers of each company. Sorry for those 10% who are ‘good’ and can explain you why you aren’t invited for an interview…Anyway, just wanted to mention that the ‘social world’ isn’t that ‘social’ as it seemed to me previously…

And then I could quote a) the header “Big chaos ?!? That’s ME !!” and b) once again my last
worldtour diary mail ‘But I know myself way to good. At the end of the day…all will come totally different than I assumed not”…

And I can confirm….my life is just ‘different’ than life of so many ‘easy-path-followers’.

I could have stayed last year in England to continue working with JSP, a job I appreciated to some kind in the end…but which didn’t really fulfilled me….I could have…but….you know…I had some ‘better’ things to do.

And…this world tour has taught me so much. Once again I want to quote my diary.

‘I never want to feel afraid of an interview any more’…’and I never want to be treated that disrespectful as I had been treated buy the department manager in England”

Things have changed. Feels a little bit as if ‘Little Jochen’ has become a ‘Big Jochen’ (no, you don’t have to worry about my weight,-)

‘La positive attitude’ rules even more than before. On va marquer les gens!

And…people got entirely impressed by the power I have shown in the interviews.

And they will be even more impresses by the power I’ll show in real life ,-)

And…real life means….typical hectic for Jochen.

Having signed my contract today, I will start working in 10 days. In a small place close to Darmstadt, which is a town close to FRANKFURT.

Means some kind of organization, looking for an appartment…ans some ‘final partiyng’…first in the ‘Ruhrgebiet’ with some Schalke match involved, secondly in France, for the marriage of one of my best friends…

So…will be a bit hectic the next weeks, so don’t be angry if I don’t’t write…

For those who’re feeling interested, I will update on my new homepage (www.jk-worldwide.blogspot.com )about new adress, new telephone number etc

And…for those who even want to know the job I’ll have and the company I’ll work for…

I’ll leave some annotations on my homepage as well…

Bayern-Schweine!

Kotzwürghspuck!

Jetzt weiss ich, warum ich auf meiner Weltreise allen Leuten erzählt hab, dass Bayern nicht Deutschland sei und warum wir gemeinsam 'Nobody likes Bavarians" gesungen haben....
Aber mal von vorne:
Nachdem ich gestern in Düsseldorf auf der A+A (Messe zur Arbeitssicherheit) war und dabei voller Freude feststellen konnte, dass ich bei JSP immer noch in guter Erinnerung bin...
hab ich mich heute nach Österreich (Kufstein) zu einem Vorstellungsgespräch aufgemacht...
dabei musste ich durch Bayern...wobei mir 2 Dinge bewusst geworden sind:
1) Ganz schön schön! Die Berge sind echt cool!
2) Der FC Bayern ist noch schlimmer als alle anderen Kommerzvereine dieser Welt. Würgh!!
5 EUR fürs PARKEN und 10EUR für eine Stadionführung...da sag ich - bei allem Interesse- NEIN!
Wenn ich dann noch lese, das bei Spielen das Parken gar 10 EUR kostet, dann weiss ich, dass ist nicht mehr meine Welt...und wenn ich mir dann noch doofe Kommentare von den Typen am Stadion geben muss 'FC Bayern-Fans sind nicht arbeitslos wie ihr Schalker, die können sich das erlauben'...dann kann ich nur sagen
NIE IM LEBEN WÜRDE ICH ZUM FC BAYERN GEHEN
ova n out 4 t'day

Immer wieder freitags...

"Und geht ein Spiel einmal verloren,
ja dann macht uns das gar nichts aus.
Ja dann fahren wir zum Auswärtsspiel und machen einen drauf."

Nachdem gestern Abend meine Laune im Keller war, ist jetzt wieder Hoffnung da.
Mehr als Hoffnung. Zuversicht. Glaube.
Denn...Glauben ist alles.
Immer wieder freitags...immer wieder...tanz ich in Langen (zwischen Darmstadt und Frankfurt and)...und immer wieder treff ich dort die lustigsten Leute.
Morgen dann zum letzten Mal, davon geh ich aus.
Zum letzten Mal als Arbeitsloser.
Und dann kann die Party wieder so richtig losgehn.
Dann wird Jochen wieder zum Mensch, der nicht nur sich, sondern auch motiviert.
Zu glauben. Zu hoffen. Zu tun. Zu suchen.

Der Weg wird niemals leicht sein, wenn du anders bist.
Aber ich will nie 0815 sein.
AUF GEHTS! AUSWÄRTSSIEG!

Rezept zum Leben

"On a parcouru le chemin, on a toute la distance,
et je te haie de tout mon corps
mais je t'adore.."

"Je vourdrais m'arrêter, je peux plus respirer dans ce monde parmi faux"

"Faudra je que je cours tous les jours?
faudra que je cours jusqu'au bout?
pour connaitre le monde...et l'amour...
faudra que je cours?"


Ich komme gerade aus dem Kino. Und in meinem Kopf herrscht auch Kino. Zeitlupenkino. Katharina Franck. K3 Media. Das ist ein Teil von mir. Einen auf dicke Hose machen.
"Eventmanager". Momentan bin ich ständig der 'Organisator'. Ich räume mein Leben auf...
zumindest erscheint es so. Was ich da aufräume und organisiere weiß ich nicht.
Es ist heute zu spät, ich muss wieder schreiben, ich bin so verwirrt.
Ecrire, c'est ranger le vrac. Ecrire c'est ranger le bordel.
16 Wochen bin ich jetzt wieder in Europa. 16 Wochen.
16 Wochen voller...'Organisation'. Voller ...'Dinge anpacken', mich immer wieder aufs Neue motivieren, am Pc sitzen. Am PC sitzen!!!
16 Wochen, in denen ich mit kleinen Ausnahmen IMMER NUR AM PC GESESSEN HABE.
Heute habe ich die Schnauze voll, auch wenn ich jetzt WIEDER am PC sitze.
Ich habe Tränen in den Augen...und ich bin FROH darüber, wieder Tränen in den Augen zu haben. In 16 Wochen habe ich es -mit wenigen Ausnahmen- nicht geschafft, der Jochen zu sein, den man liebt. Der Jochen, den ich persönlich liebe.
Warum ...ja warum in dieser Welt haben mich einige Menschen als eine Bereicherung für ihr Leben gesehen? Warum? Nicht, weil ich mich 'auf meine Aufgaben konzentriere'...nicht, weil ich so toll mein Studium gemeistert habe...nicht, weil ich so supertoll Diplomarbeit und gleichzeitig 50Std Arbeiten 'gemeistert' habe? Putain, mais ON S'EN FOUT...et surtout MOI, JE M'EN FOUS. Ich bin sauer, traurig, dass man mir nicht die Chance geben will, meine Talente beruflich einzusetzen. Ich hatte so gehofft, jetzt, nach der 'Lebenslektion Weltreise' endlich mich zu verwirklichen. Nicht irgendwelche beschissenen DInge zu tun, von denen ich nix Verstand...und vor allem..auf die ich keinen Bock hatte...
Habe ich etwa zu früh aufgegeben? Oder....muss ich nicht auf die Chance warten...sondern die Chance mir SELBER GESTALTEN. Ist die einzige Möglichkeit, mich selbständig zu machen? Habe ich zu viel Angst, zu viel Vernunft, mich jetzt schon auf das Abenteuer 'Eröffnung eines Zentrums für geistig behinderte Jugendliche' einzulassen? Oder ist das wirklich ein Kindertraum? Verstand hin oder her?
Kann mir irgendwer sagen, wo die Emotion in meinem Leben ist?
8 Monate 'auf Reisen' waren Emotion pur. Und gleichzeitig immer wieder Emotionen unterdrücken, stark sein...
und jetzt? 16 Wochen Emotionslosigkeit!!!
Bin ich nicht BEREIT, meine Emotionen zu teilen? Oder gibt es keine Menschen, die meine Emotionen teilen wollen.
Ich wusste, dass Düren schlimm werden würde...Ich hatte damit gerechnet, dass es sehr schlimm werden würde. Aber soooo schlimm?
Es ist nix Konkretes passiert....aber ich weiß einfach nicht, wem ich gerade etwas bedeute.
Oder wer mir etwas bedeutet?
Gibt es überhaupt in unserer Gesellschaft Platz für Emotionen? Kann man 'Freund' mit jemanden sein? Kann man jemanden lieben?
Wieso wohnt niemand in der Nähe, den ich liebe?
Wieso kan



"Je veux juste une dernière danse..."


'"erciiiiiiieeeeee......d'avoir enchanté ma vie"

Whom did I meet in...Malaga?

July 2005, Malaga, Spain
25 craaaaazy days of party, Spanish lessons & nice people.
Here the 'Best of'

Annika (Germany) -->smokes n spends too much money on clothes...but sweeeet

Anja( Germany) --> Between Bielefeld n Perpignan, Spanish, French n German

Annabelle (France) ....du humeur, de la classe.



Guilia (Italy) ...un amor, tan dulce...tan bonita
un sueno!!!










Benno & Thomas (Germany)

Die Paaaaty-fraktion aus Oldenburg.
Nur echt mit 3 Promille!






Benno (see above)
Mattia (Italy/Luxembourg)....in Ferrari we trust

Aldona (Poland)....our secretary from the school who fluently speaks German, Polish, Spanish n English...

Alexandra & Matthieu( France)

Vous êtes où? J'ai perdu votre adresse email.
Putain, c'etait dingue voyage en bagnole pour Grenada!!












Sandrine (France)

Elle a été partout (Allemagne, France, Angleterre, Italie, Dubai) pour bosser...
1,50 qui cartonnent!