Dear Edgar Allen Poe (or sharing my insaneness)

Dear Edgar Allen,

I hope it's okay for you, if I just call you Edgar Allen (I thought about Eddie or E.A. as well, but that was a bit too informal). I mean you are human, and not Mr.Poe (sorry, but it does sound like the hustband of the red teletubbie).

I always wanted to tell you that your style of writing poems is one of the most genuine in that special kinda business, you know? I hope you do know.

In the last few (very idle) days I read and re-read a lot of your poems in English as well as the German translation. Did you know that they translated your poems in a weird way? In a weird not very idiomatic way? No, I don't think you knew. But well, let me tell you more about that certain fact.

Take the poem you've written for Marie Louise (Shew), the person who has the same name like me. But why is her last name always put in brackets? You probably liked that - putting last names into brackets. Edgar Allen (Poe) - how about that?

I read that she was your neighbour. My neighbour's names are not imprisoned in brackets. But they never did anything normal neighbours do - like lending you some sugar or mowing the lawn when you are on holidays (but they do water our flowers from time to time, because our neighbours are nice indeed - just so you don't get any silly ideas).

Well, let's come back to the topic of poetry translations. Take the first three stanzas e.g. In German the "Macht der Sprache" appears in the second stanza, while you can find the English "the power of words" in the third stanza. I know! Unbelievable!

Anyways, here are my thoughts on your lovely (kinda) to-me-addressed poem:

To Marie Louise (Shrew) <-- Brackets...lovely

Not long ago, the writer of these lines, <-- you

In the mad pride of intellectuality,

Maintained "the power of words" - denied that ever

A thought arose within the human brain <-- Yours?

Beyond the utterance of the human tongue: <-- Your tongue?

And now, as if in mockery of that boast,

Two words - two foreign soft dissyllables -

Italian tones, made only to be murmured - <-- Hang on a minute! Which are the two words?

By angels dreaming in the moonlit "dew

That hangs like chains of pearl on Hermon hill,"

Have stirred from out the abysses of his heart,

Unthought-like thoughts that are the souls of thought,

Richer, far wilder, far diviner visions

Than even the seraph harper, Israfel, <-- Must've been a typo... don't ya mean Israel?

(Who has "the sweetest voice of all God's creatures,") <-- brackets <3

Could hope to utter. And I! my spells are broken.
<-- what?

The pen falls powerless from my shivering hand. <-- C'mon! Tell me! What happened?

With thy dear name as text, though hidden by thee,

I cannot write - I cannot speak or think - <--- Wwwwhy?

Alas, I cannot feel; for 'tis not feeling, <---Who's Alas? *types it into translator* sure, nevermind.

This standing motionless upon the golden

Threshold of the wide-open gate of dreams, <-- Nice formulation!

Gazing, entranced, adown the gorgeous vista, <--You have vista? Get Windows7, 's way better.

And thrilling as I see, upon the right,

Upon the left, and all the way along, <-- Everywhere?

Amid empurpled vapors, far away

To where the prospect terminates - _thee only_! <-- Really? I'm normally not on your vista, am I? Or are you stalking me?

~ italic words by Adgar Allen (Poe) himself~

In the end I gotta tell you that this is not the best piece you've written, but because you addressed it to me I think I could probably forgive you.

And actually it implies an 'emptiness' to which I'm not able to relate something to(especially to me - as it is written for me) somehow. You've written 27 stanzas and what did you say? Nothing... well, let's say not much. You might as well say now that a great writer has to be able to entertain people with nothing written down in 27 stanzas. And I agree, I can also write tons of pages descirbing not more than a room, but is that really the quintessence, the main issue, the meat and potatoes of writing something?

But that shall be enough for today. I promise, I'll stop passing my criticism on your great work from now on. Of course I do hope you'll accept it, as all great writers tend to accept criticism easily (if not, they cannot be called great writers).

I wonder what that other Marie thought about your poem - I think she loved it. Dunno why, but she sounds like someone who'd love such a poem. And we gotta talk about that stalking thing and me on your vista once more, eh?

I'm looking forward to hearing from you,

Love,

Marie (No, I'm not putting my last name into a bracket)

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And yeah, since noone's blogging or commenting or doing whatsoever, I now write blog-entries to dead people such as Eddie. : )

Ramblings, Scramblings And An Unsolved Motivational Creative Lull

Well yeah, nowadays (since two days to tell the truth) I have time - a lot of time. I just can't deal with those christmas bank holidays somehow, just need to get used to it again.

Anyways, this was my to-do-list for the last two days:
-write another chapter of a book I'm currently writing (I wrote the heading)
-redo my door-artworks (I have some ideas in my mind)
-draw a picture for a friend of mine (started drawing; sheet landed in my waste paper basket)

What I did:
-spent half of the day at my PC
-collected various pictures I'll use later
-talked to people I haven't talked to for a while
-searched for books I'll need for a presentation and for my book
-convinced my mum to go shopping with me (yay, new dress/jacket) and my parents to let me go to Kassel in February
-read 20 pages of book (it doesn't deserve a 'the' in front of the title - it's the horrible one starting with a t)
-longed for Istanbul
-listened to music I actually dislike (hint: Linkin Park, Fall Out Boy,etc.)
-updated my dusty blog again

Looks actually not THAT bad, but if you consider that I just did stuff I actually didn't plan to do...

How are things going anyways? Is anybody still blogging?

Inglorious Basterds - A Review

(Wow, I'm actually a bit proud of this title, go me! - oh and it's basically bout me spoiling the film for everyone else)



When my friend asked me if I wanna see that film I agreed immediately. Not because I liked the plot (I didn't even know anything about it - except for Brad Pitt and Til Schweiger playing a role in it and I can't say I'd be a particular fan of anyone of them). I just generally like to go to the cinema, so I thought yeah why not. After all the stuff I've heard about it, I expected a brutal-war-something film with not much of a story-line and plain violence.


And it turned out to be completely different from what I expected!

The actual plot looks like this to me:

Anti-Nazi-American group tries to kill Nazis -> Jewish women gets nearly killed by Landa (funniest Nazi ever) -> Few year later Jewish Women owns a cinema -> Goebbles and some other Nazi-Hero guy want to show the premiere of the film they made about the Nazi-hero one in the cinema -> women wants to kill them -> The 'Basterds' have the same idea as well -> in the end all the Nazis - including Hitler - are dead and the jewish women as well



The funny thing about the film is the way all people behave like. Some of those characters were plainly awesomely displayed.

For example, Aldo Raine (played by Brad Pitt) is not more than a constantly swearing, but somehow also quite clever leader of this group.

The best thing he said was in my opinion (can't translate it properly, because I've seen the syncro-version of course):



A.R.: "Why did she choose a basement for this? We can't fight in basements!"

Some other guy: "We don't have to fight here, we're just here to talk. And she probably just wanted a place without Nazi distractions."

A.R.: (ignoring what the other one just said) "But their are too many reasons, why we can't fight in basements. First of all: You can't fight in a basement."

I know, standard joke, but the way he said it was truely funny ;)



Then there was my absolutely fave character in this whole thing. Hans Landa played by Christoph Waltz who clearly surprised me with his acting skills. He was a colonel (also called the Bear Jew or somethin) who actually wasn't that deeply into all this Nazi-Propaganda and everything, he basically did his job. We decided he was a bit of a psycho because of his genuine laughs and weirdish jokes. In the end he said he'd give up if he was mentioned in all the history books as the person who made the war end and as someone who was a Basterd and a member of the Operation Cinema all the time.

I can't pick a single favourite quote, but the one I laughed the most, was this one:

H.L.: (very satisfied) "Ohhhh that's a bingooo!"

A.R. and another one stare at him weirdly.

H.L.: "Is that the way you say it: That's a bingo?"

A.R.: "You just say "bingo"."

H.L.: "Ahhhhh Bingo!!! What fun!!"






And - always the most important person in a Nazi-film - the Hilter actor. I'm normally used to the german 'Hitler' called Bruno Gans. He's the best for this role and noone could ever beat him.

Even if he's not playing Hitler you think of Hitler. And in this film Hitler was played by Martin Wuttke (someone I've never heard of before, but I just found out that he Goebbles in another film). He was quite okay. But the film didn't even need a proper Hitler, because the Hitler I.B. had some humour as well - at least it seemed so.

Hitler recieves a phone call.
The phoning person: "Do you still want to talk to "private Butz", mein Führer?"

Hitler: "Who or what is a private Butz?"


And for finishing this here I've got two pictures and a video (am I brilliant or what?).


First of all, The Hitler comparison:


1. Bruno Gans as Hitler in "Der Untergang"
















vs.


2. Martin Wuttke as Hitler in "Inglorious Basterds"












Second of all: Funny-Bingo-scene-video-thing!!!




I hope you liked it (or at least read it). Thanks anyways! =D

Long Time, No Post

... Yes I know.
I never completely forgot about this, but I didn't know what to write or I just couldn't be arsed to write anything. I didn't even want to write about my Istanbul Trip, the Chinese Food Review (but I'll write that this week I guess) or my holiday-madness-my-life-changed-I'm-unhappy-experiences which are quite difficult to explain and that again is just another try to defend myself. ; )

And the other point is that school started again last week. This year is the year before my final year (in Germany called Oberstufe) and it is quite important for my graduation and my final exams. Due to this I gotta be prepared for every single lesson and study a lot, etc. etc. (insert a rolleyes-smiley here). But actually it turned out to be a bit more relaxing than it was in the years before, because we were all used to having a lot of lessons (mostly 'unneccessary' ones in which you can't keep your eyes of your watch). And now all of those are gone, because we were able to choose between some of them last year which is quite an improvement.

Enough talk about school, let's have some more interesting topic: MUSIC! Last Sunday I ordered 6 new records from Play.com. I hope some of them will be delivered tomorrow. Here's a list of the albums:

Towers of London - Blood, Sweat and Towers (pretty crappy british wannabe-punk band, but they are funny as hell in my opinion)

Kanye West - Graduation (I wanna put it in the CD Player and force it to interupt me)

Muse - Black Holes And Revelations (I just felt like buying it and it wasn't expensive at all)

David Bowie - The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and The Spiders from Mars (*many bowing emotes* I absolutely LOVE that album! It's amazing!!! But I weren't able to find it in any record store... but soooooon, I'll have it)

And, last but not least:

The Libertines - The Libertines
and
The Libertines - Up The Bracket
(I really need to support the artists.... Libertines Reunion! Now!!!... which makes me wanna think about telling you my Peter Doherty dream I had this week. And no, it's not a fangirl one :P... because I'm not that much of a fangirl)

So long, and thanks for all the fish! :D

Pizarro - Ohoh!!!

He's back! He's finally back! (I don't think anyone of those who might read this may be interested, but I just gotta share my happness about that)

And he signed a contract valid until 2012!

And for those who don't know who

he actually is: Claudio Pizarro (called 'Pizza') is a Peruvian
striker who played for Chelsea. Last year he was loaned to
Werder Bremen and played there, Werder also won the DFB Cup with him. He has been playing for
Werder earlier as well (in 01/02 I think) and he also played for Bayern München and today he signed the new contract with Werder. I hope he and Werder will have an awesome season!

Caesar Ora Una Classis Romana

That was one of the phrases our Latin teacher used to make us all laugh.

And today I read in a newspaper article that he died during the holidays.
I was really shocked and I still am.
He was a great teacher and a wonderful person.

It was also written in that article that he made a guided tour in the Carpathian Mountains with his younger brother and another group. I know that he liked such adventure tours (he accompanied friends of mine when they were in the Czech Republic with school). Apparently he slipped and fell, although it was a safe pass they were walking on.
It's really sad and I still can't believe this. He was a successful teacher who was just way too young to die (he was only 47 years old).

And concerning it was planned that he would teach some people of my class, including me, for the next two years, it moves me even more, because I was really really looking forward to his classes.

On the other hand I'm happy that I got the possibility to get to know him better and to be a student of his. I gotta admit that I was not always looking forward to his latin classes, but in the end I can say that I learned a lot, laughed a lot and I'll always remember him as the well-balanced, trustworthy, constantly smiling, likeable, intellectual and friendly person he was.

May he rest in peace! I'm sure we'll never forget him.
"Ganz genau!" to say it in his words.

Typical Holiday Boredom

The circumstance that is always haunting me during the holidays struck again - the holiday boredom (well, it's not really boredom, it's more the fact that you've got nothing to do and instead of doing something senseful you just do what's in your mind).

For example, yesterday: Normally I'm happy when I've got some spare time I can write stories in. In the holidays I've got the time to do that, but most of the time no ideas enter my head. And then, instead of writing, I paint stupid pictures or make collages. Well, that's fun as well, but in the end of the holidays I think: "You had so much time left, and instead of writing you did a lot of other stuff. That's how you lose your precious time."

And the other problem is that I can't even change that. Whenever I try to write it's like torture for me, because doing something else would be more fun atm.

Oh Gosh, even my problems get more senseless in the holidays >.<

However, I'm looking forward to Saturday/Sunday. A friend will visit me on Sunday and my family on Saturday. In that time I normally know what to do and what not. Then my weekend won't look as absurd as the rest of my week did!

I'm so dead!

Yesterday was one of the most exhausting days in my life! Seriously! And now I've still got sore muscles and argh...

More precisely, I had to work at the place I'm doing that internship on a trial basis. (Btw, I get NO money for that! ]]] ) And actually I'm allowed to work for 8 hours a day (youth labour law, bla, bla... because I'm under 18) and they told me to work 12!!! 12 hours!!! I arrived there at 10 AM and they wanted me to stay until 10PM. But luckily... (hehe) my mum fetched me at 8.30 and told them that she will make a report if they let me stay there.
And I gotta tell you that it was fucking labourious. There was that one bitch who thought she was the boss and was able push everyone around. And because she didn't think I'd be capable of setting the table with crockery and cutlery, she made me run around all the time.
"Marie, can you go upstairs and bring me the boxes with the champange glasses?"
"Maria (she forgot my name constantly), go and bring me some water from the basement!"
...
And that water she was asking for the whole day was in heavy glass bottles and I had to carry the upstairs, downstairs, whereever she wanted them...

Oh, but there's good news as well: I now have holidays!!! Yay!!! 6 weeks of doing nothing! (except for that internship ]]]) And we had a party on friday with a lot of tasty food and some really tasty vanilla-mango punch! The music was shite, but I'm used to that if I meet some people of my class.

Hello Again!

I'm back from my political thingy. I played the economics minister of China and I gotta admit that I did a pretty good job :P At least we were in the black. Also our "world" managed to 'close' the Vatican, to ran down eastern europe and asia and to close the NATO. But luckily we managed as well to avoid a 3rd world war.

So besides, what happened today? I applied for a internship in an established guesthouse and I now hope that they'll take me. I'm quite confident, because my application is awesome!

Time to say goodbye!

... for three days.

I'll be at some kind of fictional political seminar where we are supposed to play countries and solve problems. Basically we'll rule the world in some days! =D
I'm actually looking forward to it. It's nice to spend some time with your classmates again. We kinda grew closer together at the time of our schooltrip. <3haha

So, see ya all on Wednesday!

Hamburg - Day Two Part II

Hamburg – Day Two Part II

9th of July, 4:00 PM

According to plan a guided tour followed next. And for some reason we were all quite tired at the moment. Because we booked a bus for our whole trip, a woman boarded to our bus and told us a long rigmarole about every single detail what we've seen outside the windows. At first I found it pretty interesting considering I have been to Hamburg and didn't know that much about it, but later it got plainly boring.
I think I even fell asleep while listening to her. Before that I didn't even know I was able to sleep in a bus.
And then she said: "Now we'll alight from the bus to have a nice view over the Alster."
And Jan who sat behind me screamed through the whole bus: "Argh I slept so well!"
I'm not sure whether she heard it or not. So we had no other choice but to leave our nicely warm and comfortable bus. And it was cold outside. Really cold if you just wear a t-shirt and a thin coat. So we stood outside, at the beautiful Altster who wasn't that beautiful for us at the moment, and listened to that guiding lady in a collective, anti-cold cuddle.
You can imagine how happy we were when we were 'allowed' to go back to the bus and to had the opportunity to continue our nap =D.

9th of July, 6:00 PM

In the evening we were on our own again. Today the guys told us that they have had "dinner" at a Chinese snack bar which was in the Train station (which was easily reached in about 5 min from our hotel) and quite cheap. They went there again and we decided to go along. After our delicious 2,50 Euro fried noodles we didn't wanna go back to the hotel, because it was only 7 or 8 o'clock which was definitely to early to sit around in the hotel. The guys bought a six-pack of beer (for twelve people; fortunately I don't like beer) and we walked a bit through the shopping street of Hamburg. About two guys were also smoking and then we were approached by a friendly and about 25 or 30 year old man.

"Hi, I'm the drug-control director of…!"

No comment! We (not me though) were walking around with cigarettes and alcohol and that guy…
Of course we started laughing all of a sudden. He just asked us if we wanna donate for an organisation helping drug-addicted kids to keep them off the streets and provide a better future for them. Big-hearted as we are we all gave him our small coins and in the end he had about 26 Euro more than before. And yes, we were very proud after our generous act!

10th of July, 00:00 PM

That was the end of another interesting day! Some more stuff happened in the evening, but it would be too exhausting to tell you about every single detail. But I'll give you some hints: drunken Hessians who didn't understand us again; massages of Jasmin, Meli, Holger and Björn (towards one another) that I refused; Katja alone in one room with Flo, who wore not more than boxer shorts, when the teachers came in; "Conversations" and more…

Hamburg - Day Two Part I

Hamburg – Day Two Part I

9th of July, 8:00 AM

The alarm clock was ringing which was a clear sign for me and for us all to stand up, so I opened my eyes and saw that everyone but me was already awake and afoot. But no, I wasn't the only late riser. Jasmin was still sleeping.
The other girls told me to hurry up, because we had to go to breakfast at 8:30, so we would be ready at 9 o'clock.

At breakfast we met the rest of our class. Today we planned to visit the Miniaturwunderland (miniature wonderland – the biggest model railway in the world) and Hamburg Dungeon (an attraction providing Hamburg's dark history; next to London Dungeon and York Dungeon a part of the Dungeon chain) in the morning.

9th of July, 10:00AM

Because we arrived at the Speicherstadt (old city island of Hamburg, with old buildings formerly used as storage for coffee, carpets, etc.) a lot earlier than we thought, we took a walk at the Elbe (another river). We've seen some people of a German beer company building up something for an event. My mate Katja incidentally fancied someone with curls and I was a bit annoyed by the rain.

Then the time was ripe to go in the Miniaturwunderland. I had already been there before, so it wasn't that interesting for me, although it's an interesting and beautiful place to visit. But I was really looking forward to Hamburg Dungeon, because I always wanted to visit that, but we've never had the time.

Between MiWuLa and Dungeon we had some spare time which ended up with standing in front of the Dungeon and talking to some of my classmates.
Suddenly three girls and one guy stood next to us.
"Can we interview some of you for a project.", one of the girls asked. We looked at each other and Babsi, Flo and Julia agreed. Me and Katja went along because of our curiosity. They asked them questions about the HafenCity (harbour city) which is currently being built next to the old Speicherstadt. The interviewees said exactly the opposite of what they wanted to hear, but well… It was our opinion!

Later on, when the interview was finished, we went back to our waiting point and stared some holes into spaces. Then Flo had the great idea to ask them where he could find an "Abort" (enormously franconian word for "toilet" or "Toilette" in German). So he went back to the interviewers and asked them in an extremely Franconian dialect, where he could find an Abort. First of all they went into a huddle and then one girl replied: "Well, the Speicherstadtmuseum is quite interesting, the Elbmuseum is nice as well…"

No comment at that point *facepalm*!
But you can't resent their language problems, because it was hard to understand. But it was funny, nevertheless.

9th of July, 1:00 PM

Hamburg Dungeon! In front of the building there was a woman who worked for the Dungeon. It was her job to kill the waiting people's time. And she was evil. And again because of our dialect. But we didn't care much and went inside. Tobi, a classmate, was frightened to death before the actual scary stuff started. He and Mr. S. went out later, because we and he were afraid he'd probably collapse.
At that day I wore my Werder Bremen Shirt. You gotta know that Werder Bremen and Hamburger SV are some of the worst 'enemies' in German Bundesliga. And while waiting some boys showed me a sticker on which you could read "Scheiss Werder" (something like "Fuck Werder"). I told them that "Scheiss" was spelled wrong and asked them of which football team they'd be fans. One of them answered Hamburger SV. They seemed to be quite aggressive (with such a sticker) for about 15 year old school boys, but in the end they were quite nice actually. Just a bit dumb and fan of the wrong team!

Then it was finally our turn to enter the Dungeon. It was quite interesting, because actors where talking to you. One of them screamed "Jasmiiiin!" all the time, because she made the mistake to tell him her name.
The 'stories' the Dungeon told us were about Hamburg's history – The big fire who destroyed half of the city in 1842; The cholera-epidemics 1852; Störtebeker and his stories (a well-known pirate) and the storm flood of 1962. It was scary and funny at the same time! And after all a great experience.
And at the end there was a smaller freefall tower we all liked a lot.

And also check these links out for more information concerning Hamburg Dungeon, Speicherstadt (pictures) and MiWuLa:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hamburg_Dungeon (wikipedia entry for Hamburg Dungeon)
http://www.thedungeons.com/ (international Dungeons website)
http://www.miniatur-wunderland.com/ (English MiWuLa homepage)
http://www.hamburgfotos.de/speicherstadt/index.htm (pictures of the Speicherstadt)

Hamburg - Day One

Hamburg - Day One

Here comes my traveller's diary of my School Trip to Hamburg from July, 8th to 11th.

8th of July. 4:45 AM

"Holy fuck! Why do I have to stand up that early?
Ye, right. School trip. You just do that once in your life, so pull yourself together and get outta bed now."

But I wasn't the only one with these feelings. Except for me 25 other people (and their drivers) had to get up at that inhuman time. Later we moved off to a near village, because we gave a friend of mine - called Meli - a lift, so not everyone had to drive alone to the 25 km far away school. There we met the others and our two accompanying teachers - Mr. S. and Mrs. K.. Against my expectations everyone seemed quite wide awake.

At that day it was one of my mates (Jasmin) seventeenth birthday.

Then we were getting into the bus. Our driver Thomas seemed to be a nice guy, considering he didn't moan when we started singing the "Tunnel-Lied" (tunnel-song) which means singing "Tunnel, Tunnel, Tunnel, Tunnel, Tunnel, if you drive in it gets dark and if you drive out it's getting light again" for the whole time you drive through a tunnel. That's kind of a tradition of our class xD We managed to sing for 8 km in the Rennsteigtunnel (Germanys longest street tunnel). Go we!

The music selection of our guys in the bus will be listed later. But I'll say that much: loud.music.drinking.8hours.nonstop

8th of July, 8:30 AM

We had been driving for 2:30 hours now. And some guys were already drunk! At least Flo said he was. And I do believe him in that point. They drank vodka mixed with coke and other strange combinations, because the teachers weren't supposed to notice that they brought alcohol. During that time my mate Katja and I talked and played games to kill the time (we had to drive 8 hours to Hamburg). We couldn't be arsed to be drunk that early!

8th of July, 2:30 PM

We finally arrived at our hotel. We had a room with 6 beds. Because we (Katja, Meli, Jasmin and me) were only four people, you can imagine that we had a lot of space for making a lot of mess. Later we planned a harbour tour. Hamburg is famous for having the largest German harbour, the second largest harbour of Europe and the eighth largest of the whole world.
It was just a bit sad that it rained the whole day (Well, it's always raining there!).

8th of July, 6:30 PM

We got some free time to spend in small groups. Because we haven't eaten anything proper til that, we decided to search for a restaurant or something. And because Jasmin has already been to Hamburg this year she knew where a cheap but good restaurant was.
So we ate directly next to the Alster (river in Hamburg). Of course I had to eat fish, because Hamburg is especially famous for fish. I went for salmon with pasta and a white wine sauce and asparagus. The whole dinner was brilliant, the salmon tasted excellent (even if I weren't able to recognize that there was any asparagus on my plate).

Later that evening we went back to the hotel. There at least half of my class decided to visit us in our room. In the end we were about 10 people sitting in one room and talking about stuff and you wouldn't even wanna know about what we talked. xD

9th of July. 0:45 AM

We finally kicked our classmates out and went to bed. That was our first and 19 hour long day.

tbc.

It's 11 a.m. and I'm at home

The title says it actually, but I will explain a bit more.

Well, yesterday night, about 10pm, my mum said to me: "Is everything alright with tomorrow?" (for two weeks Ive been having a pressure in the ear, which kinda scares me, because I'm deaf on one ear, so I don't wanna 'lose' the other one as well) We had agreed on going to the doctor today earlier, so I said yes, because I thought we'll visit the doctor today afternoon after school. Then my mum told me that she had thought I wouldn't go to school today. Of course I agreed on that immediately. ;)
Then, this morning, I got up quite early, so we would be able to visit the doctor without having an appointment. But then the first ear specialist told us to go again, because he already had quite a busy shedule and no time to check me up.
Then we went home and called another one (that one was 50 km away from the first one:( ). Their we immediately got an appointment. So we went there and the doctor told me that I have a profound inflammation.

Now I have to take ear drops and some other medicaments.
But now I can at least stay at home^^
Yay, so now my weekend started!

Oh well...

New entry, yay!
Today I just had an itch to write something, even if nothing special happened.

Our graduates had their muck-up day (in germany called "Abischerz") today and it sucked. Because people at our school are not allowed to make anything like a prank or something, we've got the tradition to play stupid semi-embarrasing games with the teachers (make them sing, or play football against eachother,...). And this year it just sucked more than ever before. First of all it was way to short (just about 1 hour), then they had bad bad music (but that's the same every year) and they had too less teachers.
However, we decided to make the best Abischerz our school has seen. In two years. Yeah! We already started to search for better music, think of better games and of a better Abizeitung (Kind of an leaver's year book, written by the graduates in a more or less funny way).

And we've got 7 days of school left and then..... SUMMER HOLIDAYS! Yayyy! Which implies doing nothing or senseless crap on the internet the whole day. And meeting friends every other day. And .... and... and... but no School!

And tomorrow morning I've seen on of the ugliest, most disgusting things of my life. When I walked to the bus station, me and my neighbour have seen a huge, big toad on the road. Well, that's not that disgusting (but for me already disgusting enough :-( )
And there was a whole in its head... and ewwwwwww, and parts of the brain were.... ewwww, I can't even write it down... it was so ewwwwwwwwwww.
Excuse me, I've got a very bad trauma now!

My Incredible (bad) Drawing Skills

Woohoo, my John Drawing is just finished. It's incredibly female and even a bit like Jacko with a guitar (the jacko hysteria is haunting me, even if I'm one of the anti-jacko-hysterias-party). Now I know why I never share any drawings with

anyone else than my mum. Hehe!

Today's Achievements

Well what happened today?

First day back in school after our class trip to Hamburg (Traveller's Diary will follow on Wed/Thu or whenever I have the time to write somethin). We didn't even have proper lessons today, just talking a bit with the teachers and telling them what happened in Hamburg.

Oh, and I do have good news. I'll get an A in History this year, so I'll be able to go by train for free for one day in the holidays. Yeahhh that rocks! xD

Furthermore I finally decided what to bake tomorrow. Yay for turkish desserts!

And I drew John yesterday evening. Maybe I'll post that later on when it's finished. Failed a bit though, looks quite female now (I think it's the fault of his long hair).

1 Day - 1 Blog - 2 Posts

Yeah, it's already my second post! Exciting.

Today I listened to To Record Only Water For Ten Days for the first time. Gosh, what an amazing album! I gotta say I really fell in love with it.

At the moment, while writing this, I'm listening to Going Inside. I love the lyrics. Especially that one part:

"You get to know who's watching you,

And who besides you resides,

In your body,

Where you're slow"

Just purely amazing! I love John's voice. And yes, I'm in a quite obsessive mood today.

And what did I do else... Erm. Yeah, I started writing a new story. A new longer story (I hope it'll be a longer story that I don't stop somewhere after six or seven chapters).

And oh, I start to like that blog-thing. It's interesting to talk/write to yourself. Like a little diary. <3

My first blog ever! Yay!

Wow,

just wow. I've got a blog. It feels incredibly amazing and scary at the same time.
I actually intend to write something at least every other day (Why? I don't really know), although I know not that much people might be interested in my awesome life^^
Even if they should be.
So let's see where this is going...

Cheers,
mox