Freitag, 27. Mai 2011

"Du bist voll so'n FlowerPower Kind!"

Thank you my dear :D :*

Really, I always knew that I am not like anybody else. I have no problem with doing things anybody else would be ashamed of, like for example shouting at P.E. class when doing Judo. Or presenting our amazingly silly interpretations of colours in Geography. Or admitting how much I love Star Wars. Or walking through the rain with my awesome hoodie. Or just stitting around with crossed legs, imitating some yoga moves and laughing out lood.
Moreover I am totally not one of those persons who always have to be right, who do not care about others, who are afraid to get a bad reputation, who are totally afraid their hair might look horribly after one blow of the wind (I mean, who cares? it's natural forces). Nevertheless ... YES. I might be different than many other people. But after all I can say I am pretty happy with being who I am. A happy and optimistic person (really, I cannot stand those people who are always complaining) - and I have no problem with staying like that.

Sonntag, 15. Mai 2011

cause they say the best way out is through

You know, there are a million things I want to ask so badly. A million things I want to do. To tell you.
And I know I have to find the courage to do it. Them. Or make you understand, at least. And I know, I will. I just have to.
And while there are those conversations all I get to ask and say and do are things that appear to be quite meaningless compared to what is on my mind. But in some weeks - I am so afraid of this day though I have been waiting for it for such a long time - hopefully everything will turn out to be much easier. Or not. I am fearing the second option. But fear is unimportant and at least I can say that mistakes - if it should turn out to be a mistake - are there to be made. Or that is what everybody says. We will see. I am optimistic. And the next conversation will be a lot better because I will ask a question that has been on my mind for quite a while now. About the memories. We will see how it turns out to be. We cannot turn back the time and I do not want to wait until it is to late.

Märchen sind nicht gut für Kinder.

Märchen sind nicht gut für Kinder.
Jedes Mal, wenn ich mal wieder mitten im Chaos stecke, erwarte ich, dass gleich ein langhaariger Mann mit vornehmer Sprechweise auf einem Pferd in mein Leben galoppiert und mich aus der Klemme holt. 
Irgendwann wird einem dann klar, dass man eigentlich gar keinen Mann will, der einem im Leben herumgaloppiert, weil er nämlich derjenige ist, der schuld ist an der ganzen Misere.
- Rosie Dunne, page 328

Montag, 2. Mai 2011