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Mittwoch, 31. August 2011

back in germany.

Barcelona. Airport. 25°C.
Trotz Halsschmerzen alles super, ein wenig Trauer über die Abreise, die locker noch 3 Wochen nach hinten hätte verschoben werden können, nicht nur eine halbe Stunde.

Flug über Spanien und Frankreich. Tausende Meter über dem Boden. Der Sonne nah.
Kaum Wolken, wenn nur kleine, süße, wie Watteberge. Flug über Paris, die Stadt der Liebe und riesengroße Freude bei dieser Entdeckung. Leckre, warme Wraps und chillen in der hintersten Reihe der Lufthansa Maschine.

Düsseldorf. Deutschland. Dichte Wolkendecke. Kälte.
Schon beim Landeanflug schreien alle auf, dass sie zurück nach Barcelona wollen. In die Sonne. Leichte Turbulenzen beim Flug durch die dicken, schwarzen Wolken über Düsseldorf. Man fühlt sie wie im Reisebus auf einer Pflasterstraße. Sichere Landung - Kälte. Keine Sonne. Der Wunsch, den nächsten Anschlussflug zurück in die Sonne zu nehmen. Auch zwei Tage später noch. Das Wetter macht depressiv, wenn man zwölf Tage geilstes Sommerwetter hatte. Deutschland eben.

Montag, 4. Juli 2011

a lonely september - the plain white t's ♥

I'm sittin' here all by myself
just tryin' to think of something to do
tryin' to think of something, anything
just to keep me from thinking of you
but you know it's not working out
'cause you're all that's on my mind
one thought of you is all it takes
to leave the rest of the world behind

well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did
and I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did
and I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did
and you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did

I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself
that you're not the one for me
but the more I think, the less I believe it
and the more I want you here with me

Samstag, 2. Juli 2011

Donnerstag, 30. Juni 2011

true love is called friendship.

true love.
Freundschaft bezeichnet eine positive Beziehung und Empfindung zwischen Menschen, die sich als Sympathie und Vertrauen zwischen ihnen zeigt. Die in einer freundschaftlichen Beziehung zueinander stehenden Menschen bezeichnet man als Freundin bzw. Freund. In einer Freundschaft schätzen und mögen die befreundeten Menschen einander. Freundschaft beruht auf Zuneigung, Vertrauen und gegenseitiger Wertschätzung. Eine Freundschaft wird „geschlossen“, geht sie einem Ende zu, so „erkaltet“ sie.



The conventional wisdom is that good friendships enhance an individual's sense of happiness and overall well-being. But a number of solid studies support the notion that strong social supports improve a woman's prospects for good health and longevity. Conversely, it has been shown that loneliness and lack of social supports are linked to an increased risk of heart disease, viral infections, and cancer as well as higher mortality rates. Two female researchers have even termed friendship networks a "behavioral vaccine" that protects both physical and mental health.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friendship

Dienstag, 28. Juni 2011

fairytale.

some days are just so freaking good you think of them as fairytales. cause there's been so much good and love and friendship and pure happiness. it's fantastic how such a feeling cannot even be bothered by some moments of male spirit which would annoy you like crazy at other days.
but i have to admit it - i just love it to enjoy a day and notice from time to time that i am smiling without putting it up or actually noticing. those are the real treausres we should keep in our hearts.

never another latin exam. never in my life.
one of the bests will be back in 7 days.
it is finally something you can call summer.

Samstag, 18. Juni 2011

tell me, can't you feel it?!



and i will finally find the courage to tell you about my point of view about you. 
for real.

Samstag, 5. Juni 2010

Eine Frage.

Und manchmal ist die einzige Frage die man sich stellt: "Warum? Warum habt ihr das gemacht?"
Denn es hätte alles einfach so anders sein können. Aber das ist es nicht.Und es ist auch nichts mehr zu ändern. Aber manche Fragen bleiben für immer. Bis man sie ausspricht und eine Antwort bekommt.

Freitag, 11. September 2009

9/11


Today is a black day. Not today but today 8 years ago.
What happend is still incredible, but although there are all the myths and stories nobody can bring all the people back. It's terrible. Horrible. No ..

You may think I'm still young and don't understand what happend, but I swear, I do.
I was just seven years old, but I remember this day as clearly as if it was yesterday.

On September 11th, 2001 I visited a friend of mine and we played in her room. In the afternoon I was used to go home. Putting on my shoes in their hall, I looked in the living room where her mother watched tv. I saw the twin-towers of the World Trade Center crash, but I didn't realize it was real. I thought she was watching some kind of action movie. I will never forget that.
At home, my mom was sitting on the couchtable, watching the same on tv. I started to look carefully and listened to what they said. And I understood.
I was shocked, believe me.
And I will never ever forget this pictures, this day.
It's some kind of special to me.

The next day my dad came home in the evening with the "Stern", a German magazine. I read the topics about the assassination, even the ones about politics. 9/11 was important to me.
We talked about it at school and I cut the pictures out of the "Stern". I glued them into an unused booklet and wrote my own text about that horrible day.
I guess it was my first getting in touch with journalism.

My impressions and memories of the day, that never should have taken place. But we will never forget.