"Maslowitschka." "There. Maslowitschka." "There."
My God. What a funny story of Laura. Oh. I wish that I had worked for this interesting woman shepherd from Poland. It would have been fun, but unfortunately I can not.
At least I go to Tübingen. Somehow it seems to me that better than selling Polish pottery.
morning I had the last exam this semester. Juhu! And then there is the Fran! Juhu! And tomorrow is the Allison. And on Monday I go to Tübingen. To 19 clock I'm here ... and hope I ordered ravioli with Neckarmüller already and met some friends. GEIL!
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Chicas De Color Follando
friends, a group right away, and the man in the world arrogantiste
before yesterday evening I met the most arrogant person in the world. But it was really fun because He was so arrogant. I do not know ... maybe I'm just mean. I had heard that he was arrogant, but somehow I NEVER would have thought that someone would be so arrogant, who was not a bad figure, which is found in a fictional text. What an interesting surprise. Hopefully we'll meet again niiiee.
I am finally settled in Edinburgh better, although I'm still homesick for Tübingen. The Fergus and I are now Midglieder a right group, thanks to the German exchange students. In the second year I've always heard that groups exist in Edinburgh, never, not because the people here are unfriendly or somehow incompatible are, but because something in this city prevents the production of a group forever. But the last time it occurred to me that we have brought the impossible to pass. We have a group. Without cafeteria, without similar timetables. Somehow we did it.
It's nice to think about it. Although my friends in Tübingen I always miss, I have at least one group of good friends that support me and that I can sometimes influence (on Thursday we drank coffee in Beanscene ... yay!). Now I'm not the only Fergus, the best roommate in the world, and not just the Nicola, one of the friendliest people in the world, but other friendly people I have love I can call good friends. Juhu! Right now I'm
popular again in my Tübingen and I can hardly wait. Every day I try to have me prepare for my dissertation and my essays, but unfortunately my power of daydreams from beautiful Städtle interrupted more often. The semester is almost over and I can hardly wait until 17.30 on Thursday. Then I have to quickly go to Waverley Station to pick up the Fran. Hurrah!
this weekend hopefully I'll buy a kilt! Geil! Week nights and Tobias has meant that we might go ice skating. I vieellee afraid, but hope I will survive.
Na ... I have to go ... tonight I go to a concert.
before yesterday evening I met the most arrogant person in the world. But it was really fun because He was so arrogant. I do not know ... maybe I'm just mean. I had heard that he was arrogant, but somehow I NEVER would have thought that someone would be so arrogant, who was not a bad figure, which is found in a fictional text. What an interesting surprise. Hopefully we'll meet again niiiee.
I am finally settled in Edinburgh better, although I'm still homesick for Tübingen. The Fergus and I are now Midglieder a right group, thanks to the German exchange students. In the second year I've always heard that groups exist in Edinburgh, never, not because the people here are unfriendly or somehow incompatible are, but because something in this city prevents the production of a group forever. But the last time it occurred to me that we have brought the impossible to pass. We have a group. Without cafeteria, without similar timetables. Somehow we did it.
It's nice to think about it. Although my friends in Tübingen I always miss, I have at least one group of good friends that support me and that I can sometimes influence (on Thursday we drank coffee in Beanscene ... yay!). Now I'm not the only Fergus, the best roommate in the world, and not just the Nicola, one of the friendliest people in the world, but other friendly people I have love I can call good friends. Juhu! Right now I'm
popular again in my Tübingen and I can hardly wait. Every day I try to have me prepare for my dissertation and my essays, but unfortunately my power of daydreams from beautiful Städtle interrupted more often. The semester is almost over and I can hardly wait until 17.30 on Thursday. Then I have to quickly go to Waverley Station to pick up the Fran. Hurrah!
this weekend hopefully I'll buy a kilt! Geil! Week nights and Tobias has meant that we might go ice skating. I vieellee afraid, but hope I will survive.
Na ... I have to go ... tonight I go to a concert.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Koleston Hair Color Chart
schorschd @ 2007-11-19T10: 01:00
Last night I dreamed that I was back in the cafeteria with my friends.
How ... jo ...
But today, in 2 weeks I'm back in reality here!
Last night I dreamed that I was back in the cafeteria with my friends.
How ... jo ...
But today, in 2 weeks I'm back in reality here!
Saturday, November 17, 2007
How To Deal With Dog Odors
schöönnerr days
Today was totally beautiful. I bought socks. Nothing more productive. Hurrah.
At 4 I've met two German friends for coffee and we actually have only spoken in German. There was so much fun. My God ... I already know that I miss the German language, but today I noticed it more closely. At first I did terrible, stupid mistake (for example, I have "some" and "actually" used much too often) but some hours later it was better, although still not as good as it was in Tübingen and of course it still was not flowing.
Then we tried to watch the Scottish-Italian football match. But Teviot was full. The Pear Tree House was crowded. The Southside would have burst when someone would eingeganen yet. The Argyle SkySports simply does not have. And The Sportsman's Bar in Bruntsfield was full but we still squeezed in and looked at the second part of the game. It was a good game, but Italy is evil.
After the bad result, we have bought pizza / pasta and eaten. Then the fast one gone home (in the Sportsman's Bar, we were accidentally soaked with beer, after Scotland had scored his only goal) and I have to question a call (thanks to the insistence Fergus') has a similar if he happen to know where the documents of my grandparents. Unfortunately, he has no idea, but at least I finally asked. And finally we have Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade looked at (the favorite Indiana Jones movie of the two Germans and from the Fergus and me too).
Fine. Now I must go to bed ... Tomorrow I really want to create something ... I was on vacation today, tomorrow starts the university again.
Today was totally beautiful. I bought socks. Nothing more productive. Hurrah.
At 4 I've met two German friends for coffee and we actually have only spoken in German. There was so much fun. My God ... I already know that I miss the German language, but today I noticed it more closely. At first I did terrible, stupid mistake (for example, I have "some" and "actually" used much too often) but some hours later it was better, although still not as good as it was in Tübingen and of course it still was not flowing.
Then we tried to watch the Scottish-Italian football match. But Teviot was full. The Pear Tree House was crowded. The Southside would have burst when someone would eingeganen yet. The Argyle SkySports simply does not have. And The Sportsman's Bar in Bruntsfield was full but we still squeezed in and looked at the second part of the game. It was a good game, but Italy is evil.
After the bad result, we have bought pizza / pasta and eaten. Then the fast one gone home (in the Sportsman's Bar, we were accidentally soaked with beer, after Scotland had scored his only goal) and I have to question a call (thanks to the insistence Fergus') has a similar if he happen to know where the documents of my grandparents. Unfortunately, he has no idea, but at least I finally asked. And finally we have Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade looked at (the favorite Indiana Jones movie of the two Germans and from the Fergus and me too).
Fine. Now I must go to bed ... Tomorrow I really want to create something ... I was on vacation today, tomorrow starts the university again.
Friday, November 16, 2007
The Best Plactic Surgent To Remove A Cyst On Face
schorschd @ 2007-11-16T15: 24:00
What can I write about? I just have to tell much but unfortunately not in the mood to write, especially not in German. Every day I think I can express myself properly in any language. Phew. Hopefully all this will pass once I'm back in Tübingen. Although my German course still has holes, can (or rather, was) I often explain my feelings better in German than in English.
The Christian has already meant that once I was back in Tübingen, I would may never go away again. I was thinking. And probably we are right.
There are already enough snow in Germany, I was thinking (To be more honest and even desirable) that it is possible that my sad flight back to Edinburgh a few days could be delayed. Would that be so bad? If the flight was only 2 days late, I would first longer stay in Germany (of course, would not be that bad) and then I would have also missed my flight to California. Then I would just sarcastic "Schaaaddeeee ... I've had bad luck," say and write something better than make my essays and my master's thesis in any cafe in California. I would even books, that I could write something good! Oh! That would be beautiful, but unfortunately I feel a little guilty because my sister and my mother look forward to my visit. I wish I would appreciate it as well. But that will never happen.
Oh ... I like a seminar. Maybe I should go there a bit early. Until next time.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Remote Control Helicopter Price In Mumbai
schorschd @ 2007-11-13T23: 34:00
I know that my German is still bad and unfortunately is getting worse because I can not speak the language, unfortunately, so use often, but despite that this year seems really useless to me. I know that I still have thousands of mistakes and write and say that I do every day several mistakes, but somehow the grammar exercises this semester meaningless. "Please insert the record drawing." Okay. I can do. Hopefully. "What have you written here?" "A semicolon fits here." "Right. Why?" Erm ... because it actually should be something there, and a semicolon is the best? No idea.
Usually I can write in German or speak without knowing exactly why I have something said or written. And I would say that this is a good thing. But unfortunately I may not be so. Unfortunately I can not write now because something sounds right. Instead, I have to explain everything. Sometimes I can make it and sometimes not, but if I did it or not, I think that probably all the I write and I speak, is somehow wrong because I can not explain always why I designed the sets Sun Of course there are far too many mistakes. So what is normal. Dani always says that the German language was not easy, and the Dani of course right.
Last year I talked with my friends. You have korregiert me and so I learned a lot. Sometimes I wish a great dictionary, in which all the words and grammar are covered in short, which could entangle in my head. But unfortunately I can only do something like that.
I'm really proud of my German. Last year I had not wasted the time, but enjoyed and used properly. And to my German, I had confidence. I even had self-confidence (not only for my sense of language). But now? Now I have lost so much and every day I lose more. My knowledge of languages is getting weaker and I'm always shy. I can only hope that my journey is going to save me to Tübingen. After that I trust (hope) my German again and hopefully I will not look up every word, because I do not everything can be explained. Hopefully I will again use my commas where they belong just in sets. Every day I have a bit more scared of the German language. I understand everything I hear and read. But the language I bring forth is getting worse. Phew.
There remains only 19 days, until the day when I will hopefully be saved.
I know that my German is still bad and unfortunately is getting worse because I can not speak the language, unfortunately, so use often, but despite that this year seems really useless to me. I know that I still have thousands of mistakes and write and say that I do every day several mistakes, but somehow the grammar exercises this semester meaningless. "Please insert the record drawing." Okay. I can do. Hopefully. "What have you written here?" "A semicolon fits here." "Right. Why?" Erm ... because it actually should be something there, and a semicolon is the best? No idea.
Usually I can write in German or speak without knowing exactly why I have something said or written. And I would say that this is a good thing. But unfortunately I may not be so. Unfortunately I can not write now because something sounds right. Instead, I have to explain everything. Sometimes I can make it and sometimes not, but if I did it or not, I think that probably all the I write and I speak, is somehow wrong because I can not explain always why I designed the sets Sun Of course there are far too many mistakes. So what is normal. Dani always says that the German language was not easy, and the Dani of course right.
Last year I talked with my friends. You have korregiert me and so I learned a lot. Sometimes I wish a great dictionary, in which all the words and grammar are covered in short, which could entangle in my head. But unfortunately I can only do something like that.
I'm really proud of my German. Last year I had not wasted the time, but enjoyed and used properly. And to my German, I had confidence. I even had self-confidence (not only for my sense of language). But now? Now I have lost so much and every day I lose more. My knowledge of languages is getting weaker and I'm always shy. I can only hope that my journey is going to save me to Tübingen. After that I trust (hope) my German again and hopefully I will not look up every word, because I do not everything can be explained. Hopefully I will again use my commas where they belong just in sets. Every day I have a bit more scared of the German language. I understand everything I hear and read. But the language I bring forth is getting worse. Phew.
There remains only 19 days, until the day when I will hopefully be saved.
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