Question of the Day: Keeping tradition
wonderful tradition formed itself to me last year: 31 days in a good lunch café, viewing the current film at the cinema, walking tour, buying (the cafe, again) of food for dinner (a piece of meat and a piece of cake) - and, indeed, dinner itself, in quite a while. TV ad libitum. Pts like - sleep and food is stored, resulting in 1 - skew among individuals - look (and feel) hearty. It was then possible and a good dinner to cook and invite friends ... A Olivier, mandarin Sovkino - an amateur. All the components separately was "overdose." On mandarins, In particular, allergy:)
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Kookaburra Ice Bat Stickers 2010
rest - do it with music! ...
Holidays - a time when people are so fond of losing control. As though they are usually so fucking self control! ... I really do not like fucking! Today, an acquaintance told me how to buy tickets for the rest: defended in a pair with another tremendous turn, spill the beans to him about half an hour, and in front of the cashier a friend discovered that he had forgotten to take the documents. Cute, is not it? Just now I saw a picture of the student dancers. Before you enter into a treasured door, people prefer inflated. One crawled out into the street (I just went back home), we first attempt to climb a tree, standing knee-deep in a snowdrift, Then, having passed through a snowdrift, crashed straight into a puddle began to demand from me to save him and pull me your dirty (literally:) hands, and in the finale, calling I "Irishev", said I would die. And it's been 22-23 years and 20 kilogram weight of the addition to 1st grade. And then I hear from his new acquaintances that I can not relax! .. Да уж, умеет а народ!
Holidays - a time when people are so fond of losing control. As though they are usually so fucking self control! ... I really do not like fucking! Today, an acquaintance told me how to buy tickets for the rest: defended in a pair with another tremendous turn, spill the beans to him about half an hour, and in front of the cashier a friend discovered that he had forgotten to take the documents. Cute, is not it? Just now I saw a picture of the student dancers. Before you enter into a treasured door, people prefer inflated. One crawled out into the street (I just went back home), we first attempt to climb a tree, standing knee-deep in a snowdrift, Then, having passed through a snowdrift, crashed straight into a puddle began to demand from me to save him and pull me your dirty (literally:) hands, and in the finale, calling I "Irishev", said I would die. And it's been 22-23 years and 20 kilogram weight of the addition to 1st grade. And then I hear from his new acquaintances that I can not relax! .. Да уж, умеет а народ!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Snake Eyes Sprite Sheets
Can you sometimes just ...?
have to be stupid. Stupid, wasteful and irrational.
Friday is usually To clean up. In most cases, we'll do after the meal, since everything else would be pointless. This morning I have immediately taken care of the toilets (this task is now completely gone over to me), then I washed and dried. Since I do not always eat with me, I thought that I walk into the hall and then sort the flea market items. I have credited Bill that they should have no problems to warm up a pot of canned food. thought it was done. Not long after Bill was dancing in already and said she needed me urgently. They gave me maybe 10 signs in the hand and said I should distribute the times, in part, without even knowing where should even out. Aha? I'm good done and am more then sort.
And eventually she comes again, pisses me from the side that they have been looking everywhere for me. Because as I could disappear so that there is so much to do! Apart from the fact that they had already found me half an hour earlier in the same place, was the box in which I was the only one where the light was on! Nungut, since there is so "much" was done, I followed her to the kitchen, where the pot simmering with the food already.
So I ask for water, it would do. She says in all seriousness that I should just get NEN cloth to wipe in a small space dust. My answer was no, because I do not einsah two times out- and chasing. Later I had to wipe eh there. Since the beginning
Tuse vollzumaulen back to me. How I could just make something that would not. I had already done just yesterday. She would have asked me to do something and I was not immediately losgesprungen! Half an hour they had to wait until I had completed the tasks they had given me! (Those were things like, "you can sometimes just taken away the signs Can you ever just emptying the trash can you just wash off times that are grad finished eating?." So things are not done much the same had)
I tried it on the rational tour and asked her where is the problem. As long as the tasks were completed at the end of the day was, but all right! Of course, saw a non-sies.
I felt my blood pressure rose and I was about the woman just beat a the mouth. When I began, a sound damper view, I heard as if I had someone stuffed cotton in his ears. Honestly, I was never someone made so mad.
course, I have the ultimate control is not lost, preferring to remain silent. I looked after all there was to do and avoided the possible love Birgit. Against all others I remained friendly and helpful. Inside I was
but just before a Heulkrampf. I weighed the arguments for and against a spontaneous Heulattacke from time but ultimately decided against it. I did not cry because such a stupid chicken. The
love the way Bill did after 2 minutes as if it had never been a fight. I you have not done a favor to do likewise. I simply replied to their questions and statements with this low use. And then, the woman has changed miraculously and sugar-sweet to me! You suddenly mutated into a workaholic scurried through the hallways and cleaned up. Asked me about things before feigned interest. Towards the end of work they wished me a nice weekend. Nevertheless, the woman has
shitty at me now. I'm me all the time you can order around, because she is older and my little work in the museum did not care. But this chick has to appear for my boss, even though we both € jobber and equal rights.
You have to give a counterpoint and therefore ignore it, to be respected. Wonderful. Treat your people like a piece of shit, then they'll be at your feet.
have to be stupid. Stupid, wasteful and irrational.
Friday is usually To clean up. In most cases, we'll do after the meal, since everything else would be pointless. This morning I have immediately taken care of the toilets (this task is now completely gone over to me), then I washed and dried. Since I do not always eat with me, I thought that I walk into the hall and then sort the flea market items. I have credited Bill that they should have no problems to warm up a pot of canned food. thought it was done. Not long after Bill was dancing in already and said she needed me urgently. They gave me maybe 10 signs in the hand and said I should distribute the times, in part, without even knowing where should even out. Aha? I'm good done and am more then sort.
And eventually she comes again, pisses me from the side that they have been looking everywhere for me. Because as I could disappear so that there is so much to do! Apart from the fact that they had already found me half an hour earlier in the same place, was the box in which I was the only one where the light was on! Nungut, since there is so "much" was done, I followed her to the kitchen, where the pot simmering with the food already.
So I ask for water, it would do. She says in all seriousness that I should just get NEN cloth to wipe in a small space dust. My answer was no, because I do not einsah two times out- and chasing. Later I had to wipe eh there. Since the beginning
Tuse vollzumaulen back to me. How I could just make something that would not. I had already done just yesterday. She would have asked me to do something and I was not immediately losgesprungen! Half an hour they had to wait until I had completed the tasks they had given me! (Those were things like, "you can sometimes just taken away the signs Can you ever just emptying the trash can you just wash off times that are grad finished eating?." So things are not done much the same had)
I tried it on the rational tour and asked her where is the problem. As long as the tasks were completed at the end of the day was, but all right! Of course, saw a non-sies.
I felt my blood pressure rose and I was about the woman just beat a the mouth. When I began, a sound damper view, I heard as if I had someone stuffed cotton in his ears. Honestly, I was never someone made so mad.
course, I have the ultimate control is not lost, preferring to remain silent. I looked after all there was to do and avoided the possible love Birgit. Against all others I remained friendly and helpful. Inside I was
but just before a Heulkrampf. I weighed the arguments for and against a spontaneous Heulattacke from time but ultimately decided against it. I did not cry because such a stupid chicken. The
love the way Bill did after 2 minutes as if it had never been a fight. I you have not done a favor to do likewise. I simply replied to their questions and statements with this low use. And then, the woman has changed miraculously and sugar-sweet to me! You suddenly mutated into a workaholic scurried through the hallways and cleaned up. Asked me about things before feigned interest. Towards the end of work they wished me a nice weekend. Nevertheless, the woman has
shitty at me now. I'm me all the time you can order around, because she is older and my little work in the museum did not care. But this chick has to appear for my boss, even though we both € jobber and equal rights.
You have to give a counterpoint and therefore ignore it, to be respected. Wonderful. Treat your people like a piece of shit, then they'll be at your feet.
Rogaine Foam And Laser
An der Möglichkeitsgrenze
What a border there is to do something? That may be a global issue that has many sides - to love someone, the possibility to create something meaningful for the people who actually live possibility and opportunity to give others a chance to live. What can you afford and what you have an inner prohibition? Where do you stop and where - keep fighting to continue? The
that life is a struggle, we listened to from childhood. And that was my least popular phrase. Nevertheless, no one canceled this "Mein Kampf" of course I will not even try to write but last couple weeks was not easy. I can not expect me saying that I spend all night in front of the computer and write this one (not so bad) text. I used to put forward, perhaps, that the thesis is for me a limit. But now I already feel that I am currently on that border. Do not worry, but ... I have a few more months to determine the further details in the head. How will my Vorpromotion go? Well, I hope.
There are about a few words.
I saw at the beginning of December in eight German Film Festival, two films: "Lila, Lila" and "John Rabe." A comedy and a drama. I liked both
after the title "Lila, Lila (in Russian" Мои слова, моя ложь, моя любовь ") is a love story about a waiter and a Filologin that is only interested in literature and literary authors. A windfall gives the waiter a way to introduce the student as if he had listened to the group of authors. The woman brings the waiter to success, and the more popular the boy gets, the more they fall in love. But then he comes - Henry Hübchen - a Seifer, who leads the authors to bat diarrhea. (Actually, I wish all my men - former and future - in 75 years to look like Mr. Hübchen, but back to our topic) In the course of the film we see how the boy is transformed by an invisible waiter in a world star. And with a manuscript that he was not writing, he gets everything that he does not even wanted. Actually, he needed only the love of women, and they? She needed a man next to him, which will support their interest. And the boy was perfectly silent with his intelligent eyes on literature .... And silence together is so romantic ... the main question for the woman - which is to love their way to these boys, even with his lies and his new acquaintance, who is in quite a blackmailer, but he wants the boy to be honest. What would it be if this person would not die in an accident? Actually, the Johny (Hübchen) everything is clear - he is ready to push himself to the end. Although his personality is very charming, he is nothing more than a crook. And boy, is perhaps the most honest - he understands that he not only lucky for Marie herself, but need closer to Marie's life cycle to be. Finally, he invented a talent in itself - a new way to forming his life (to say honestly I dream in me to invent a new talent ).
In "John Rabe" is not about daily routine, but an extreme situation - the war. A documentary history is a man Siemens leads in China, and actually not particularly like Chinese, but in the beginning of the war takes the Decided to do everything possible to save many people. One must add that the main character - a Nazi. But this line - for the leaders to be faithful and to stay a normal person - in the film is not clearly identified, and it is not however essential. It is this model that the first rescue of the people is done under the Nazi flag. This was the first demolition: John Rabe had to say goodbye to all German in Nankin and was ready to pronounce a toast when the bombing began. This contrast between the Feiertost and clatter of the falling bombs - when the light goes out and people fleeing in all possible directions - shows the same, what a terrible evil war. In the course of the film three times I've cried. The first was after the designated bomb attack. The second: if John is his wife on a steamer and steam explodes from a bomb after 300 meters from the shore (I apologize for admirers of "Titanic," but the scene of "John Rabe" I find more ). The third time was of course at the end as a reaction to the film. I was actually shocked with the fact that only 5-6 people do in the war environment as much do to keep the others may simply live. And to make the man who has no one ever finds in so much more daring and coolness to everything.
And is the person of the doctor to mention, of course. The play Stiv Busche, who the audience is normally known as a Holywoodsbesessener. Actually, here it occurs almost always with blood on their clothes. But the figure of the doctor here has quite a different scale. He is outraged by the slowness of the Government group, for which he can not get any anesthetic and even some children still at Painful shock died. (And for me it was a surprise that Stiv bush speaks German so well - without synchronization).
Maybe in my statement, it seems a bit boring and even "ordinary" (compared with other films about the war). One can also argue that these people - are quite used to such films - a-sacrificing savior and a noble doctor. But I can honestly say that the film in spite of the very popular topic "alive" and leaves no one indifferent. What impressed me was that almost no one got up during the Schlusstiter. That was clear for some time dark, but still - it was there a dead silence.
And why I wrote about all together? Of course not compare to my own life with their . I also just had the feeling of tiredness full of everything and everyone. And then - on 12 December - I attended a party. I thought it was the end for my activity for this month ...
But the very next day (SONNTAG!!) I spent 9 hours at work around the thesis print correctly So, we run more ...
What a border there is to do something? That may be a global issue that has many sides - to love someone, the possibility to create something meaningful for the people who actually live possibility and opportunity to give others a chance to live. What can you afford and what you have an inner prohibition? Where do you stop and where - keep fighting to continue? The
that life is a struggle, we listened to from childhood. And that was my least popular phrase. Nevertheless, no one canceled this "Mein Kampf" of course I will not even try to write but last couple weeks was not easy. I can not expect me saying that I spend all night in front of the computer and write this one (not so bad) text. I used to put forward, perhaps, that the thesis is for me a limit. But now I already feel that I am currently on that border. Do not worry, but ... I have a few more months to determine the further details in the head. How will my Vorpromotion go? Well, I hope.
There are about a few words.
I saw at the beginning of December in eight German Film Festival, two films: "Lila, Lila" and "John Rabe." A comedy and a drama. I liked both
after the title "Lila, Lila (in Russian" Мои слова, моя ложь, моя любовь ") is a love story about a waiter and a Filologin that is only interested in literature and literary authors. A windfall gives the waiter a way to introduce the student as if he had listened to the group of authors. The woman brings the waiter to success, and the more popular the boy gets, the more they fall in love. But then he comes - Henry Hübchen - a Seifer, who leads the authors to bat diarrhea. (Actually, I wish all my men - former and future - in 75 years to look like Mr. Hübchen, but back to our topic) In the course of the film we see how the boy is transformed by an invisible waiter in a world star. And with a manuscript that he was not writing, he gets everything that he does not even wanted. Actually, he needed only the love of women, and they? She needed a man next to him, which will support their interest. And the boy was perfectly silent with his intelligent eyes on literature .... And silence together is so romantic ... the main question for the woman - which is to love their way to these boys, even with his lies and his new acquaintance, who is in quite a blackmailer, but he wants the boy to be honest. What would it be if this person would not die in an accident? Actually, the Johny (Hübchen) everything is clear - he is ready to push himself to the end. Although his personality is very charming, he is nothing more than a crook. And boy, is perhaps the most honest - he understands that he not only lucky for Marie herself, but need closer to Marie's life cycle to be. Finally, he invented a talent in itself - a new way to forming his life (to say honestly I dream in me to invent a new talent ).
In "John Rabe" is not about daily routine, but an extreme situation - the war. A documentary history is a man Siemens leads in China, and actually not particularly like Chinese, but in the beginning of the war takes the Decided to do everything possible to save many people. One must add that the main character - a Nazi. But this line - for the leaders to be faithful and to stay a normal person - in the film is not clearly identified, and it is not however essential. It is this model that the first rescue of the people is done under the Nazi flag. This was the first demolition: John Rabe had to say goodbye to all German in Nankin and was ready to pronounce a toast when the bombing began. This contrast between the Feiertost and clatter of the falling bombs - when the light goes out and people fleeing in all possible directions - shows the same, what a terrible evil war. In the course of the film three times I've cried. The first was after the designated bomb attack. The second: if John is his wife on a steamer and steam explodes from a bomb after 300 meters from the shore (I apologize for admirers of "Titanic," but the scene of "John Rabe" I find more ). The third time was of course at the end as a reaction to the film. I was actually shocked with the fact that only 5-6 people do in the war environment as much do to keep the others may simply live. And to make the man who has no one ever finds in so much more daring and coolness to everything.
And is the person of the doctor to mention, of course. The play Stiv Busche, who the audience is normally known as a Holywoodsbesessener. Actually, here it occurs almost always with blood on their clothes. But the figure of the doctor here has quite a different scale. He is outraged by the slowness of the Government group, for which he can not get any anesthetic and even some children still at Painful shock died. (And for me it was a surprise that Stiv bush speaks German so well - without synchronization).
Maybe in my statement, it seems a bit boring and even "ordinary" (compared with other films about the war). One can also argue that these people - are quite used to such films - a-sacrificing savior and a noble doctor. But I can honestly say that the film in spite of the very popular topic "alive" and leaves no one indifferent. What impressed me was that almost no one got up during the Schlusstiter. That was clear for some time dark, but still - it was there a dead silence.
And why I wrote about all together? Of course not compare to my own life with their . I also just had the feeling of tiredness full of everything and everyone. And then - on 12 December - I attended a party. I thought it was the end for my activity for this month ...
But the very next day (SONNTAG!!) I spent 9 hours at work around the thesis print correctly So, we run more ...
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Acrostic Immune System Poem
Have you ever thought about playing a murderer? So if I am to be honest, yes!
I do not know whether to laugh or cry. The storyboard takes on unexpected dimensions. It's already 9 A5 pages (6 pictures per page with captions) and I'm not even finished with the first scene. I am beginning to understand the immense work that lies behind every dinky movie, which is turned serious. And that's just the planning. Next is the organizational part. Let the people questions, get utensils, dates on which all parties have time. Hach ... and all the actors I still do not have it!
But I am confident!
I do not know whether to laugh or cry. The storyboard takes on unexpected dimensions. It's already 9 A5 pages (6 pictures per page with captions) and I'm not even finished with the first scene. I am beginning to understand the immense work that lies behind every dinky movie, which is turned serious. And that's just the planning. Next is the organizational part. Let the people questions, get utensils, dates on which all parties have time. Hach ... and all the actors I still do not have it!
But I am confident!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Famous Quote Of Deborah Sampson
dream prince, imprisoned in my head!
A multilingual life already has its advantages. The selection range is wider, but at the same time one can also beaten.
I work every day a little bit, come still not fast enough. I do not know that it will end up once again amount to that I will trust my luck, but ... it would at least nothing new is not it? Fortunately € li
is there to motivate the diamonds! I am thrilled that she meant will continue to pursue fantasies and pants full of enthusiasm for my storyboard pages. Jah € lu, I mucilages around again, so what? It makes me happy ... stop I content myself with the small pleasures of life ...
Memo to me: you should at Livejournal complain that you can not write in bold letters more!
What else: you get the last appointment with the doctor!
A multilingual life already has its advantages. The selection range is wider, but at the same time one can also beaten.
I work every day a little bit, come still not fast enough. I do not know that it will end up once again amount to that I will trust my luck, but ... it would at least nothing new is not it? Fortunately € li
is there to motivate the diamonds! I am thrilled that she meant will continue to pursue fantasies and pants full of enthusiasm for my storyboard pages. Jah € lu, I mucilages around again, so what? It makes me happy ... stop I content myself with the small pleasures of life ...
Memo to me: you should at Livejournal complain that you can not write in bold letters more!
What else: you get the last appointment with the doctor!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Birthday Candles In Singapore
Just do not forget to breathe ...
One step at a time. The track runs in front of a straight, deserted. The trees serve as dividing lines, goals. The monotonous splash of the feet does not necessarily distracted from the act itself. On impulse started, it ended just as instinctive. A fight that about one Lasted hours.
Memo to me: Make sure you the next time your water bottle somewhere else.
What else: It's really cool a swarm of hundreds of geese in a field to jar. The wing beats of a plethora of birds sounds really exciting. Just like the feeling when these masses pass directly overhead.
One step at a time. The track runs in front of a straight, deserted. The trees serve as dividing lines, goals. The monotonous splash of the feet does not necessarily distracted from the act itself. On impulse started, it ended just as instinctive. A fight that about one Lasted hours.
Memo to me: Make sure you the next time your water bottle somewhere else.
What else: It's really cool a swarm of hundreds of geese in a field to jar. The wing beats of a plethora of birds sounds really exciting. Just like the feeling when these masses pass directly overhead.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Could A Yeast Infection Lead To Missing A Period
uncreative and tired ... buhuuu ... Hooray
And again we come to the weekend. My cat sucks just a bit by crawling in front of my face and looking for a Wärmkissen. The music that I had been forced during the day in the form of an earwig is unwound in a loop.
I have now bathed and read to read 1984th Just before I dozed off and the Book could be dropped into the tub, I put aside and so it dozing in the tub. I was completely awake only when the water was too cold. I realize that it is not just sensible to sleep in a bathtub, but what can you do. Until now I could keep my instincts and the will to survive from drowning. I can not help it that it can be as relaxing in the water rumzuliegen.
The work has its advantages. I got some things for my future apartment paid. I was allowed to gather together from old, flea market items left there my kitchen. Fine fine. We have again saved a little money. Otherwise, I've made up my
daily to see at least a movie to work up gaps. And so far it works quite well.
Monday: Journey to the Center of the Earth (with brother)
Tuesday: Death Race (with brother)
Wednesday: Lord of the Rings - The Fellowship (with brother)
Thursday: Lord of the Rings - The Two Towers (with brother)
Friday : Lord of the Rings - The Return of the King (with brother)
Today: Pandorum
And then I was on Friday also with national team at the Christmas market. But somehow we did not really stroll to comfortable because we had to tell us just too much. Since mn respects not particularly to its environment. Have bought a punch and are to Danch Nati. And there we have continued to talk. And meanwhile telephoned Rouven. And then I went to after dinner at home. And in the evening ... So in the middle of viewing a film called Hanna. And now I'm going in March to the 30 Seconds to Mars concert in Hamburg. I can squeal with delight. I'll have to learn the entire song!
And today I was wachgeklingelt Inger. And we have fine talk on the phone.
So, that's it. My will is fulfilled.
And again we come to the weekend. My cat sucks just a bit by crawling in front of my face and looking for a Wärmkissen. The music that I had been forced during the day in the form of an earwig is unwound in a loop.
I have now bathed and read to read 1984th Just before I dozed off and the Book could be dropped into the tub, I put aside and so it dozing in the tub. I was completely awake only when the water was too cold. I realize that it is not just sensible to sleep in a bathtub, but what can you do. Until now I could keep my instincts and the will to survive from drowning. I can not help it that it can be as relaxing in the water rumzuliegen.
The work has its advantages. I got some things for my future apartment paid. I was allowed to gather together from old, flea market items left there my kitchen. Fine fine. We have again saved a little money. Otherwise, I've made up my
daily to see at least a movie to work up gaps. And so far it works quite well.
Monday: Journey to the Center of the Earth (with brother)
Tuesday: Death Race (with brother)
Wednesday: Lord of the Rings - The Fellowship (with brother)
Thursday: Lord of the Rings - The Two Towers (with brother)
Friday : Lord of the Rings - The Return of the King (with brother)
Today: Pandorum
And then I was on Friday also with national team at the Christmas market. But somehow we did not really stroll to comfortable because we had to tell us just too much. Since mn respects not particularly to its environment. Have bought a punch and are to Danch Nati. And there we have continued to talk. And meanwhile telephoned Rouven. And then I went to after dinner at home. And in the evening ... So in the middle of viewing a film called Hanna. And now I'm going in March to the 30 Seconds to Mars concert in Hamburg. I can squeal with delight. I'll have to learn the entire song!
And today I was wachgeklingelt Inger. And we have fine talk on the phone.
So, that's it. My will is fulfilled.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
How To Suck The Nipples For Husbands
the Archdemon is slain! ~ (Again) is the exciting
I do not wish to talk about it, but it OCCURS tu me, that I might actually speak like some of the fellow heroes. While writing, there is this tiny voice in my head saying the things I'm about to write. Nevermind, yes? I just need to calm myself quickly. Not so hard if you're about to watch a movie.
So, to come to the point. The second run went well. It was fun playing Lilu, althought it wasn't as thrilling as with Emma. I suppose that's the magic of the first time playing a new game. Without even noticing it your personality binds to the character and is experiencing the adventure more intense. The next time you play it it's just another character. It's not the same.
Slowly Zevran is leaving my head. Which means that he doesn't talk to me anymore. So I'm free. No... not good. I just don't know what to say now. I need help! Quickly!
Why am I writing english at all? I'm not sure myself. Tis the magic of speech. The language stays the same while the words you choose and your accent change. It determines the way you will see someone and be seen by others. It has a big influence on us all and depends on your experiences in the past. Bah! I need to focus.
Maybe i shouldn't watch the film at all. It would be nice to get a nice nap once in a while. But what about my priorities?
I think it's about time to clean my room. It got quite shady in the last weeks.
Tomorrow sounds fine. After work. Fine.
The third run will have to wait. At least the after-game-trauma's gone. No bad dreams at all...
Wait! I experienced a terrible nightmare today! I really got scared, which happens not so often. The dream started somewhere i cannot recall. I was traveling with some companions; I suppose characters from Dragon Age (seems like my mind was trying to get along with all this playing in the last few days). So, at some point I was alone on a field; somewhere in the pampa. The scenery remembered me of one of this forgotten cities with mad, religious fanatic people in it. So I walk through this field, but cannot go further. I had to guard something, I'm not sure about it. And then I see this strange man coming closer as he sees that I am alone. Smirking like a madman. And as he came closer and closer I got really scared, because I knew that he wanted to rape me! Not that I let this happen.
I tried to run from him but i was somewhat slowly moving forward. To be exact a was going backwards, because I don't wanted to be backstabbed by some crazy freak.
And as I escaped I got into some crazy Bandit hideout with many crazy and dangerous people in it. And there was also a guard, a good man who was kept held by these people. In the past he was the only survivor of some kind of ambush. And there was much regret in his heart because he coudn't help his friends on that day. So these bandits didn't kill him but made him stay at their place so they could mock him all the time. He was seriously injured when I saw him the first time. But this wasn't as scary as the sad look in his eyes. These eyes were the worst part of this nightmare. I'm incapable to bear so much despair, regret, pain and loneliness. I woudn't give a good hero.
I do not wish to talk about it, but it OCCURS tu me, that I might actually speak like some of the fellow heroes. While writing, there is this tiny voice in my head saying the things I'm about to write. Nevermind, yes? I just need to calm myself quickly. Not so hard if you're about to watch a movie.
So, to come to the point. The second run went well. It was fun playing Lilu, althought it wasn't as thrilling as with Emma. I suppose that's the magic of the first time playing a new game. Without even noticing it your personality binds to the character and is experiencing the adventure more intense. The next time you play it it's just another character. It's not the same.
Slowly Zevran is leaving my head. Which means that he doesn't talk to me anymore. So I'm free. No... not good. I just don't know what to say now. I need help! Quickly!
Why am I writing english at all? I'm not sure myself. Tis the magic of speech. The language stays the same while the words you choose and your accent change. It determines the way you will see someone and be seen by others. It has a big influence on us all and depends on your experiences in the past. Bah! I need to focus.
Maybe i shouldn't watch the film at all. It would be nice to get a nice nap once in a while. But what about my priorities?
I think it's about time to clean my room. It got quite shady in the last weeks.
Tomorrow sounds fine. After work. Fine.
The third run will have to wait. At least the after-game-trauma's gone. No bad dreams at all...
Wait! I experienced a terrible nightmare today! I really got scared, which happens not so often. The dream started somewhere i cannot recall. I was traveling with some companions; I suppose characters from Dragon Age (seems like my mind was trying to get along with all this playing in the last few days). So, at some point I was alone on a field; somewhere in the pampa. The scenery remembered me of one of this forgotten cities with mad, religious fanatic people in it. So I walk through this field, but cannot go further. I had to guard something, I'm not sure about it. And then I see this strange man coming closer as he sees that I am alone. Smirking like a madman. And as he came closer and closer I got really scared, because I knew that he wanted to rape me! Not that I let this happen.
I tried to run from him but i was somewhat slowly moving forward. To be exact a was going backwards, because I don't wanted to be backstabbed by some crazy freak.
And as I escaped I got into some crazy Bandit hideout with many crazy and dangerous people in it. And there was also a guard, a good man who was kept held by these people. In the past he was the only survivor of some kind of ambush. And there was much regret in his heart because he coudn't help his friends on that day. So these bandits didn't kill him but made him stay at their place so they could mock him all the time. He was seriously injured when I saw him the first time. But this wasn't as scary as the sad look in his eyes. These eyes were the worst part of this nightmare. I'm incapable to bear so much despair, regret, pain and loneliness. I woudn't give a good hero.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Store To Get Fake Contacts
Uiiiii geheeen during working hours to secretly online
Zeit. Faszinierendes Ding. Ich glaub ich hab in den letzten Wochen mein Gefühl dafür verloren. Life just moves along. On the one hand, it has not come to the feeling on the spot and stand in the same place. And suddenly you realize how much has actually happened. And that is for various reasons just did not do his routine to pursue to some extent self-created duties.
I was from Sunday to Wednesday at Rouven in Kassel. Although it was initially not planned, it worked this adventure to organize short-term. And of course it has paid off. Although we had not seen already quite a while, you do not feel this separation in the reunion. It was almost as if we just there on with it where we left off. No goodbye tears, no unpleasant strangeness. It was just beautiful.
Rouven wanted to prove during this period by all means, but what is a beautiful city of Kassel. He told me nothing but stories about the city, its history, showed various places. We were even in one of the museums where I could marvel at ancient statues and paintings by Rembrandt, Rubens and other painters. I also liked it! I'll show may not always be so open, but I'm interested in art and everything. You never stop learning. And I think that we have seen some things already have. At least if you have the chance.
course, we have seen not only art and allow us to cultivate. On Monday, we both shop at City Point. All day long (so the 5-6 hours) I am without question Rouven be put in different outfits. I even have some photos of the strangest creations. Thus we have found, for example, that I know the kitschy Peggy Bundy style would be funny enough. Which does not mean that I will use these strengths.
The end result was that I bought a skirt, in which my butt, according Rouven like the looks of J Lo. A gray pencil skirt. Schick. Can I use because I normally never wear skirts. And until I moved out, I want to collect some clothes I have.
And on Tuesday we went to the cinema and have seen two movies in a row. Only the desert flower, then orphan - orphan child. Thereafter, our nerves were just blank. No wonder.
The return trip to Kassel and ran back the way pretty easily. I was nervous and had no reason concerns. Well, it was finally my first train trip alone. Not that I would have not previously thought possible. But otherwise took the chance always people who wanted to go in the same direction as me.
I've also noticed that I'm still a sucker for RPG's. And this time I've picked me one with over 100 hours of gameplay. Dragon Age Origins is great. I can only recommend it. But not for people who have problems to continue the game to return to the actual reality. The game is one of the reasons why I am not in the last few days really come online. I will get through it first. But it just takes. And I have no idea when it will be over. Today after work I will again sit down and keep playing. My brother is due to my limited way, because I have a game console is constantly stressful for me. But fortunately it looks like to me in how I kill monsters, secrets detection or love stories to emerge. Hach how nice.
And I still can say one thing: it's a completely different feeling when you live with the idea of speedy student to be. If you go to a university and meet students. When one is faced with a challenge and realize that you could have the opportunities to achieve desired goal. I still have difficulties with my bitch. But the chance it has in the meantime encourage you once again to act given. I still have time.
Memo to me: do not forget to delete the text file from the desktop again.
Otherwise: one of your colleagues will be able to read this post. Not necessarily advantageous.
specifically for Nami: Karos Who's Who
Coco aka Azriel: long-time friend who currently lives in Würzburg and as a training Bä ; ckerin
Lej makes Bulmas alias: long-time friend who has lived longer in Würzburg, and currently makes her Fachhochschulreife
Rouven: former classmates from the VLG (Vincent Lübeck Gymnasium), and we get along very well. Small gossip aunt but a very good, helpful friend.
Inger: former classmate ausm VLG, DBZ and manga fan in general, have seen many a crazy adventure (have rotated among other things, a joint invitation video for our jointly celebrated birthday and some other videos), lives currently in the Sauerland and is training as an optician
Hanna: former classmate ausm VLG, has a tendency to the dark, Vampirfan writes, happy, has a story called "Luc", currently making a six-month internship at a small magazine publisher
Elsa former Mitschü lerin ausm VLG, rather, the mathematician and biologist, is studying in Hamburg
Nati: Rouven best friend (the second is Hannah), a crazy girl, a good friend, write on with it together for about 2 years a Book (fears)
Daria: former best friend from Poland, I was recently unexpectedly by email written, see if the contact has
Micha and Seba: my brothers
Snoopy and Yumi: my cats
more descriptions on request!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Grecian Formula Chest Hair
in matching outfits ~
It is amazing. What? No idea!
Since there is an effort trying to find a job, accepted a one-euro job, does his best. And then people think you are a criminal worker who was forced to work here. Is to put it to? At least, went the good grandfather, who arrived today on a visit from them. Do I look about, like a felon?
belongings today include old typewriters may dust. Wonderful pieces. I'm sure me over an hour with the things busy because I was just great. Most of all I would have one or the other simply copy tucked under his arm, and would thus gelatscht home. I'm holding a weakness for old, sturdy typewriters. Perhaps my grandfather was indeed the reason for a criminal. Because he saw the dangerous glint in my eyes.
Otherwise I was able to paste flyers. Wonderful monotonous work.
I've decided to work as a personal communication challenge to see. It's almost amazing the different types of people and speaking to analyze. It all goes to the process of elimination. The topics that can be used for communication are left, and we engaged in conversation. Each person specializes but to a very specific area of expertise. Some talk about their family, others just complain. Others still talk about technology and love to teach their fellow human beings. And then there are the gnats who feel just the constant urge to speak out about their environment. When would be a minute silence his own death.
Today he called Rouven
evening. Perhaps this will indeed still do with the meeting in Kassel, Germany. At least then I could attend this event on 11-th. And a little distance would do well sure. To return to think clearly can.
Memo to me: Place the next time any board on your bed as if you beachsichtigst shortly to rush with full force on the mattress and this entlangzuschlittern. Your knees will be grateful to you.
Song Tip of the Day: 30 Seconds to Mars - This is War
A matching game therefore I should also serving: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmYfRt-hGpI&feature = player_embedded
It is amazing. What? No idea!
Since there is an effort trying to find a job, accepted a one-euro job, does his best. And then people think you are a criminal worker who was forced to work here. Is to put it to? At least, went the good grandfather, who arrived today on a visit from them. Do I look about, like a felon?
belongings today include old typewriters may dust. Wonderful pieces. I'm sure me over an hour with the things busy because I was just great. Most of all I would have one or the other simply copy tucked under his arm, and would thus gelatscht home. I'm holding a weakness for old, sturdy typewriters. Perhaps my grandfather was indeed the reason for a criminal. Because he saw the dangerous glint in my eyes.
Otherwise I was able to paste flyers. Wonderful monotonous work.
I've decided to work as a personal communication challenge to see. It's almost amazing the different types of people and speaking to analyze. It all goes to the process of elimination. The topics that can be used for communication are left, and we engaged in conversation. Each person specializes but to a very specific area of expertise. Some talk about their family, others just complain. Others still talk about technology and love to teach their fellow human beings. And then there are the gnats who feel just the constant urge to speak out about their environment. When would be a minute silence his own death.
Today he called Rouven
evening. Perhaps this will indeed still do with the meeting in Kassel, Germany. At least then I could attend this event on 11-th. And a little distance would do well sure. To return to think clearly can.
Memo to me: Place the next time any board on your bed as if you beachsichtigst shortly to rush with full force on the mattress and this entlangzuschlittern. Your knees will be grateful to you.
Song Tip of the Day: 30 Seconds to Mars - This is War
A matching game therefore I should also serving: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmYfRt-hGpI&feature = player_embedded
Monday, November 2, 2009
Motorhome Carpet Installation
Another piece of Experience ~
hotel, restaurant, small store, food aid, household, shelter, tent hire ... now even office assistant in a museum. Actually, I always thought I had too little work experience. But now it has already accumulated a lot. Even if all this is not directly to do with my future vision, it has yet I can in some ways mature. The only negative is the recurring realization of social incompetence. It calls are not all that difficult!
I now work 5 days a week ie every 6 hours and thereby earn about 1.30 € per hour. But at least the working atmosphere is pleasant!
Have I missed quite
. The application forms can I download only from the 15 th. Must consider whether I on 11 th but not go down to Kassel to attend this session event. At least it would be wrong not to learn to make what I would have to be accepted to a university.
The nerve fibers are still left. Itching to hinder the freedom of movement and are generally tough to endure. Miserable foreign body. Tomorrow they pull you out again! That's right! Morning after working here for the Doc, who will make out the threads. Let's hope that I will "F" and "W" can express easily. A speech impediment would be the last thing I could use right now.
Memo to me: Eat more beaver!
For the non-interpretive: not panic. Who the Hamptons does not know can not understand it!
Series Tip of the Day: Odwróceni
hotel, restaurant, small store, food aid, household, shelter, tent hire ... now even office assistant in a museum. Actually, I always thought I had too little work experience. But now it has already accumulated a lot. Even if all this is not directly to do with my future vision, it has yet I can in some ways mature. The only negative is the recurring realization of social incompetence. It calls are not all that difficult!
I now work 5 days a week ie every 6 hours and thereby earn about 1.30 € per hour. But at least the working atmosphere is pleasant!
Have I missed quite
. The application forms can I download only from the 15 th. Must consider whether I on 11 th but not go down to Kassel to attend this session event. At least it would be wrong not to learn to make what I would have to be accepted to a university.
The nerve fibers are still left. Itching to hinder the freedom of movement and are generally tough to endure. Miserable foreign body. Tomorrow they pull you out again! That's right! Morning after working here for the Doc, who will make out the threads. Let's hope that I will "F" and "W" can express easily. A speech impediment would be the last thing I could use right now.
Memo to me: Eat more beaver!
For the non-interpretive: not panic. Who the Hamptons does not know can not understand it!
Series Tip of the Day: Odwróceni
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