Of Dreams, Wishes & Reality

Nordisch by nature

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 11:21:52 GMT

It has to be said! I have to shout it out! I am Nordisch by nature and proud! *grin*

I rediscovered our hymn from Hamburg and it made me remember I am still a "norddeutsche dirn" and proud to be one. We used to sing it all the time. I think there are few from the area who don't know it and danced to this song.
I seriously miss the good fishcakes and Nordsee...the best fastfood chain for fish sandwiches.
Who can understand what its like to feel home in Hamburg with the sea spray right beside you when you walk along? Where the land is simply flat? I say it broadens the horizon!
And it means you can get the tea boiling on time when you see your neigbour making his way over to see you in the morning. ;)
An accent which rules and let's the other folks stare at us in wonder! It differs from town to town, but we all speak some platt deutsch. Snak ma platt mien jung!

band: Fettes Brot - song: Nordisch by nature!
That's how to speak German! *grin*

*sings aloud*
You got a cool song like this? When Hiphop still had a level of intelligence...

New account for writing see Nervonna

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 19:01:18 GMT

Hi!
I have decided to shift my writing to a new account. If you want to read my stuff and want to give me some prompts for new stories or drabbles feel free to do so. Or just come over and have a read. If you have the time feedback is also appreciated. I am trying to learn after all. ^^;

My new pen name is: nervonna
Would love to see you folks there!

Also: All the drabbles coming from the prompting post I just made the other day (my previous entry) will be posted at nervonna's lj as well. Will let people know when stuff is up there of course in case you miss this message.

Thanks!

And don't worry: I will keep this account for my life and what is going on otherwise, so feel free to watch both and reply to both. :)

All the best!

Because I love fanfiction!

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 09:34:18 GMT

Because who seriously turns down a drabble from Ravyn? Like, crazy people. hehe...Sadly I will only read what other's requested, but I like this idea.

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of ANY pairing/character of their choosing (of ANY fandom) from me (with a prompt, if it pleases you to give me one). In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.

Obviously some prompts are going to work much better than others. If you pick some random fandom that makes me blank out it might take longer...would need to do some reading up in that case too.

Will work on this when I find the time. I know, I run around too much at the moment, but I want to get back into writing, so what better way? =)

Things

Mon, 27 Jul 2009 16:32:41 GMT

As things are they usually weren't before or if they were maybe we never noticed them in the first place warranting us to say that they seem to have changed when they haven't in reality.
Life is a lot like that I think sometimes.

I came up with a lot of strange thoughts today and maybe sometime someday I can share a few. Right now I think that you my dear reader might get the wrong idea since I have no time to explore the little bits of thought any further. It is therefore more a sign of my laziness that I shall not jot them down rather than a sign of distrust in your abilities.

For a fact I can say I just cooked up the first batch of Rote Gruetze (don't know of an appropriate English name for this fruity pudding) which is traditionally associated with the North of Germany and while it is slowly cooling down in the kitchen I wonder if I did everything right and it will turn out to be tasty and firm up properly. I used cherries, strawberries, red currants and raspberries. My grandmother makes the best one in my opinion and one day I want to be as good as she is. I miss her a lot, but hopefully I can see her soon. ^_^

Ja ne

Cake from a dear one and a Yes that changed the world

Wed, 22 Apr 2009 09:25:11 GMT

Hey!

First of all the most important news:

Holly baked me a cake!! I am so happy. ^_^ And even flapjacks. Thanks dear!! And you should have knocked on the door, I would have been back by than... *cuddles into oblivion* Breakfast!!! And they are gorgeous! We have to both bake more often, ne? How did you know I love flapjacks so much? ^^ And I want the recipe for the cake! *g*
Shame I only got the text this morning....*grumbles* would have called straight back otherwise. And only found the cake just now too. XD

Now for the second most important news of the day:

I got accepted!!! YAY!!! I will start my PhD at Royal Holloway in October, so prepare to have me back!

Also: Gotta go back to work today, so I am unlikely to update till Friday. Let's all hope I can stay away from ponds for that long. ;) At least from the falling part.

Enjoy the sunshine!! ^_^

Music for the soul

Sun, 19 Apr 2009 13:07:28 GMT

Here is now the second entry with loads of happy news to make folks smile!

Music tips first:

Ayumi Hamasaki's new album is out there! "Next Level" is absolutely amazing and every song a treat. Very upbeat and cheerful it also brings along a few calmer songs like "curtain call" and "days". Give it a go!

Nujabes: Now here is a musician who has made his mark with relaxing jazz, chillout and slight bit of hiphop. The japanese artist has made music for the anime series Samurai Champloo, but has so much more to offer. Just type his name into youtube and give his works a go. ^_^ I myself am just listening to his Aruarian Dance and now Horizon. Loving it! And good for working next to as well.

News:
My brother Boris is having a child!! Well...with his girl Steffi ;) he is not suitable for pregancy really.And it will be there at the beginning of May with a wedding following the little one's birth in July. Yay!! So excited to see the two of them grow closer and have a family.

I love baking!! and I am trying loads out, so if you have stuff I should give a go let me know! Today it will be brownie cheesecake. ^^ I want to try my hand in more complicated stuff sometime as well. Rachel has just shown me the most amazing books and I want to get so much better! ^_^
I can recommend the cookies and cupcake books from Marks and Spencer btw. 3.50pounds each they really are great to work with (Janina and Nick can agree with that whole-heartedly). No, this is not advertising week, but some people have asked me about what books I use at the moment.

I have an interview on Tuesday!!! Dr Stead has been advertising a PhD at Royal Holloway with the topic "improving yield and quality of fruit and leafy vegetables via use of soil mycorrhizae". I am so excited!!! I really want this project. It would start in October for four years and it is funded. I love the topic and I would get to work with plants! ^_^
So nervous...so so nervous XD

World of Warcraft has become a source of relaxation for me. Nick hast just started playing with Janina and I really love playing with Tez and good friends. Dark Destiny rules!! Our guild is simply great. We had a guild meet in February and it was loads of fun.

Something I had to stop for work, but still was great: Boardgames evenings!! Should be done more often with friends. ^_^

Also: Skip Beat anime is out on crunchyroll.com in high quality now. I love the anime! I still love the manga more ;), but it is a well done adaptation for the first few chapters and keeps quite close to the book. Give it a go!

Have a hug guys!! And enjoy the sunshine!!

Faun - Rad

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 00:44:19 GMT

Let me introduce you to the first song on Faun's new Album: Totem. This band is absolutely amazing. I have just discovered them recently, but if you like Medieval music and texts, a bit of goth and mythic atmosphere I think you will love them. They sing a lot German stuff, but also in Gaelic, etc...whatever muse kisses them. All of their texts have meaning and I feel comfortable listening to them. If anyone wants to listen in on the new album to get an idea please note me and I am happy to share. :)

Intro to Totem: Text and translation of "Rad" (Wheel)

RAD

music: FAUN
text: O:S:TYR

tritt in den kreis zu mir
ein neuer tag ist hier
dein herz bricht
dein herz sticht
ein neuer tag
ein neues licht
dreh dich nicht um wenn du nicht willst das
man dich sieht
die schlacht verloren
nicht den mut
ein neuer tag
ein alter krieg

tritt in den kreis zu mir
gegen den
strom der zeit
kleiner schritt
letzte angst
ein neuer tag
ist nicht mehr weit
erinner dich
hoffnung kam
hoffnung zog weiter
ein altes spiel
erinner dich
ein alter weg
ein neues ziel

alter weg
neues ziel
fallen um zu fliegen
neuer tag
alter krieg
verlieren um zu siegen

Translation:
Wheel

Step into the circle with me
a new day is here
your heart breaks
your heart pains
a new day
a new light
do not turn
around if you
do not want
to be seen
a battle lost
not the courage
a new day
an old war

step into the circle with me
against the flow of time
a small step
the last fear
a new day is not that far away
remember
hope came
hope passed by
an old game
remember
an old path
a new goal

an old path
a new goal
falling to fly again
new day
old war
losing to gain victory

If you like this I can put more stuff and texts with translation up here.

Take care!

Sat, 06 Oct 2007 01:17:56 GMT

She stood up to watch him walk. His broad shoulders told nothing of the weight he had to carry as he went away. Who knew if he might return? And as she stood the wind caught up with her hair and the tree started to cry. He left to bring back home the ones that were taken by the foreign folk...
It had been a moonless night. The prayers had not kept them away as their flames had burned down so many homes and killed so many of her sisters and elders. Her brother had been taken and her anger had been endless, yet the only thing she could do was beg her love not to go after them in fear of losing more than she could ever bear.
His silhouette was growing thin and the path along the cliff took him away. Would this be the end? Not seeing him nor her brother? The stories of the foreign folk killing ruthlessly, only keeping young women for their pleasure gave her little hope of her brother's survival. Yet, Odwin had decided to go for her sake. He was determined to reunite the two and if it cost his life, the price she feared she would have to pay now as well. Stupid man.
How could one moment bring so much pain into the hearts of people? Yesterday she had been running along these fields a free woman, promised to Odwin, laughing and dancing. Today she was broken and turned into an old woman with nothing left but hope and fear. Life was truly a mystery to her, as was her god. How? Why? It wasn't fair. Now only did she notice the tears flowing down her face touching the hair the wind had thrown into her face, binding it to her face like golden threads. She would have to wait as was the custom. She was too weak to help...too weak to save what was dear to her. How could she live with this knowledge? She had always been proud of her wit and strength compared to other women and even a few men, but now she was as helpless as a child and she hated it. The hatred pulled at her and brought ideas to mind she knew could mean her death, yet she dared not interfere with her thoughts as they raged. To go after her man and brother to save at least one...somehow. The sensation of her heart filling her ears with the rush of blood made her blind to the doubts and logic and only determination remained.
They would regret taking her life away...for all her loved ones sake she would turn the back to her people and become herself a different person. No weakness was left in her eyes as she set forth to prepare for her own war.

Good luck with the exams

Thu, 10 May 2007 17:14:06 GMT

Time to say it:

Sure, most of you have already had some like me, but I hope they went well and even better than you expected!

And for the ones to come: All the best of luck guys, I know you can do it!! ^_^
Take some time for yourself between studying and believe in what you know. I am sure you will be just fine.
And please get some sleep! Even I am doing that on a regular basis at the moment. ;)

Paralysed 1 - the flight begins

Sun, 29 Oct 2006 02:14:10 GMT

"She just went on riding. Her horse was sweating and on the brink of complete exhaustion, but she hurried it on. She was sick of it. Tired of everything that kept following her. That had chased her out of the city. Oh, she would take her revenge on him and it would be sweet on her tongue. For now, she ran. She rode with all the strength her horse possessed.
No idea how long, no idea how far. Any direction was fine as long as it led towards the plains.
Farther away from "home". She had always wondered what lay beyond those borders, now she was going to find out.
Her horse was slowing. She would have to stop. The moon was still high up in the sky. So big as if trying to either illuminate darkness or to swallow the world. Either was fine with her. It would not matter a single bit. She had lost it.
She stopped on a hill. It was of pale silver as the grass bathed in the moonlight. Her horse was grateful as she finally climbed of it gracefully. All her life she had wanted to become a rider in the king's service, now she was an outlaw instead, but at least now the world obeyed her orders, she decided.
She gave the horse some water and let it run free, sure of its return when she would need it.
It's name was something she had decided when she tamed him long ago on the farm of Loring. The farmer had let her pick a horse as he realized the seed of talent she possessed. He had always taken care of her when she was little. It seemed to her like an eternity and not like a few weeks ago. She sighed silently as the memory passed her by.
She had picked him out immediately. Spotted his night black fur with its blue gleam in the light. Had wanted it, but was warned to back off by the farmer. Loring did think that even for her such an outsider was too much too handle. She proved him wrong. One outsider found another...both with their own set of rules that worked perfectly alongside each other. He was all that she had taken from that place apart from a bottle of water. Nothing else. The saddlebags were empty.
Just two more things...her sword to protect herself and a bow to hunt. With her young age she saw herself as old enough for life.
She sat down on the damp grass. There would be fog rising in the morning, but for now, that was still a few hours away. The hill had a single tree on it. How fortunate. A place to lean onto for rest and a wide view to spot people from afar.
She would stay awake, she promised herself. Would not sleep till she told her body so, but as she sat there comfortably her mind wondered of and her body grew heavy on her. Life caught up with the girl, who had in her mind turned into a woman over night and life took her to sleep to rest her shattered soul and give her strength instead."

Why did she run? What is her name? Who is he that made her leave a life of safety and a brilliant future? Why revenge? How old is she? What will she dream? oh and all will be revealed in the next part. Want to read it? Feedback please.

Oh and also: This story is for pure fun and not based on my feelings for a change.
Hope you like it. ^_^

Thunderstorm

Mon, 19 Jun 2006 14:46:47 GMT

It is raining outside. The thunder is rolling and the green is intensified by a thousand times. I love the rain. I wanna go for a walk and enjoy its feeling on my skin, yet I am not allowed.
I went outside looking into the sky and enjoying the feeling on my hands and the droplets down my face. It feels mystic.

As you can now guess i arrived safely. A lot to say about the journey, but I have to say I will enjoy the rain some more first.

See you guys later. ^_^

Flight

Mon, 29 May 2006 01:29:40 GMT

"It is a bird sitting on a balcony. The balcony is made of marble and shines in warm pastel colours in the afternoon sun. It is a lovely bird. its feathers are the colour of the forest and its eyes are so black, they seem to mirror the world. Some feathers are blue and brown and they glisten in the sun like they were made of crystal. It perches on the balcony and waits. Patiently waits, till an invisible signal makes it fly.
And it spreads the wings, lets go, falls from the balcony into the breeze and up into the sunlight it travels. Ah, the eyes go blind as it soars into the sunlight. The sky is blue, but the orange promise of a beautiful sunset is already present. A light breeze makes it easy to relax and the bird enjoys the height, flying higher and higher, till the world becomes one great picture. It seems to search for something and than starts of into the west, towards the sun.
The moon has come up to greet her sister and holds a quiet conversation as the sun starts to glow lovingly back at her, giving all living things a warm and gentle evening.
The bird flies further, over a lake with an angler waiting patiently for his prey. Possibly asleep as his equipment has lost its tension and glides from his hand as a fish goes into the net. There, he jumps up surprised and pulls. What a fine fish it is. That will make a good dinner. Maybe roasted with herbs on a grill in this warm weather. in a garden lit by candles. His wife will be proud. The bird hears the thoughts, but does not halt.
The bird crosses a wood and listens to his companions sing and argue as they fight for their lovers and their territories. he smiles, knowing his girl is right at home. No need to lose his voice quarreling. His voice is for her only. The trees become rarer...and on he goes over the field. Deer has dared to graze now and the young ones play on the field. Further he goes as the sun sets. Faster, a little faster to be there in the perfect moment.
He reaches the cliff. A few trees line it and the ground is covered in flowers. The bees have gone to sleep and the flowers are about to close their blossoms for the day. not yet, they are still open. Beyond here there is only sea and the sun.
And there she is. In their home, waiting for him. Her pretty plumage the colour of the forest, her eyes of such a wonderful black no others could be that lovable. He goes down and greets her. And their beaks touch. Than he looks into the sunset. A last check. Perfect. He starts to sing and his voice calls forth rainbows, flowers and the sun. All for her. He does not need to argue with this voice, he can sing to her right here.
What they do not notice is a couple. Two humans. One male and one female are seated at the cliff. Their feet dangling over it. They are watching the sunset. Quietly. In awe. They enjoy the light, the flowers and the song of a rare bird they will never know the name of. She bends towards him and puts her head on his shoulder. He smiles and puts his arm around her, pulling her close. She smiles and she knows: One day, this dream will come true."

Leben und Leben lassen

Sun, 28 May 2006 01:48:27 GMT

"A smile. One single smile destroyed the world as if a thousand spears had torn it to pieces. There she hung nailed and bound to a cross, her arms and body torn from the metal strings covering her. The blood had coloured her dress in red. Forming blossoms which drained her life while they grew taller. No flower should be this cruel. No flower should bring beauty while giving out death. I tried to reach her, but the distance did not vanish. Her eyes , their crystal colour, her light and laughter I always cherished. It was gone. They started to go dull, no reflection brightening the blood smeared face of hers.
Just silent tears joining her and me in grief as I hopelessly broke down and screamed. Why her? Wasn't it me who was to choose and be sacrificed for this world? why her? My only friend and...my love.
Never admitted, I wanted to tell her. I wanted to hold her and make her laugh.
Now the metal strings carried her blood and let it built a pool of eternal sadness on the bottom of her prison.
I got up, stumbled, fell and got up again. I had to reach her. Not give up hope. Not let things end like this. It was not fair. Destiny was not fair! It could be changed. It had to be. Not her death. no, not hers. Gods, do not take this world from me. What matters apart from her? I took on my fate to see her smile and now? What did I bring her but death in pain. Distant laughter from the one who put her their. Blurring out as I watched her hair tainted by blood hang on her nearly lifeless shoulders. Still I could not get closer to her. A shadow emerged bubbling senseless words of darkness and pain, but I am only able to concentrate on her. On her eyes, that do not see me run.
All of a sudden her body moves its last shaking move. The agony is too much, as the shadow throws the sword into her body, giving her peace,but causing us both eternal pain. I am there, as the strings come lose, as she falls to the ground. I catch her. How, I do not know, as tears have long since blurred my vision. Is she dead? No, there is life, her eyes. She looks at me. The blood is everywhere, but in this moment, I believe I can safe her. She is alive and looks into my eyes. Her hand. shaky, but steady moves and smears blood onto my cheek as she strokes it. She smiles. A shadow of a smile, and yet, it is hers. "Destiny is not set in stone. Always remember, you can change your own fate" A voice so distant and hoarse, it can't be hers. I nearly miss it, but catch her breath as I move close.
she closes her eyes, still smiling a tear loosens itself and washes the blood of her cheek. Her hand...it glides back down to her body and she rests. She enters the eternal sleep, I can not wake her from. Glides from my grasp, though I hold her tight. Her smile pierces my world, and it shatters. The only thing I wanted to protect dead and gone. nothing left. How cruel...how cruel is the wheel of destiny. And as she sleeps I break down and scream, but even that...is unable to reach her."

-based on a scene from X by clamp, rest imagination

The choices we make in life. Cause pain, and sometimes it is a pain we are unable to bear. Just remember, it will always be our destiny of which we choose the path even in this moment of eternal pain. Never alone.

The fish and the angel

Mon, 22 May 2006 03:25:27 GMT

I felt like writing this. Might edit it at some point as this is the first version I just came up with. Please leave a comment if you read it.
Thank you
I know my mind is strange...^^°

In the million seas of the world there is plenty of fish to be found. One, they say, looks like another and none is unique in this swirl wind of bodies, but it is because people do not open their eyes.
Anyone who has truly looked at the sea and swam through its waters discovers the diversity and meets beings as unique as the own self.
This is the story of a being who was neither fish nor human, but a mermaid. In itself a being of no existence and a fairy tale. A tale of wind flowing in hair and light sparkling on the scales. Ah what beauty in itself. How did this being come to pass? How did it enter this realm of ours?
It was because of a simple love which changed a fate of two beings never meant for each other.

The fish was different to his companions as it loved to swim near the surface, the area of danger. Declaring that if it had to die it at least wanted to see the surface.
So it kept swimming around and enjoyed the sunset like every evening when something crashed into the sea. Shocked it dived down towards the ground, but while swimming curiosity, which has killed more than one of its kind, took over and she turned around. And there it was. An angelic being sinking. the wings seared by the sun. Ah what beauty even in despair. As its hair flowed around the body the fish was still staring at it. Than she caught herself and swam like an eagle does fly. It caught the sinking and pushed. Oh, the body was heavy and great, but the fish's determination and flaming love was greater.
She pushed and moved the body towards the shore. She knew the dangers, but dared not to stop as her beloved angel needed air and rest. Where did that love come from she did not know nor care and
so she brought him to the shore. Till he lay safely on a stone. The fish was barely covered with water and breathing was heard or was it because of her heart pounding so loud and fast that the breathing could not keep up?
What a face. The blond hair shimmering red and golden in the sunset illuminating a face of beauty. He must have had an accident, she thought. And than he started breathing. Coughing up water his body shook till it was alive. His wings had disappeared into his body, as they were made of feathers made of the soul. Visible as needed when one knows how to weave them.
Our fish moved back as not to shock the angel as she thought herself hideous, but in that moment wanted nothing more as to be with that angel as an equal to help him stand. It was the first time she felt the sweet pain called love and she was well surprised. She knew she should leave, he was fine and would not ever look back at her, but she wanted to see the last glimpses of droplets on his skin.
There he lay, resting his head. Recovering his strength with each moment in the sun and new moon.
And than she started without thinking. She began to sing. All her feelings expressed by her voice. She might have been a fish, but her voice was the power of dreams. She started moving back towards the water of the seas and sang towards the angel of her love which was never required and endless as the sea. Of the sun who she would always thank for sending her the glimpse of an angel and of its soul clearer than the sky.
The angel moved, unnoticed by the fish which had closed the eyes to sing with all her might and as she opened them two green eyes looked into her grey ones. She went quiet and tried to flee, but the angel caught her and held her close.
"Wait" He said with his heavenly voice "stay still. I heard your voice. Please stay and let me listen some more" The fish was surprised and went still in the embrace of the one she loved. Had he spoken with her? Had he? Hope, unwanted and declared hopeless, came into her heart. "but you have just woken up. I can not take more of your time. You must return to the heavens!"
"Ah, but your voice woke me and I have never known such a song. Let me listen and maybe join. Than I will return back home." They did not ask what happened they did not speak why things came to pass. they sat and looked at each other and started singing. A duet of an angel and a fish.
And in that moment when their voices touched, so did their souls. A touch so brief no human will even hope to notice, but the impact was eternal. An angel and a fish had fallen in love.
The saddest part of it all is the eternal sadness with which their song was filled. Oh bittersweet love...you can fill the hearts, but you can not join two, who are not meant to be in the same sky.
So their song was bound to stop with the return of the angel and the fish to their own worlds, but god took mercy and did not interfere. So they kept singing and on they went joining their souls to one being. And all over the ocean and all across the heaven it was heard and they all listened.
Than. At dawn, the singing stopped and an comfortable silence took its place.
The fish and the angel were gone. Nothing remained of their bodies as their souls joined to travel eternity in the skies. The only prove of their love lay on the shore. An egg, made of crystal. in it a being, neither fish, nor angel. With hair so white, skin so fair and tail of a fish.
All angels and fish came to visit this egg as it grew and bore forth a being with the most wonderful voice ever heard. A voice full of bittersweet love and beauty and eyes, the colour of the sea. A green with a hint of grey...
Ah, I love to listen to her voice at dawn. Can you hear it?

Easter!!

Sun, 16 Apr 2006 12:22:34 GMT

Happy Easter!!
I hope you are all enjoying the taste of chocolate eggs and that the eggs were not too hard to find. ;)
I'm sitting here wearing my apron (hope the word is correct) 'cause I finished of today's dessert.
We shall have white chocolate mousse. *ggg*
With cherry sauce.
Hehe and now I am listening to the radio which for once plays something fun. Ah, I love being able to hear the bass guitar during songs. It makes me feel just perfect...and his voice is great as well. *laugh* Never listened to more than two of Nickleback's songs, but I start liking them now.
I want to play bass. ^_^It goes through nerves and bones pulsating through the blood.
*sings along*
There we go. Short and completely heavenly:

Have a fantastic Easter!

Sadness and cookery

Fri, 17 Mar 2006 17:57:21 GMT

Have you ever found that cooking heals the soul?
My favourite type of books, and I am not kidding, is cook books. Why? No idea. Maybe because my mum made me fall in love with cooking and food and I like the idea how a few basic things can create a completely new sensation. I love all books, but cook books are just fascinating, when they are nicely done. Different.

Well...to be honest I carry a bit of sadness in my heart due to some news I got today. I won't go into detail, because I think it is unfair on the person who has originally experienced the pain and than told me about it.

So I borrowed cookbooks to cheer me up. I shall go and read them now. After I had a shower. ^_^

Last Saturday i had the chance to cook. I made pasta with mushrooms in a creme sauce for Brian and me and I enjoyed it. Yeah, I know, I need more practise, but I liked my food. *g*

Ok, of I go.

(No image due to mixed feelings, maybe i will change my mind later)

Snow

Fri, 06 Jan 2006 18:25:05 GMT

Isn't snow something really fantastic?
It can cause so many emotions and sensations. On the first look it is only white stuff falling from the sky, but if you look closer you can discover the beauty of each snowflake.
When it was still snowing some stayed attached to spiderwebs and it looked like crystals standing in midair. They were beautiful.
They seem cold, but when you touch them they turn into something new. Snow has so many forms put together.
It is like if each flake has been drawn by an angel.
Each one is a geometrical masterpiece and has its individuality even though we still just call it snow.
I love the japanese word yuki.
When one sits inside a warm room and looks outside were the snow keeps falling illuminated by streetlight it feels magical. I could watch the snow falling forever. The way it covers everything with its white coat.
One thinks that is suppresses everything, but in truth it shields the green from the frost.
In very cold ares dogs bury themselves in snow as a cover from the weather.
My grandmother, when she was still alive, used to tell me stories of snow being about 50cm high. I always hoped it would snow so much at my place so i could build a palace out of snow and walk through tunnels to my school. ^_^
I loved to go out and take my small sleigh to primary school to play or walk to the old hill where we could have fights, build snow mans or just ride down the hill.
I still haven't dared to use the "death-ramp" and that is something I want to do one day. Just once, down that hill, flying over the tiny ramp and possibly still taking a bath in the snow 'cause I am horribly clumsy. *laugh*
Of course no one has died on the death-ramp and it isn't amazingly scary, but I was still too shy to do it. I rather took the quiet, easy passages.
The best was dad pulling my sleigh and me sitting their laughing. Or pulling my friend, who I have lost through time. She is someone else now and I don't think we could recognize each other anymore, but that is ok, because I will always remember her laughing face.
The snow fights were brilliant. I was so bad at throwing though...so I was always trying to evade the others. ^_^

Ah it is nice to remember good things of the past once in a while. ^_^

Today was nice. I woke up, had breakfast while waiting for my father to take me along to Hamburg, checked my mails and had a silly grin plastered on my face for the whole trip to the library.
I got some nice books about Microbiology, which should be fun to read and 3 Manga...^^° Though I also bought one more for Nick.
Dinner was really tasty and now after I finish my entry I might study for a while or watch something with mum. I feel strange today. ^_^ Somehow like I could burst out in tears any minute and I haven't decided if it should be because I feel so happy I could burst or because so many things could make me cry.

Love you guys! ^_^

Happy new year!! ^-^

Sun, 01 Jan 2006 02:20:09 GMT

I wish everyone a very happy new year!!
May all your hopes and wishes come true and may you stay healthy!!

*cuddles everyone in reach*

Wed, 28 Dec 2005 15:52:26 GMT

Ah...so I gave in and created my first live-journal entry.
So, what am I supposed to put in here?

My boring life, I guess. Well, there you go:

It is getting dark outside already and it seems like it is finally going to stop snowing.
It has been snowing all day and I took some nice pics with my new camera.
After that my dog went outside and we played for a bit. He looked really funny with all this snow in his brown fur. It is so long, that it stays there and when we went back into the house he was a wandering snowball. *lol*

The doctor called again and said that my dog's blood test was positive in stating, that he has a hormone deficiency, which is why he is loosing fur and the wound on his front leg isn't healing.
We still have to have some tests done to check how deep the spores of the wound go down and if they already damaged his bones.
*sigh* I am so glad, that we changed the doctor last week. She knows what she is doing and not just prescribed antibiotics without looking at him or gave him silly injections, which actually might have caused the whole dilemma...
If I get my hands on that other jerk..., but I was in England and there was nothing I could have done, I suppose.

We than had carp for lunch, 'cause my brother, Nick, is at his girlfriend's house. He hates fish...
I wanted to bake some biscuits today, but my mum won't let me, don't ask me why.
Just like she just informed me that I am supposed to stay at home for sylvester and not go out with some of my friends.
Well, guess that's life.

Enjoy the weather!

p.s: I shall try to go to bed before 4 am today!!