Diese Blöde Gefühle
Ili feels down today. It's clearly mood swings because of... well you can all probably guess why. Meine Oma ist im Spital heute. Sie hatte eine Schulter operatzion. Ich weiß nicht wenn sie Nach-hause kommen wiert. Es sollte nicht länger als ein paar Tage sein. But I think about how it was last time. Back in December. Seeing her like that in the hospital. Ich vermisse sie schon jetzt. It makes me sad, knowing she's there all by herself right now. Knowing that I can't protect her. Then again I'm probably just being really wierd right now. What with the german intersecting O_o.
Ach, und dieser Scheiß-köter von ein Manns bild... Was kann Ich schon über Ihm sagen? Ich habe allen kontact mitt Ihm gebrochen, und er kann mich ganz gerne haben. Dieser Arschloch!
Oh wow.. I love swearing in german. I ought to do it more often in polite society!
It's been over a week since... that man has died. I'm still very unsettled about it. And now they Aussie TV broadcasters are gonna show the Croc Hunter movie. They call it a 'tribute'. I can understand that this is probably how people mourn, but for me... it seems a bit tasteless.
You know what it is? It's because he was such a disgustingly cheerful and energetic person. Now that this is gone it just pains me to see or hear him. It reminds me of this scene I saw which I think rings true. We are not afraid of dying. That much I can take for granted. The body ages and decays. It's the thought of not being there tomorrow that is truely terrifying. It's that personal oblivion which makes grown men cry. Having 'that man' gone just serves as a heavy reminder of this. Solche Unendliche Trauer. It's damn depressing.
This entry has no point. I think I was going to strive for a point but... it's definitely not here.
Trains don't work all weekend. Sucks for me. Ili needs to go into the city tomorrow for her final Animania workshop training session. Any other time I would be dreadfully excited, but things are just weighing me down too much. Blagh.
I'm nearly done with my painting of Hyde. Two weeks it's taken me, when I know I could have completed it in two and a half days, tops. Du blöde Kuh!
What's with the german? I think I have been wtaching too much SBS, or maybe I'm having an identity crisis, ahaha! I should practice my mother tongue more often.
I've been doing a bit of thinking on the matter of my friends. You are all an interesting bunch. But I am going to focus on those that I see more or less on a daily basis, although I shall exert my right to draw comparisons between my online and offline relations. It is weird how I know more personal and factual information about my online friends than I do my offline ones. Postal addresses for one and things like age and precice date of births. I can see how I have a larger need for these things for people I don't see every day and who I could ask whenever I choose. But it is still interesting. I don't even know the exact address of my best friend, though I know exactly how to get there by car. Should I blame e-mails and the deminishing need for letter writing skills? No. Probably not. Something that is also really weird is the age thing. I know the ages of all my online friends but when ot comes to the offline ones I tend to forget. And when I try to work it out in my head who's what age it amazes me every time that half of them are younger than me (but not by too much). And those ones are so mature and really knowledgable when they want to be. Especially if I look at Emily. She's a source of constant amazement to me. I look up to her. And looking up to someone who is younger than me is not something I am very familiar with. And then there are people like Kylie who seem younger but are older than me. But she is also quite an extra-ordinary person. I've been getting especially close to her this past year. And I really like what I find in her. She's one of those people who you don't think has much to offer but when you get talking there's all sorts of interesting things there. Just very recently we had a conversation about something I was starting to notice about her behaviour, which would have ended up probably irritating me. But since she admitted it and recognised this trait in herself I can't possibly be mad at her or even too annoyed. I mean... that's such an amazing thing for me to discover, about myself even. I can accept people and respect them even for things that would piss me off to no end, as long as that person recognises their own faults. For some reason I really don't mind all of her faults and annoying habit. HA! This is so cool! I love my friends for all the things they have to offer, in all possible ways.
I downloaded Miyavi's latest album. It's so hot, it just got released three days ago. Yippie! I recommend it for those of you who do not like his heavy crazy stuff. It's a purely acoustic album. I was looking forward to it a few months ago when I first discovered Miyavi and I had not yet acquired a taste for his... strange sound. I though 'Aahh! I'll be able to enjoy the mellow acoustic sounds more'. Now that I have listened to it though it just drives home how I miss his older high-energy stuff. The album is still nice, but there's no songs on it that really strike me. I do like the last track, which is just an instrumental piece, although Miyavi does insert some vocal sounds into it. It is the hardest thing on the entire album, which would certainly account for why it is a piece I like the most out of all the others.
Miyabi-Miyavi Uta-uta ~dokusou~ 46MB
I have no more space left on my PC. I need to purchase some DVD's to burn all this crap onto. Ugh. Too many avi files as well as CD albums.
I need to get to bed now. This last section of the entry has cheered me a fair bit. *sighs contently*
Six more days till my main highlight of this year. I am sure it will even outshine having seen Lano and Woodley LIVE. ^^
Ach, und dieser Scheiß-köter von ein Manns bild... Was kann Ich schon über Ihm sagen? Ich habe allen kontact mitt Ihm gebrochen, und er kann mich ganz gerne haben. Dieser Arschloch!
Oh wow.. I love swearing in german. I ought to do it more often in polite society!
It's been over a week since... that man has died. I'm still very unsettled about it. And now they Aussie TV broadcasters are gonna show the Croc Hunter movie. They call it a 'tribute'. I can understand that this is probably how people mourn, but for me... it seems a bit tasteless.
You know what it is? It's because he was such a disgustingly cheerful and energetic person. Now that this is gone it just pains me to see or hear him. It reminds me of this scene I saw which I think rings true. We are not afraid of dying. That much I can take for granted. The body ages and decays. It's the thought of not being there tomorrow that is truely terrifying. It's that personal oblivion which makes grown men cry. Having 'that man' gone just serves as a heavy reminder of this. Solche Unendliche Trauer. It's damn depressing.
This entry has no point. I think I was going to strive for a point but... it's definitely not here.
Trains don't work all weekend. Sucks for me. Ili needs to go into the city tomorrow for her final Animania workshop training session. Any other time I would be dreadfully excited, but things are just weighing me down too much. Blagh.
I'm nearly done with my painting of Hyde. Two weeks it's taken me, when I know I could have completed it in two and a half days, tops. Du blöde Kuh!
What's with the german? I think I have been wtaching too much SBS, or maybe I'm having an identity crisis, ahaha! I should practice my mother tongue more often.
I've been doing a bit of thinking on the matter of my friends. You are all an interesting bunch. But I am going to focus on those that I see more or less on a daily basis, although I shall exert my right to draw comparisons between my online and offline relations. It is weird how I know more personal and factual information about my online friends than I do my offline ones. Postal addresses for one and things like age and precice date of births. I can see how I have a larger need for these things for people I don't see every day and who I could ask whenever I choose. But it is still interesting. I don't even know the exact address of my best friend, though I know exactly how to get there by car. Should I blame e-mails and the deminishing need for letter writing skills? No. Probably not. Something that is also really weird is the age thing. I know the ages of all my online friends but when ot comes to the offline ones I tend to forget. And when I try to work it out in my head who's what age it amazes me every time that half of them are younger than me (but not by too much). And those ones are so mature and really knowledgable when they want to be. Especially if I look at Emily. She's a source of constant amazement to me. I look up to her. And looking up to someone who is younger than me is not something I am very familiar with. And then there are people like Kylie who seem younger but are older than me. But she is also quite an extra-ordinary person. I've been getting especially close to her this past year. And I really like what I find in her. She's one of those people who you don't think has much to offer but when you get talking there's all sorts of interesting things there. Just very recently we had a conversation about something I was starting to notice about her behaviour, which would have ended up probably irritating me. But since she admitted it and recognised this trait in herself I can't possibly be mad at her or even too annoyed. I mean... that's such an amazing thing for me to discover, about myself even. I can accept people and respect them even for things that would piss me off to no end, as long as that person recognises their own faults. For some reason I really don't mind all of her faults and annoying habit. HA! This is so cool! I love my friends for all the things they have to offer, in all possible ways.
I downloaded Miyavi's latest album. It's so hot, it just got released three days ago. Yippie! I recommend it for those of you who do not like his heavy crazy stuff. It's a purely acoustic album. I was looking forward to it a few months ago when I first discovered Miyavi and I had not yet acquired a taste for his... strange sound. I though 'Aahh! I'll be able to enjoy the mellow acoustic sounds more'. Now that I have listened to it though it just drives home how I miss his older high-energy stuff. The album is still nice, but there's no songs on it that really strike me. I do like the last track, which is just an instrumental piece, although Miyavi does insert some vocal sounds into it. It is the hardest thing on the entire album, which would certainly account for why it is a piece I like the most out of all the others.
Miyabi-Miyavi Uta-uta ~dokusou~ 46MB
I have no more space left on my PC. I need to purchase some DVD's to burn all this crap onto. Ugh. Too many avi files as well as CD albums.
I need to get to bed now. This last section of the entry has cheered me a fair bit. *sighs contently*
Six more days till my main highlight of this year. I am sure it will even outshine having seen Lano and Woodley LIVE. ^^