Lensch @ 2005-12-12T02: 08:00
20, now. had
Unfortunate last day with 19, just about everything went wrong somehow, sigh.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
How To Turn Off Overdrive Light Toyota Camry
Lensch @ 2005-11-30T03: 50:00
morning I see the Beatles live. For the last time for longer. Is also not far, Shaftesbury Avenue, on MTV TRL. By U-Bahn up to 20 minutes. And free. I let fly for the university, but does nothing. Hey, it's free and it is the Beatsteaks. 've Heard that some people want to come from further afield, Hamburg and such. For 30 minutes concert. Yeah, it's free and it take the Beatles for the last time for longer but for hours? I should slowly come to terms with the idea that there are people who are really doing everything for their bands. That whole tour is mitgefahren are nothing new for me so, release date goes behind the loaves, Susi flies to Norway for the Kaizer who book flights to any doctors Fans Japan or South America to see the opening act as idiots. And of course, always the first row. What causes a person to experience a concert a concert routine, to make everyday phenomenon? Otherwise you can not call it when people join up to 40 gigs of a tour and use for all annual leave - if it even have a job. For regular work with no long tour is possible. But no work no money for it. A vicious circle, oh yes. Of course I've also seen several shows of a tour, so by the doctors. But now my nerves at the second concert, DÄ are too expensive and the people you meet there before going, not even go there. Anyway, need many doctors in methadone-band tour breaks, because usually like to keep out former sliver head, whether Beatsteaks, Busters or breads. Where once nor the doctors were the only band with 40 Nachreisefans probably can attach themselves to some bands of the same order. Whether she's found great? I would like to know. Those girls who will arrive tomorrow to MTV TRL from all over Germany can be sure we quite splendid.
morning I see the Beatles live. For the last time for longer. Is also not far, Shaftesbury Avenue, on MTV TRL. By U-Bahn up to 20 minutes. And free. I let fly for the university, but does nothing. Hey, it's free and it is the Beatsteaks. 've Heard that some people want to come from further afield, Hamburg and such. For 30 minutes concert. Yeah, it's free and it take the Beatles for the last time for longer but for hours? I should slowly come to terms with the idea that there are people who are really doing everything for their bands. That whole tour is mitgefahren are nothing new for me so, release date goes behind the loaves, Susi flies to Norway for the Kaizer who book flights to any doctors Fans Japan or South America to see the opening act as idiots. And of course, always the first row. What causes a person to experience a concert a concert routine, to make everyday phenomenon? Otherwise you can not call it when people join up to 40 gigs of a tour and use for all annual leave - if it even have a job. For regular work with no long tour is possible. But no work no money for it. A vicious circle, oh yes. Of course I've also seen several shows of a tour, so by the doctors. But now my nerves at the second concert, DÄ are too expensive and the people you meet there before going, not even go there. Anyway, need many doctors in methadone-band tour breaks, because usually like to keep out former sliver head, whether Beatsteaks, Busters or breads. Where once nor the doctors were the only band with 40 Nachreisefans probably can attach themselves to some bands of the same order. Whether she's found great? I would like to know. Those girls who will arrive tomorrow to MTV TRL from all over Germany can be sure we quite splendid.
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Excedrin Dogarthritis
Lensch @ 2005 - 11-27T18: 34:00
So, Berlin is winter. Had not thought of that snow in the city in part so long does, somehow kraaas * g *
This morning I came home at half past seven, what ungodly hour. And how full the trains still are haha. 'm At least 3 Kotzflecken passed, one in the S-Bahn, yummy. Beautiful yellow with chunks. If
yesterday and today by 3 more in so 'nen Reggae Club, the outrageous € 5 Admission has cost, but was funny anyway. 've Honestly never seen so many Black people live (yes never go to Hip Hop in the Kufa ;-).
My fellow students I have called all the time as emo, because I was crying, haha.
So, a picture from last Thursday:
So, Berlin is winter. Had not thought of that snow in the city in part so long does, somehow kraaas * g *
This morning I came home at half past seven, what ungodly hour. And how full the trains still are haha. 'm At least 3 Kotzflecken passed, one in the S-Bahn, yummy. Beautiful yellow with chunks. If
yesterday and today by 3 more in so 'nen Reggae Club, the outrageous € 5 Admission has cost, but was funny anyway. 've Honestly never seen so many Black people live (yes never go to Hip Hop in the Kufa ;-).
My fellow students I have called all the time as emo, because I was crying, haha.
So, a picture from last Thursday:
Friday, November 25, 2005
How Does The Portable Wii Works
quiz things, Part .. whatnot
kills Hm, bored;)
You are the Angel of War. You ride a red horse. You
love watching the destruction of humankind
but even better you love being a part of it.
Which Horsemen of the Apocolypse are you?
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(except that the spelling is pretty bad ... I KNEW it muarhar * *)
"I died in my dreams because you were not there to catch me
"
~ What's your rate? ~
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... mau? : '(
Yur a Metal Head and pround of it ...
Punk or Metal Head
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Okay, the spelling is worse than the above? but the result pleases me; person)
The Evil. Yep, there's always someone like you ...
((Backs away slowly))
If you were in an anime, what character would you be?
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MUARHARHAR!! XD
... it makes no sense at all, but it distributes the time ...
kills Hm, bored;)
You are the Angel of War. You ride a red horse. You
love watching the destruction of humankind
but even better you love being a part of it.
Which Horsemen of the Apocolypse are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
(except that the spelling is pretty bad ... I KNEW it muarhar * *)
"I died in my dreams because you were not there to catch me
"
~ What's your rate? ~
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... mau? : '(
Yur a Metal Head and pround of it ...
Punk or Metal Head
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Okay, the spelling is worse than the above? but the result pleases me; person)
The Evil. Yep, there's always someone like you ...
((Backs away slowly))
If you were in an anime, what character would you be?
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MUARHARHAR!! XD
... it makes no sense at all, but it distributes the time ...
Lidocaine Before Waxing
loneliness
"There is nothing cozier than to be second in the dark together.
There is nothing more uncomfortable than in the darkness to be left alone."
How true ...
I never thought that doing so may hurt to miss a man ...
Somehow I feel amputated, a piece missing from me, and also this constant smile that myself in the recently accompanied is vanished. Everything is still cold and empty ... and lonely ...
It is terrible to sleep alone at night and waking up alone. At least I was awakened by a phone call ... by a voice that I hear far too often just ...
I no longer feel at home here. Currently I have to stay here - as I was on a business trip or a hospital, at least not at home.
--- home is one where the heart laugh without shyness and dry his tears can leave in peace.
(Unknown)
"There is nothing cozier than to be second in the dark together.
There is nothing more uncomfortable than in the darkness to be left alone."
How true ...
I never thought that doing so may hurt to miss a man ...
Somehow I feel amputated, a piece missing from me, and also this constant smile that myself in the recently accompanied is vanished. Everything is still cold and empty ... and lonely ...
It is terrible to sleep alone at night and waking up alone. At least I was awakened by a phone call ... by a voice that I hear far too often just ...
I no longer feel at home here. Currently I have to stay here - as I was on a business trip or a hospital, at least not at home.
--- home is one where the heart laugh without shyness and dry his tears can leave in peace.
(Unknown)
Monday, October 31, 2005
Scart/rgb Configuration
Sweet little quiz results
--- Yes, I was bored again ... and as before only Samy reads my LJ, I can also supply you some results;)
You are an Assasin!
You are distant and cold to the world around you.
Whatever tragedy that happened in the past is
affecting you now in the present. Whenever
people see you, they always tend to keep away.
Since you don't trust the company of people,
that suits you fine. You are a wanderer, and
you make money by assasinating those whom
others wish eliminated. However, you don't kill
those who you feel deserve life, even though it
could give you good money. Perhaps there is
something alive in you after all.
Weapon: Scimitars
Value: Nothing
Feelings: Cold and distant
What Type of Warrior are You. (For Girls AND Boys) Long quiz. Be prepared.
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Cool, was? *muarharhar*
You are the Painted Warrior, who is an elf that
protects her side when they need her, covered
in not enough armor. You know you don't need a
lot of protection on yourself. You are strong
and you know you'll win. You are protective and
when you see your friends in danger, you don't
hesitate to defend her from the offender. Most
of the time, you use force because you feel
words aren't enough to teach the other guys a
lesson! You believe in war but that does not
mean you are a terrible person! After all, war
has solved the problem of slavery, rascists,
communism, and Naziism, right? Everyone calls
for you, the Painted Warrior when they need
help. You will always be there, you never quit,
you are determined and brave. Giving up is a
great shame for you and that's something you'll
never do!
What do you think about my quiz? Rate 5 and
message, please! And if you don't like it,
DON'T HURT ME!
Deep inside you, there's a creature trying to get out... What is it??? (Beauitful anime pics)
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Auch nett, aber warum eine ELFE?! *nyar*
Your element is Darkness. You are the truly evil
one with a black heart and no soul. People
avoid you since you cause so much trouble and
enjoy seeing others in pain. You would like
nothing more than to rule this earth and be
hailed by all. Everyone is annoying and stupid
anyway and are a waste of oxygen. You are
probably a cast-away from society and family
and have had a tough life where you learned to
live the hard way. Now you want revenge on your
pain and can no longer feel love nor care. You
do not wish to befriend anyone and you
certainly do not wish to be in love. As a
student of having learnt everything the hard
way, you tend to be manipulative when you want
something for yourself. In your head there is
only you that matters, and why shouldn't it? No
one cares about you so why should you? In
school you probably ditch classes and go
somewhere else instead of sitting in a
classroom. It is not that you are stupid,
because you're probably very smart, but
everyone annoy you. And having to sit in the
same room, breathing the same air as your
enemies is not desired by you. Rate and
message!
What is your element? [with pics + detailed answeres]
brought to you by Quizilla
Das wird even more glaring mistake * laughing * crouching on the floor
So, enough fun for today ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
--- Yes, I was bored again ... and as before only Samy reads my LJ, I can also supply you some results;)
You are an Assasin!
You are distant and cold to the world around you.
Whatever tragedy that happened in the past is
affecting you now in the present. Whenever
people see you, they always tend to keep away.
Since you don't trust the company of people,
that suits you fine. You are a wanderer, and
you make money by assasinating those whom
others wish eliminated. However, you don't kill
those who you feel deserve life, even though it
could give you good money. Perhaps there is
something alive in you after all.
Weapon: Scimitars
Value: Nothing
Feelings: Cold and distant
What Type of Warrior are You. (For Girls AND Boys) Long quiz. Be prepared.
brought to you by Quizilla
Cool, was? *muarharhar*
You are the Painted Warrior, who is an elf that
protects her side when they need her, covered
in not enough armor. You know you don't need a
lot of protection on yourself. You are strong
and you know you'll win. You are protective and
when you see your friends in danger, you don't
hesitate to defend her from the offender. Most
of the time, you use force because you feel
words aren't enough to teach the other guys a
lesson! You believe in war but that does not
mean you are a terrible person! After all, war
has solved the problem of slavery, rascists,
communism, and Naziism, right? Everyone calls
for you, the Painted Warrior when they need
help. You will always be there, you never quit,
you are determined and brave. Giving up is a
great shame for you and that's something you'll
never do!
What do you think about my quiz? Rate 5 and
message, please! And if you don't like it,
DON'T HURT ME!
Deep inside you, there's a creature trying to get out... What is it??? (Beauitful anime pics)
brought to you by Quizilla
Auch nett, aber warum eine ELFE?! *nyar*
Your element is Darkness. You are the truly evil
one with a black heart and no soul. People
avoid you since you cause so much trouble and
enjoy seeing others in pain. You would like
nothing more than to rule this earth and be
hailed by all. Everyone is annoying and stupid
anyway and are a waste of oxygen. You are
probably a cast-away from society and family
and have had a tough life where you learned to
live the hard way. Now you want revenge on your
pain and can no longer feel love nor care. You
do not wish to befriend anyone and you
certainly do not wish to be in love. As a
student of having learnt everything the hard
way, you tend to be manipulative when you want
something for yourself. In your head there is
only you that matters, and why shouldn't it? No
one cares about you so why should you? In
school you probably ditch classes and go
somewhere else instead of sitting in a
classroom. It is not that you are stupid,
because you're probably very smart, but
everyone annoy you. And having to sit in the
same room, breathing the same air as your
enemies is not desired by you. Rate and
message!
What is your element? [with pics + detailed answeres]
brought to you by Quizilla
Das wird even more glaring mistake * laughing * crouching on the floor
So, enough fun for today ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Sunday, October 23, 2005
What Hair Product Does Robert Pattinson Use
résumé
three weeks, there are so now. Plus two days. Now it's the middle of the night and I'm not able to begin to tire. And tomorrow or later is university. 6 hours without any significant break. Actually, I feel calm, but the condition of my fingernails tells me something different. I'll probably be back too early, because I always for short distances Hours schedule. At some point, an already stabilized and the least I'm such a seat in the lecture hall, which probably will once again be hopelessly overcrowded. Great university, really. Also coming tomorrow to visit my two sisters, Marie and Lisa, the latter is also often times referred to Willi. Lisa is the Younger, 15, and has never been to Berlin. She wants to see the city but did not, said the Brandenburg Gate, perhaps, her. What they want to do in one week otherwise, I do not know. Probably sitting at the computer and chat, which makes most of the time, even more than I do. Marie is 21 and was three times in Berlin. Once she was invited to the Federal President. The second time she was with I was at the anniversary concert of the doctors, but as we go longer than really there. And her ex-boyfriend is Berlin, which they once visited there and then made final. Let's see whether the two could stand for one week in my small room. And if my roommate bear it, which are already getting used to. I try to describe it:
tungsten, Bönx called, is 21 and unemployed, he has learned something with an electrician. He heard very loud music, lots of time spent in bed, making everything there and runs the shower naked through the house - even when visiting there. He did almost exclusively with thongs, and has a very pretty girlfriend, with whom he met because both long and no longer had sex again "wanted". On weekends, he works in the Ramones Museum, "manager" of delicate, a nationally known ska band.
Martin, genannz Azi (Azul Martinez), 23, a nurse trainee. Has a tendency to the dark, writes strange Vampyrgedichte, drink lots of beer is incredibly sloppy (pots on the stove and its contents can be moldy, has flying around everywhere laundering, not rinsed, etc.) and collecting movies. Original. I guess that are in this house at least 300 films. On video and DVD. All bought, nothing burned. Ok, some things are recorded from the Internet, but that's allowed. Azi with only black (ok, is really clear) and has a girlfriend named Laura, who I have known more and more like. When Azi's drunk, he gets a bit strange, are in the wrong view and can be annoying, but I see him rarely.
In fact, I rarely see my roommate. One works while I sleep and sleeps when I'm awake. The other is usually at his girlfriend and bums up there. Well. Sometimes you feel a bit lonely. But the university I'm meeting new people, hopefully a few, as there is only one with which I regularly do what Sandra - and who lives in Potsdam. Verena, birds, is always at home in Wolfsburg at the weekend and is not otherwise Sun weggehbegeistert. Nora, who was with me in the class seems to have no interest in contact. Jule, also from the class does not answer well. She takes just seems out of their flat, where she has 3 weeks or so lived. Well.
now begins at the University of everyday life, I'm curious. And I hope that bit of nostalgia that I have been honest, not worse, when my sisters leave next week.
three weeks, there are so now. Plus two days. Now it's the middle of the night and I'm not able to begin to tire. And tomorrow or later is university. 6 hours without any significant break. Actually, I feel calm, but the condition of my fingernails tells me something different. I'll probably be back too early, because I always for short distances Hours schedule. At some point, an already stabilized and the least I'm such a seat in the lecture hall, which probably will once again be hopelessly overcrowded. Great university, really. Also coming tomorrow to visit my two sisters, Marie and Lisa, the latter is also often times referred to Willi. Lisa is the Younger, 15, and has never been to Berlin. She wants to see the city but did not, said the Brandenburg Gate, perhaps, her. What they want to do in one week otherwise, I do not know. Probably sitting at the computer and chat, which makes most of the time, even more than I do. Marie is 21 and was three times in Berlin. Once she was invited to the Federal President. The second time she was with I was at the anniversary concert of the doctors, but as we go longer than really there. And her ex-boyfriend is Berlin, which they once visited there and then made final. Let's see whether the two could stand for one week in my small room. And if my roommate bear it, which are already getting used to. I try to describe it:
tungsten, Bönx called, is 21 and unemployed, he has learned something with an electrician. He heard very loud music, lots of time spent in bed, making everything there and runs the shower naked through the house - even when visiting there. He did almost exclusively with thongs, and has a very pretty girlfriend, with whom he met because both long and no longer had sex again "wanted". On weekends, he works in the Ramones Museum, "manager" of delicate, a nationally known ska band.
Martin, genannz Azi (Azul Martinez), 23, a nurse trainee. Has a tendency to the dark, writes strange Vampyrgedichte, drink lots of beer is incredibly sloppy (pots on the stove and its contents can be moldy, has flying around everywhere laundering, not rinsed, etc.) and collecting movies. Original. I guess that are in this house at least 300 films. On video and DVD. All bought, nothing burned. Ok, some things are recorded from the Internet, but that's allowed. Azi with only black (ok, is really clear) and has a girlfriend named Laura, who I have known more and more like. When Azi's drunk, he gets a bit strange, are in the wrong view and can be annoying, but I see him rarely.
In fact, I rarely see my roommate. One works while I sleep and sleeps when I'm awake. The other is usually at his girlfriend and bums up there. Well. Sometimes you feel a bit lonely. But the university I'm meeting new people, hopefully a few, as there is only one with which I regularly do what Sandra - and who lives in Potsdam. Verena, birds, is always at home in Wolfsburg at the weekend and is not otherwise Sun weggehbegeistert. Nora, who was with me in the class seems to have no interest in contact. Jule, also from the class does not answer well. She takes just seems out of their flat, where she has 3 weeks or so lived. Well.
now begins at the University of everyday life, I'm curious. And I hope that bit of nostalgia that I have been honest, not worse, when my sisters leave next week.
Monday, October 17, 2005
Best Way Shampoo My Car Carpet
Lensch @ 2005-10-18T01: 16:00
The study is a mess.
addition, only women.
One is very nice, but already 25 Has traveled half the world, the sow. And many smart-ass, och no.
The study is a mess.
addition, only women.
One is very nice, but already 25 Has traveled half the world, the sow. And many smart-ass, och no.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Ruu Hoshino Galleries
game exhibition
A little sore throat appear as small price for such a successful day. Even if they come to me very inconvenient, because tomorrow I'm going to Stuttgart, and all that just does not want to be sick (okay, not dead ... and many others ... oh, you know already;))
Aaaalso .. . Play fair food. The most brilliant beginning was the free admission. Well, it pays off if the part-time Cheffe has a booth there, and as a pseudo-worker just anyway infiltrates. These were then also Berlin and cocoa, so I had no reason to complain.
Well, and then (after I had met a few folks) it went on to Fanpro stand. They had told me that Sabine knows how to hang around, and I had not seen her for ages - that is to Sabinchen to apologize for the failure to call out and marvel at some new images. Oh, and new members for their fan club ^ ^
recruit Then I grabbed the arrogance. I noticed that the new regional game was published by "The Great River", but I lacked money. So I tried to persuade Thomas Romans, but they give me too easily. For four hours I played my role-play Repertoire through the logic of threats to the pity ploy. Finally I gave up ...
... AND GOT THE GAME FOR FREE HELP! : D
I still do not really know why, but I now have a playing aid. For that I spontaneously said Thomas Roman god.
I have today anyway thank many people:
- Thomas Romans for the game using
- Samy for the cute little owl * cuddle *
- Rene for spontaneous "after-over-NEM-year-recognition"
- Sabine for. .. well, you just Sabine-His * g *
- Monika for the club membership
- Various unknown people for stimulating conversation
- The guy with the deck of cards for card games
- My wind Otter for the tangled thoughts in my head; P
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
A little sore throat appear as small price for such a successful day. Even if they come to me very inconvenient, because tomorrow I'm going to Stuttgart, and all that just does not want to be sick (okay, not dead ... and many others ... oh, you know already;))
Aaaalso .. . Play fair food. The most brilliant beginning was the free admission. Well, it pays off if the part-time Cheffe has a booth there, and as a pseudo-worker just anyway infiltrates. These were then also Berlin and cocoa, so I had no reason to complain.
Well, and then (after I had met a few folks) it went on to Fanpro stand. They had told me that Sabine knows how to hang around, and I had not seen her for ages - that is to Sabinchen to apologize for the failure to call out and marvel at some new images. Oh, and new members for their fan club ^ ^
recruit Then I grabbed the arrogance. I noticed that the new regional game was published by "The Great River", but I lacked money. So I tried to persuade Thomas Romans, but they give me too easily. For four hours I played my role-play Repertoire through the logic of threats to the pity ploy. Finally I gave up ...
... AND GOT THE GAME FOR FREE HELP! : D
I still do not really know why, but I now have a playing aid. For that I spontaneously said Thomas Roman god.
I have today anyway thank many people:
- Thomas Romans for the game using
- Samy for the cute little owl * cuddle *
- Rene for spontaneous "after-over-NEM-year-recognition"
- Sabine for. .. well, you just Sabine-His * g *
- Monika for the club membership
- Various unknown people for stimulating conversation
- The guy with the deck of cards for card games
- My wind Otter for the tangled thoughts in my head; P
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Bubonic Plague Symptoms In Order
Lensch @ 2005-10-14T03: 03:00
LJ Interests meme results
- atomic club :
Ohja, uh, my favorite club in Saarbrucken, Wednesday was all disco. - beatsteaks :
Great band. - body modification :
Yes, piercings and tattoos, and that stuff. I'm looking for. Can I have more of, but money and parents, well. - boy sets fire :
all okay band. - donots :
Oh no, embarrassing. - party :
again and again. - piercing :
see Body Mod - rancid :
I finally want to see a show, dammit - sleep : My biggest hobby makes
sleep, mood - seeed :
Today comes out her new album.
Enter your LJ user name, and 10 interests will be selected from your interest list.
Thursday, October 6, 2005
What Should I Use To Clean My Ar15
Möp ... Tired
What a night. I'm still cold and damn tired (although I do not want to go to sleep), and television is a kind of "Worst of Talk Shows". At least, the result that I compared the talk show guests feel exceptionally intelligent. Okay, so sick, what annoys me pretty - as possible because I get tomorrow's visit, and the last thing I will then be, is out of action for health reasons.
crap, I have to clean up ... At least
I have just received confirmation that I am not addicted to LJ:
Oh, and I've finally managed to get my two speakers to work. No, they have got no legs. They give only acoustic stimuli are (currently DragonForce - Valley Of The Damned).
What do I do now? Well, the usual - I update every few minutes my metalflirt.de Home (! I LOVE random Userpics ^ ^), hang around in Yahoo and make funny little online quizzes (see above). This I found out that I am a cheese pizza. Oh great, not even salami they want to grant me, bastards! Not to mention very hot peppers * grumble * If
hurt my ears! And it's the music or something else?
way:
Hey, ich bin wirklich eine Erstgeborene, das paßt ja mal wieder... *lach*
Gut, dann werde ich mich mal wieder my favorite things (haha!) pay. ICQ metal flirt, blah. And it can only hope that I go to sleep not just on the keyboard ... ~ _-
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
What a night. I'm still cold and damn tired (although I do not want to go to sleep), and television is a kind of "Worst of Talk Shows". At least, the result that I compared the talk show guests feel exceptionally intelligent. Okay, so sick, what annoys me pretty - as possible because I get tomorrow's visit, and the last thing I will then be, is out of action for health reasons.
crap, I have to clean up ... At least
I have just received confirmation that I am not addicted to LJ:
| 're a LiveJournal Newbie! |
 You have not been sucked in by LiveJournal ... yet. Maybe you have not had to account for long - or maybe you have not spent enough time exploring LJ. Do not worry - a few ego strokes thrown your way, and you'll be hooked. Patience. |
Oh, and I've finally managed to get my two speakers to work. No, they have got no legs. They give only acoustic stimuli are (currently DragonForce - Valley Of The Damned).
What do I do now? Well, the usual - I update every few minutes my metalflirt.de Home (! I LOVE random Userpics ^ ^), hang around in Yahoo and make funny little online quizzes (see above). This I found out that I am a cheese pizza. Oh great, not even salami they want to grant me, bastards! Not to mention very hot peppers * grumble * If
hurt my ears! And it's the music or something else?
way:
| You Are Likely a First Born |
 At your darkest moments, you feel guilty. At work and school, you do best when you're researching. When you love someone, you tend to agree with them often. In friendship, you are considerate and compromising. Your ideal careers are: business, research, counseling, promotion, and speaking. You will leave your mark on the world with discoveries, new information, and teaching people to dream. |
Hey, ich bin wirklich eine Erstgeborene, das paßt ja mal wieder... *lach*
Gut, dann werde ich mich mal wieder my favorite things (haha!) pay. ICQ metal flirt, blah. And it can only hope that I go to sleep not just on the keyboard ... ~ _-
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Need For Speed Most Wanted
Lensch @ 2005-10-06T15: 35:00
Oh, shit offices. In Berlin, there's thousands and if you get 4 hours before the service concluded, we will not put more to it. Now I have to back tomorrow at 8 clock, what a shit.
Oh, shit offices. In Berlin, there's thousands and if you get 4 hours before the service concluded, we will not put more to it. Now I have to back tomorrow at 8 clock, what a shit.
Wednesday, October 5, 2005
Conditional Sale Agreement And Death
Damn, I will make it ever get up in the morning and go to the office? Only Melanie forgot to wake me, a day later she is doing it right, but I promptly fall asleep again ... And the worst part: I'm still tired and verpeilt life. Yes, well, it might be because I recently up at night in some cases 5 clock hanging on the internet ... Now, I have my reasons ... * Smile * But I suppose then a day of fatigue and counter-things-running Purchase.
now my stomach goes again roller coaster, and I curse that Germany is so great and such are the distances between cities. Well, distances can be overcome ... I just hope it happens soon ... * Sigh *
To pass the time, I'm just doing a few Blogthings. Damn, I find the very cool;)
| Your Brain's Pattern |
 Your brain is always looking for the connections in life. You always amaze your friends by figuring out things first. You're so good at connecting people - and often play match maker. You see the world in fluid, flexible terms. Nothing is black or white. |
Hm, that sounds kind of nice ...^^
| You Are a Glam Rocker! |
 You put the "show" in rock show with your larger than life self. No doubt, you are all about making good music ... But what really gets you going is having an over the top show. Glitter, costumes, and wild hair are your thing - with some rock thrown in! |
Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Bäh! Nee! Battle Metal rulez! ^-^
| Your Seduction Style: Au Natural |
 You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it. That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power! The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism. You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world. Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in. You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you? You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways. Your childlike (but not childish) behavior so inspires others to care for you. as a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you. |
Wow. Wow. And so on ... But as far as I can tell, it hits the nail on the head ... * Thinking *
So, I will devote myself once again the reason for my chronic confusion ... * Smile * Have fun!
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
How To Get A Polaroid Impulse Se To Work
My first piercing. ..
without anesthesia. Wow was not, bad've survived.
A Labret, haha. So now I'm living
without anesthesia. Wow was not, bad've survived.
A Labret, haha. So now I'm living
Tuesday, October 4, 2005
Yeast Infection In The Mouth Choking
Blog Things Part II
Nothing to do, before isolation from the PC, some people too far, and the boredom drives me to once again publish a few blog Things. Just to prove that I exist yet;)
I've always said - actually I'm a guy;)
Wow, how awesome - I LOVE sharks ^ - ^
Okydoky, it also meets again ...
Elfen haben doofe Ohren!!! ;P
*lol* Das find ich doch mal gut.
If it was about fighting, I certainly was not lazy - but I have never cleaned the kitchen! ;)
So, that was it with the modern absurdities ...
Ystävällisin terveisin
Taistelija
Nothing to do, before isolation from the PC, some people too far, and the boredom drives me to once again publish a few blog Things. Just to prove that I exist yet;)
| You Are 70% Boyish and 30% Girlish |
| You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch. Okay kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes. You reject traditional gender roles . However, you do not Actively fight them. You're just you. You do not try to be what people expect you to be. |
I've always said - actually I'm a guy;)
| Your Animal Personality |
 Your Power Animal: Shark Animal You Were in a Past Life: Polar Bear You have a strong character - you are an aggressive, ambitious, go-getter. You were born to lead. |
Wow, how awesome - I LOVE sharks ^ - ^
| What Your Sleeping Position Says |
| You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front. Shy and private, you yearn for security. You take relationships slowly. You need lots of reassurance before you can trust. |
Okydoky, it also meets again ...
| Your Band Name is: |
 |
Elfen haben doofe Ohren!!! ;P
| You Are Somewhat Machiavellian |
 You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead... But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself. You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place. You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to! |
*lol* Das find ich doch mal gut.
| In a Past Life ... |
 You Were: A Lazy Warrior. Where You Lived: Boliva. How You Died: The Plague. |
If it was about fighting, I certainly was not lazy - but I have never cleaned the kitchen! ;)
So, that was it with the modern absurdities ...
Ystävällisin terveisin
Taistelija
Monday, October 3, 2005
What Are Some Good Shotacon Movies
learning ... through life
not long, been here ... and although so much has happened, I do not know what to write. I've definitely learned a lot in recent times:
- That it is better to argue and talk then, as to mention all the difficulties
- That pessimism is not worth
- That people and damn confusing may be offensive
- The fact that a friendship is broken sooner than you think
- That subtle things should be more respected
- That one also has to trust again, to admit his feelings - especially toward those they affect
- That distances for are there to overcome them
I've also found that MSN is better than any networking opportunity that really gonna wind at metalflirt.de acceptable people and that Skype is great. That's all I can say is currently not, I've hell of a lot to think about ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
not long, been here ... and although so much has happened, I do not know what to write. I've definitely learned a lot in recent times:
- That it is better to argue and talk then, as to mention all the difficulties
- That pessimism is not worth
- That people and damn confusing may be offensive
- The fact that a friendship is broken sooner than you think
- That subtle things should be more respected
- That one also has to trust again, to admit his feelings - especially toward those they affect
- That distances for are there to overcome them
I've also found that MSN is better than any networking opportunity that really gonna wind at metalflirt.de acceptable people and that Skype is great. That's all I can say is currently not, I've hell of a lot to think about ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Saturday, October 1, 2005
Mount And Blade Mod List
Hello new life
in Berlin. My room still looks like a junkie Bude, because only cases and a desk stand in it, but I like driving with my parents to Ikea and buy the hot shit for my little room. My two roommates ham fully the huge room, but that's nothing. The kitchen looks great with red stripes and so great.
War yesterday with Foe, Bönx, Azi and rinsing and so On a concert at the Tommy House, but was not so hot. 'm Really tired and really just waiting for my parents who wanted me to Ikea. * Gnarf *.
I do not even know what I now organize everything needs - Change of address and so on. OhWeh. On Wednesday I'll go with Sndra first to the Hellacopters and Turbo ACs in the old post station, 'm curious. Would the dress aground there, hehe.
Do me afterwards purchasing moderately geared, am still totally haphazard. Haha.
And all the screws and Tach build today, great!
in Berlin. My room still looks like a junkie Bude, because only cases and a desk stand in it, but I like driving with my parents to Ikea and buy the hot shit for my little room. My two roommates ham fully the huge room, but that's nothing. The kitchen looks great with red stripes and so great.
War yesterday with Foe, Bönx, Azi and rinsing and so On a concert at the Tommy House, but was not so hot. 'm Really tired and really just waiting for my parents who wanted me to Ikea. * Gnarf *.
I do not even know what I now organize everything needs - Change of address and so on. OhWeh. On Wednesday I'll go with Sndra first to the Hellacopters and Turbo ACs in the old post station, 'm curious. Would the dress aground there, hehe.
Do me afterwards purchasing moderately geared, am still totally haphazard. Haha.
And all the screws and Tach build today, great!
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Reasons For Swollen Feet Atrial Fib
Lensch @ 2005-09-21T00: 15:00
In 1 1 / 2 weeks I leave the Saarland. Time flies and I die of boredom. There is some supposed friends something like silence, some contacts I have stopped completely. My room is pure chaos, the walls are almost empty, books I've already picked out. 'll Make a few visits before I leave the city. Oh no, now you go go, biting
In 1 1 / 2 weeks I leave the Saarland. Time flies and I die of boredom. There is some supposed friends something like silence, some contacts I have stopped completely. My room is pure chaos, the walls are almost empty, books I've already picked out. 'll Make a few visits before I leave the city. Oh no, now you go go, biting
Tuesday, September 6, 2005
Tax On Selling A Used Boat Ontario
My sister ...
... 've unpacked old Take That CDs. Almost every song is a hit, great.
\u0026lt;3
... 've unpacked old Take That CDs. Almost every song is a hit, great.
\u0026lt;3
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Kirby Shampoo Alternatives
Lensch @ 2005-08-31T01: 33:00
Wow, today was a beautiful Day. Was
, 
and Tracy (met again) on Bostalsee. Was beautiful. Great weather, just lying around, talk about Taibi and melons and such. Cigdem was indeed called PERMANENT, but not bad.
Today I was with my
at the fair. Fireworks broadcast (last day) and eating ice cream. So many strange people live here. I know again why I move. But I miss my mom now, somehow.
Wow, today was a beautiful Day. Was
, and Tracy (met again) on Bostalsee. Was beautiful. Great weather, just lying around, talk about Taibi and melons and such. Cigdem was indeed called PERMANENT, but not bad. Today I was with my
at the fair. Fireworks broadcast (last day) and eating ice cream. So many strange people live here. I know again why I move. But I miss my mom now, somehow.
Monday, August 29, 2005
Charlotte, Nc Apricot Pie
TV, politics and character images or: A very creative subject; (
TV is also more confusing. Pro7 should slow time rename it to "Sarah & Marc's home station" if the continues. And otherwise no good. So Fibreboard and the other crate - no, I do not feel guilty because I have read and approved, that is: yourself and let me busy sprinkle not from any pre-digested program.
Confusion Part 2: The Wahl-O-Mat on stern.de. Here you can check on the basis of 30 theses, agrees with their party at the earliest. Well, supposedly I should choose the Left Party (or whatever that may be called now). I refrain here once a comment, remains politically neutral and give all interested parties on the link: Wahl-O-Mat Oh yeah ...
Now I have found even a picture of my current DSA Chars Jabez online. Who wants to see it, click on your here! Yes, the quality is not as great (as photographed), and my drawing skills may be disputed, but I thought I'd try at least once ;)
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
TV is also more confusing. Pro7 should slow time rename it to "Sarah & Marc's home station" if the continues. And otherwise no good. So Fibreboard and the other crate - no, I do not feel guilty because I have read and approved, that is: yourself and let me busy sprinkle not from any pre-digested program.
Confusion Part 2: The Wahl-O-Mat on stern.de. Here you can check on the basis of 30 theses, agrees with their party at the earliest. Well, supposedly I should choose the Left Party (or whatever that may be called now). I refrain here once a comment, remains politically neutral and give all interested parties on the link: Wahl-O-Mat Oh yeah ...
Now I have found even a picture of my current DSA Chars Jabez online. Who wants to see it, click on your here! Yes, the quality is not as great (as photographed), and my drawing skills may be disputed, but I thought I'd try at least once ;)
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Does Your Cercix Drop Before Menstruation
paperwork
intercepted Have time to publish my stories on another page: FanFiktion.de . Addiction just under author name Inrah . And if you're here, you can read, here are the texts of Daman ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
intercepted Have time to publish my stories on another page: FanFiktion.de . Addiction just under author name Inrah . And if you're here, you can read, here are the texts of Daman ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Creamy Milky Post Ovulation Cervical Fluid
Introduction
Although I have received no responses yet (what wonder if no one reads my LJ), but somehow I feel like it, keep writing a little. No idea what comes of it, or how much it is.
Damn, I'm somehow quite a deja vu ... And I am sure that I have this here never done before. And the story is also new ...
What I do best, is still not write, but to fight. Today it is already the best way to earn his ducats. Constantly be fought somewhere. I am thinking only of the dead dragon in the East and the bigots who have taken up with the Zira'zul . Sooner or later they will bring their own destruction, but for now everything points to "later" point.
Currently, I go with a group of merchants who provide goods at Raschtulswall along the Tulamidenlande brings. In the said mountain there is to be a people called "Ferkinas" that people always compare again with the spa guests. You have no idea. These people may not like us. Nobody is like us.
Call it arrogant - I call it a fact. However, I am
vigilant, because if we were to be falling into an ambush or attacked by a superior number, profits us the superiority of one individual at all. And such can always happen, especially in a "primitive" tribes decried who make it yet again, to decimate the oh-so-advanced forces of the "civilized" empires. Fortunately, I myself have always taken part in such actions, as a boy already, and therefore knows quite clearly what it is eighth. Suspicious noise? Yes, but suspect, silence is still a lot ... suspicious. Just as unusual shade, freshly trampled grass or ...
Put it this way: There are many signs. Some of them may also have natural causes, and therefore I am most notorious for the time being paranoid. Until I save a real ambush and making up a lot of life, whereupon I are all grateful for two hours only once and then forgotten. For something I will eventually pay, or not?
No. But once tried to tell them this.
In my current "tour group" is two people with whom I consider myself somewhat, and they take out the same duties as myself. Therefore, we can often talk about our experiences or amuse us about the ridiculously arrogant posturing of the dealers, who regard us as long as "lower rank and file until we save them once again their necks. And with luck the rest of the body is still working.
One person is a woman named Pierre, a sinewy brown-haired Endzwanzigerin. Their preferred weapon is the crossbow with which she sets an amazing accuracy on the day. In battle, is as cool as unshakable as a rock, out of combat energetic, humorous and pally. The other is a southern sword fighter named Rondrigo that tends to constantly complain about the "intolerable situation" outside his home - until he remembers that he left her for good reason. Otherwise it is a reliable comrade, whose characteristics we learn to accept soon.
Hm, somehow I feel just from the motivation. A little less than last time, I admit it ... At least I achieved something. And now I can sit back and listen to the music ... * Sigh *
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Although I have received no responses yet (what wonder if no one reads my LJ), but somehow I feel like it, keep writing a little. No idea what comes of it, or how much it is.
Damn, I'm somehow quite a deja vu ... And I am sure that I have this here never done before. And the story is also new ...
What I do best, is still not write, but to fight. Today it is already the best way to earn his ducats. Constantly be fought somewhere. I am thinking only of the dead dragon in the East and the bigots who have taken up with the Zira'zul . Sooner or later they will bring their own destruction, but for now everything points to "later" point.
Currently, I go with a group of merchants who provide goods at Raschtulswall along the Tulamidenlande brings. In the said mountain there is to be a people called "Ferkinas" that people always compare again with the spa guests. You have no idea. These people may not like us. Nobody is like us.
Call it arrogant - I call it a fact. However, I am
vigilant, because if we were to be falling into an ambush or attacked by a superior number, profits us the superiority of one individual at all. And such can always happen, especially in a "primitive" tribes decried who make it yet again, to decimate the oh-so-advanced forces of the "civilized" empires. Fortunately, I myself have always taken part in such actions, as a boy already, and therefore knows quite clearly what it is eighth. Suspicious noise? Yes, but suspect, silence is still a lot ... suspicious. Just as unusual shade, freshly trampled grass or ...
Put it this way: There are many signs. Some of them may also have natural causes, and therefore I am most notorious for the time being paranoid. Until I save a real ambush and making up a lot of life, whereupon I are all grateful for two hours only once and then forgotten. For something I will eventually pay, or not?
No. But once tried to tell them this.
In my current "tour group" is two people with whom I consider myself somewhat, and they take out the same duties as myself. Therefore, we can often talk about our experiences or amuse us about the ridiculously arrogant posturing of the dealers, who regard us as long as "lower rank and file until we save them once again their necks. And with luck the rest of the body is still working.
One person is a woman named Pierre, a sinewy brown-haired Endzwanzigerin. Their preferred weapon is the crossbow with which she sets an amazing accuracy on the day. In battle, is as cool as unshakable as a rock, out of combat energetic, humorous and pally. The other is a southern sword fighter named Rondrigo that tends to constantly complain about the "intolerable situation" outside his home - until he remembers that he left her for good reason. Otherwise it is a reliable comrade, whose characteristics we learn to accept soon.
Hm, somehow I feel just from the motivation. A little less than last time, I admit it ... At least I achieved something. And now I can sit back and listen to the music ... * Sigh *
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Cube Field On Ipod Touch
Everything has a beginning here is a
first attempt / First Chapter
(If I pursue this matter, are the relevant texts are highlighted relative to the normal font.)
The story of my life is something that I never would have suspected that it might interest someone. Most have not sought, but I'm always made to people who asked me questions. Where I was, as was my childhood, why I did this and that thought. First I saw a chicane in it, but went with the times to me that the person concerned to have expressed sincere interest. So I decided one day to write down everything.
who sees me for the first time - or maybe the third - who often do not trust me, a pen the right way to hold in your hand. But yes, I can write - very well indeed. It was difficult to learn, but when I got the magic of the written word had revealed for the first time, I knew that the effort had paid off. Like a tough fight, are followed by a fulfilling victory. I learned it was when the Hesindepriester came to our village and ... but maybe I better start at the beginning.
The place where I grew up, had no name and no fixed position. With a nomadic tribe living off my parents and I by Dschor Zulosch , the mountains, which denote the plains as "Troll points". It was an exhausting and never simple life, but also I still would prefer a mode of existence of effeminate horas sized dudes. Our clan leader was a gigantic warrior named Ruscha, the older sister of my mother and also a Rochshazi - one of the most highly evolved members of our people, the spa guests or "rock-born."
I've always been a bit unusual, because I'm not a pure spa guests, but a hybrid. Such a thing is so rarely (actually never) before with my people, that it is not even a word for it. Foreigners are simply not equivalent creatures, let alone potential partners - if we accept them at all as people. One common But will faith that the people of the surrounding plains a kind of spirits that discourage the survivors from their path and lead to destruction. No wonder if many of them do not simply full?
My father, however, was also a stranger, but he was eventually accepted by the tribe. He was like us very much in stature as in character, and told by his peers, who lived high up in the eternal ice. Thus came our Schochzuli - her it would have been called "sorcerers" or "Shaman" call - to the conclusion that there must be at least one other group of spa guests in this world. So that my father was listed as "true man".
My descent I was always considered, because I inherited the pale skin, the water-colored eyes and the snow-pale hair of my father. The other children of my tribe harassed me so often, because they considered such a look of "bloodless". I can not blame them, in their place I probably would have thought the same. But the problems did not last long, because I learned to defend myself quickly and proved so that I could not be a bloodless wimp.
When I was about twelve years old, a stranger came to our village. He was perhaps just as big as I looked gaunt and frail, and between all the warriors, but he exuded an impressive power that I do not quite interpret knew. Probably saw the also Ruscha and Schochzuli so, for doing without it, killing him instantly, or at least roughly to transport from the camp. Instead, they met with him distrustful restraint. The stranger told many confusing things, among other things, a goddess called "He'zinde" on whose behalf he allegedly collecting knowledge.
goddess, pah! As if Rôschtula and Rasha would tolerate yet another god, apart from the mother of the blood! But strangely, I was fascinated by the reports, the man with the earth-colored hair on its own. As long as he stayed with us, I always came back to him, to ask him questions. Many I laughed and doubted the answers, but some seemed reasonable to me. For example, I believed him at once that existed outside of the mountains or other nature, which could grant human status - my father had not come from there? And we had not even accepted as human beings, giving him stay granted? My curiosity was piqued, and I finally made a decision: I told my parents I wanted to leave the mountains to tour the plane - and I asked the stranger to take me.
My decision met with general incomprehension. The planes are we to be cursed, and the worst punishment is exile there. Such a fate I wanted to voluntarily take on me? me the stranger's head had twisted? But I convinced her by saying that yes, it is recognized that there also give spa guests and I felt the desire to know the people of my father. With the other countries, I would flat not let me do great.
Oh, how I was mistaken ...
So I left with the man, whose name was incidentally visas, the mountains, to explore the unknown. And I learned.
presented after a while I realized that I was often a member of a people called "Thorwaler" held. Whether it was the people of my father well? Visas had taught me dance music while everything I know to have believed, so I left him to pursue this issue. Mitter while I doubt that they are, but I have heard from other people who are subject to the descriptions of my father more and live far up north. But I spent an interesting time in the Thorwal to me - in retrospect - quite a change. They even gave me a new name: Instead of "Farukh iban Dûrath" what she called "unspeakable" titled, they called me now "Asvar. I was only satisfied when I learned that an old word for "weapon" in the name inserted. From then on I used it all strangers - and I met anywhere spa guests, virtually everyone was a stranger to me.
childhood. Youth. Yes, I think these are the most important information. Not what I wanted to leave out for hours. The present is it that counts. And from this - or the not too distant past - I'll tell you now. If you have the patience to read it ...
first attempt / First Chapter
(If I pursue this matter, are the relevant texts are highlighted relative to the normal font.)
The story of my life is something that I never would have suspected that it might interest someone. Most have not sought, but I'm always made to people who asked me questions. Where I was, as was my childhood, why I did this and that thought. First I saw a chicane in it, but went with the times to me that the person concerned to have expressed sincere interest. So I decided one day to write down everything.
who sees me for the first time - or maybe the third - who often do not trust me, a pen the right way to hold in your hand. But yes, I can write - very well indeed. It was difficult to learn, but when I got the magic of the written word had revealed for the first time, I knew that the effort had paid off. Like a tough fight, are followed by a fulfilling victory. I learned it was when the Hesindepriester came to our village and ... but maybe I better start at the beginning.
The place where I grew up, had no name and no fixed position. With a nomadic tribe living off my parents and I by Dschor Zulosch , the mountains, which denote the plains as "Troll points". It was an exhausting and never simple life, but also I still would prefer a mode of existence of effeminate horas sized dudes. Our clan leader was a gigantic warrior named Ruscha, the older sister of my mother and also a Rochshazi - one of the most highly evolved members of our people, the spa guests or "rock-born."
I've always been a bit unusual, because I'm not a pure spa guests, but a hybrid. Such a thing is so rarely (actually never) before with my people, that it is not even a word for it. Foreigners are simply not equivalent creatures, let alone potential partners - if we accept them at all as people. One common But will faith that the people of the surrounding plains a kind of spirits that discourage the survivors from their path and lead to destruction. No wonder if many of them do not simply full?
My father, however, was also a stranger, but he was eventually accepted by the tribe. He was like us very much in stature as in character, and told by his peers, who lived high up in the eternal ice. Thus came our Schochzuli - her it would have been called "sorcerers" or "Shaman" call - to the conclusion that there must be at least one other group of spa guests in this world. So that my father was listed as "true man".
My descent I was always considered, because I inherited the pale skin, the water-colored eyes and the snow-pale hair of my father. The other children of my tribe harassed me so often, because they considered such a look of "bloodless". I can not blame them, in their place I probably would have thought the same. But the problems did not last long, because I learned to defend myself quickly and proved so that I could not be a bloodless wimp.
When I was about twelve years old, a stranger came to our village. He was perhaps just as big as I looked gaunt and frail, and between all the warriors, but he exuded an impressive power that I do not quite interpret knew. Probably saw the also Ruscha and Schochzuli so, for doing without it, killing him instantly, or at least roughly to transport from the camp. Instead, they met with him distrustful restraint. The stranger told many confusing things, among other things, a goddess called "He'zinde" on whose behalf he allegedly collecting knowledge.
goddess, pah! As if Rôschtula and Rasha would tolerate yet another god, apart from the mother of the blood! But strangely, I was fascinated by the reports, the man with the earth-colored hair on its own. As long as he stayed with us, I always came back to him, to ask him questions. Many I laughed and doubted the answers, but some seemed reasonable to me. For example, I believed him at once that existed outside of the mountains or other nature, which could grant human status - my father had not come from there? And we had not even accepted as human beings, giving him stay granted? My curiosity was piqued, and I finally made a decision: I told my parents I wanted to leave the mountains to tour the plane - and I asked the stranger to take me.
My decision met with general incomprehension. The planes are we to be cursed, and the worst punishment is exile there. Such a fate I wanted to voluntarily take on me? me the stranger's head had twisted? But I convinced her by saying that yes, it is recognized that there also give spa guests and I felt the desire to know the people of my father. With the other countries, I would flat not let me do great.
Oh, how I was mistaken ...
So I left with the man, whose name was incidentally visas, the mountains, to explore the unknown. And I learned.
presented after a while I realized that I was often a member of a people called "Thorwaler" held. Whether it was the people of my father well? Visas had taught me dance music while everything I know to have believed, so I left him to pursue this issue. Mitter while I doubt that they are, but I have heard from other people who are subject to the descriptions of my father more and live far up north. But I spent an interesting time in the Thorwal to me - in retrospect - quite a change. They even gave me a new name: Instead of "Farukh iban Dûrath" what she called "unspeakable" titled, they called me now "Asvar. I was only satisfied when I learned that an old word for "weapon" in the name inserted. From then on I used it all strangers - and I met anywhere spa guests, virtually everyone was a stranger to me.
childhood. Youth. Yes, I think these are the most important information. Not what I wanted to leave out for hours. The present is it that counts. And from this - or the not too distant past - I'll tell you now. If you have the patience to read it ...
Older Vermont Casting Resolute Stoves
soap opera thoughts
Now I have even released several story excerpts, but rather disjointed. While this is handy if you need a particular service on a feedback, but I want to bring some continuity to my LJ. Maybe I should write something like a soap opera that is not with my (sometimes unspectacular) Life is concerned, but with a fictitious person. A kind of novel would continue DSA-times an idea. Is there certainly as well not exist. Or at least not as often ...
a diary properly, I would write the whole course of the first-person perspective. And I need an unusual main character with just as unusual thought processes, because who really likes to constantly disciplined reflection of Rondrapriester 8.15? This time I should not have any purpose for your character. Oh, I can think of something. It will be definitely a combative scale Char. Something I can just write the best. In "real life" so I use enough martial metaphors.
So, I do it sometimes to the brooding ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Now I have even released several story excerpts, but rather disjointed. While this is handy if you need a particular service on a feedback, but I want to bring some continuity to my LJ. Maybe I should write something like a soap opera that is not with my (sometimes unspectacular) Life is concerned, but with a fictitious person. A kind of novel would continue DSA-times an idea. Is there certainly as well not exist. Or at least not as often ...
a diary properly, I would write the whole course of the first-person perspective. And I need an unusual main character with just as unusual thought processes, because who really likes to constantly disciplined reflection of Rondrapriester 8.15? This time I should not have any purpose for your character. Oh, I can think of something. It will be definitely a combative scale Char. Something I can just write the best. In "real life" so I use enough martial metaphors.
So, I do it sometimes to the brooding ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Monday, August 22, 2005
What's So Great About Lake Havasu
Lensch @ 2005-08-22T22: 26:00
. Spell your first name backwards - anel
second Story behind your name - not available
third How old are you - 19
4th Where do you live - even in Saarbrücken-Dudweiler, See you in Berlin-Kreuzberg
Describe your ...
5th Wallet - black 6 with pink asterisk
Hairbrush - well, damn
7th Toothbrush - white and green turquoise
8th Jewelry worn daily - piercing jewelry containing, Festival ribbon of rock by the stream and Rocko del Schlacko, haha. My Clock and the ring of my Aunt
9th Car - Ford Fiesta by Mama and Marie
10th Pillow cover - Ikea
11th Best Friend - well, Jenny ... Stella .... Anna ...
12th Living room - just got my own room
13th Sunglasses - H & M 0815 Bug Eye
14th Favorite shirt - The Pussy Deluxe with the crossword puzzle on it
15th Cologne / Perfume - Jil Sander Sun 16th
CD in stereo right now - Beatsteaks - Living Targets
17th Piercings - 5 .. Ears, nipples
18th What are you wearing now - Sleepwear
19th Wishing - positive post of the HU
20th Wanting - sol
21st What will you be doing for the remainder of the day? not much
22nd If you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what? oh, that would be too many
23rd Person you wish you could see right now? jenny
24th Some of your favorite movies - trainspotting, kill bill
25th Something you're looking forward to in the coming months: 26th to move to berlin
last thing you ate - tomato mozzarella with rice and salad
Do you ...
28th Do you like candles - total wurschd
29th Do you like incense - NO
30. Do you like the taste of blood - Mjamm!
31st Do you believe in love - nö
32nd Do you believe in soul mates - yes.
33rd Do you believe in love at first sight - no.
34th Do you believe in Heaven - no.
35th Do you believe in God - somehow ... do not know
36th What do you want done with your body when you die? wants to be cremated
37th If you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be? none
38th What is the longest you've ever stayed up - I sleep a lot to like 39th
Can you eat with chopsticks - I's not even trying.
40th What's your favorite coin - the one with the highest value?
41st What are some of your favorite candies - chocolate nougat
42nd What's something that you wish people would understand about you - 43rd everything to me
What's something you wish you could understand better? - Mathematics + g *.
44th Who is someone that you really wish was still around - lukas
45th Where is your favorite place to shop - not like shoppe
46th Have any tattoos or piercings - yes, tattoos and piercings
47th What is your favorite thing to wear - my Leojacke
48th How much is the most you've ever spent on a single item of clothing - Oh no, Abifeierkleid? Soo was expensive's not at all.
49th Who is the least fashionable person you know - hmm, kai
50th Do you match your belt with your hair color - I 'nen belt that matches the jacket and shoes. Super?
51st How many pairs of shoes do you own - 2 or 3
52nd What is the worst trend you see today - sigh, too much
Specific
first Do you do drugs - NO
second What kind of shampoo you use - Color Shampoo
third What are you listening to right now - Beatsteaks
4th Who was the last person that you called - Papa
5th Where do you want to get married - will not marry
6th How many buddies are online right now - a lot.
7th What would you change about yourself - my bad mood, all critical.
8th What are essentials in your life - sleep
9th Do you send out holiday cards each year - no
Current ...
first Hair - open and smelly, haha
second Make-up - without makeup
third Annoyance - headache
4. Smell - I stink
5th Interest - berlin
6th hate - all
7th plans for tomorrow - go to the bank.
second Story behind your name - not available
third How old are you - 19
4th Where do you live - even in Saarbrücken-Dudweiler, See you in Berlin-Kreuzberg
Describe your ...
5th Wallet - black 6 with pink asterisk
Hairbrush - well, damn
7th Toothbrush - white and green turquoise
8th Jewelry worn daily - piercing jewelry containing, Festival ribbon of rock by the stream and Rocko del Schlacko, haha. My Clock and the ring of my Aunt
9th Car - Ford Fiesta by Mama and Marie
10th Pillow cover - Ikea
11th Best Friend - well, Jenny ... Stella .... Anna ...
12th Living room - just got my own room
13th Sunglasses - H & M 0815 Bug Eye
14th Favorite shirt - The Pussy Deluxe with the crossword puzzle on it
15th Cologne / Perfume - Jil Sander Sun 16th
CD in stereo right now - Beatsteaks - Living Targets
17th Piercings - 5 .. Ears, nipples
18th What are you wearing now - Sleepwear
19th Wishing - positive post of the HU
20th Wanting - sol
21st What will you be doing for the remainder of the day? not much
22nd If you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what? oh, that would be too many
23rd Person you wish you could see right now? jenny
24th Some of your favorite movies - trainspotting, kill bill
25th Something you're looking forward to in the coming months: 26th to move to berlin
last thing you ate - tomato mozzarella with rice and salad
Do you ...
28th Do you like candles - total wurschd
29th Do you like incense - NO
30. Do you like the taste of blood - Mjamm!
31st Do you believe in love - nö
32nd Do you believe in soul mates - yes.
33rd Do you believe in love at first sight - no.
34th Do you believe in Heaven - no.
35th Do you believe in God - somehow ... do not know
36th What do you want done with your body when you die? wants to be cremated
37th If you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be? none
38th What is the longest you've ever stayed up - I sleep a lot to like 39th
Can you eat with chopsticks - I's not even trying.
40th What's your favorite coin - the one with the highest value?
41st What are some of your favorite candies - chocolate nougat
42nd What's something that you wish people would understand about you - 43rd everything to me
What's something you wish you could understand better? - Mathematics + g *.
44th Who is someone that you really wish was still around - lukas
45th Where is your favorite place to shop - not like shoppe
46th Have any tattoos or piercings - yes, tattoos and piercings
47th What is your favorite thing to wear - my Leojacke
48th How much is the most you've ever spent on a single item of clothing - Oh no, Abifeierkleid? Soo was expensive's not at all.
49th Who is the least fashionable person you know - hmm, kai
50th Do you match your belt with your hair color - I 'nen belt that matches the jacket and shoes. Super?
51st How many pairs of shoes do you own - 2 or 3
52nd What is the worst trend you see today - sigh, too much
Specific
first Do you do drugs - NO
second What kind of shampoo you use - Color Shampoo
third What are you listening to right now - Beatsteaks
4th Who was the last person that you called - Papa
5th Where do you want to get married - will not marry
6th How many buddies are online right now - a lot.
7th What would you change about yourself - my bad mood, all critical.
8th What are essentials in your life - sleep
9th Do you send out holiday cards each year - no
Current ...
first Hair - open and smelly, haha
second Make-up - without makeup
third Annoyance - headache
4. Smell - I stink
5th Interest - berlin
6th hate - all
7th plans for tomorrow - go to the bank.
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Depris things scribbling
really well on it I'm not. More depressed. Here I was yesterday turned up and still so full of energy ... But I will not go home. I'm really afraid of it. Anything negative is waiting for me there, I'm sure. Any problems. So the last thing I need now. And I do not think about it. I also have no money anyway for the train. Why can not life be just so strip off their skin like a snake and a new start, totally unencumbered by old worries? And why ever happened to me so a shit? Why me, this cursed life can not alone! Not a day goes by because, though I get stomach pains because of any difficulties? I would just run away ... no idea where ... everything away from me, push, in the deepest ocean sink ... to curl up in a place where I can be reached only my closest friends for the world to me finally declared dead and forgotten ...
And it's damn shitty to feel even more helpless then. Useless. Mitzubekommen how someone is suffering and can not help him, even though you want it with a vengeance. To know that you can not help . empathize, mitzuleiden and to believe that one anyway just empty phrases of himself is that no one will be useful. Over and over again. Meaningless.
Oh damn, listen to already, to call the emergency number - I will not cut my wrists, because I can see no blood (at least not my own).
The mood is also reflected in my stories. The Praiota story, you remember? Today I once set out to write the first chapter. It takes place shortly after the destruction of Gareth and is pretty ... depressed. I'm not quite sure how I would call it, but here is the first part ...
light and shadow - Chapter I
slowly sank towards the horizon the Praiosscheibe. Your fading light bathed the environment in a reddish glow and pointed clearly to the fact that dawned, the dark times of the day.
Ylenia shuddered and turned away from the window. She felt uncomfortable on the fire in Gareth recalls, who with his fiery glow also ushered in a time of darkness. Their hands joined as seeking to halt their water glass. Why, Lord? she asked silently. I can not understand it ...
Many others in the inn at the edge of the national route seemed to have similar thoughts. When she arrived in the bar, Ylenia had counted a dozen people, now had been added a few more. In order not to fall into self-pity, let the Praiota gaze wander over the faces. She saw some haggard-looking couples, apathetic, sitting there children, a her fleeting known dealer with a bandaged arm and an empty expression, an angry-looking young woman with a rapier belt and their equally armed companion, a tormented by fits of coughing older man, a pale girl with burns in the once well-pretty face and a grim mercenaries sitting there, whose face was made up almost entirely of scars.
A shiver ran down her back and she had to control himself, to continue its broader attitude to . Keep She could feel the suffering of all these persons formally, and it seemed like a black cloud to hover in the air and then compress and when to weigh down the shoulders and present them to take your breath away. Ylenia uncomfortable loosened her collar and hoped that no one had noticed. A devotee of Praios did not feel nervous, but should radiate strength and confidence. Who else but the servants of gods, the people could give in these difficult times living?
But there were always the same questions: "Why do the gods allowed this? What have we done to be punished? Why did they just watched that? If we do not care - or they became too weak to protect us? "
clean Ylenia intellectually knew the answer. Had the attack been addressed only by niederhöllischen entities, it would have been the gods allowed to oppose them with all their might. But there had been people who went through delusion, hatred and lust for power so far as to destroy their own kind in a flaming inferno. And the existing eons Mystery of Kha forbade the gods to interfere in affairs of mortals, and to restrict their free will. Certainly there had been exceptions, such as in the Second Battle of demons, but here were the Erzherrscher the low dens to which changed, and nothing mortal could resist their power. Now it was "only" their child servants, who, controlled by people sowed fear and terror. Not the first and certainly not the last time in the history of life tive step. Nevertheless, Ylenia
knew exactly how the other felt. Deep in her heart it was just her, deep in her mind sounded desperate and the voice that asked why. The
Praiota suddenly noticed that the young woman with the Rapier staring at her. Questioning she frowned. A derogatory view was the answer, then there was the woman approached their table. Shortly before she stopped and hesitated for a moment. "Praios be with you, your honor," she said softly. "Is it allowed to settle down?"
"Praios in greeting. Of course. "With barely a hint Ylenia pointed to the chair opposite her. Internally, however, pulled out their entrails together painful. The last thing she needed now, a discussion with a person's anger and doubts had been almost written on the forehead.
"How can I help you?" She asked, without obligation. At the same time she straightened her back and folded her hands on her lap. Fortunately it was not compared to see that she trembled slightly and fingernails tightly clutched in the pale skin.
"You could offer me a convincing explanation," the woman said coldly. "But wait, how rude of me - I have not yet presented. My name Elyana meadow. "
The Praiota is was sure that the rudeness was intended. However, they did not flinch as she answered: "Delighted. My name is Ardinsbrück of Ylenia. And what do you expect an explanation from me now? "
Elyana grimaced and then made a comprehensive gesture. "For everything here that you believe it? Preach law and order and love of the gods, while around us is collapsing world! "
" You must not continue. I know how it goes, "said Ylenia and noted angrily that her voice sounded bitter. "You want to know why the gods do not intervene. Well, I can tell you. Long ago they have taken a sacred oath, not to hinder mankind in the exercise of their free will. The danger was averted, that mortals could become puppets of God. And now there were mortals who made the decision to bring fire and death on the Middle Kingdom. They may have used this unholy creatures, but the decision they made of their own free will. Believe me, the gods will see our suffering, and they will find a way to beat back the low-dens. You can not force anyone to carry out their will, but if we only listen carefully, they will tell us what we need to do. But for that we must not close our ears and hearts of their words, not in front of her message -. For he who fails his heart to the gods, has fallen on the way to the darkness of the Seventh Sphere "
Elyana looked wordlessly at her. In her face, it worked, changed skepticism with thoughtfulness and defiance with confusion. Finally won the confusion. "You really believe that what you said?" she asked with a remainder of insubordination.
"Yes," replied firmly Ylenia, adding silent: because it is the only performance that prevents me from just getting up in the morning and not to wait for Golgaris wings.
Elyana cleared his throat uneasily. "I ... I'm sorry, "she murmured. "But it is a difficult time for us all. I have lost my brother, Gareth, he was with the city guard ... "
" I can understand you, "Ylenia said softly and made sure that her face did not betray the sudden pain she felt. "My mentor and my father died in the attack."
The young woman proposed hand over her mouth. "My condolences ... Has survived at least your mother? I was able to escape to the basement ... "
Ylenia said before she could think, and this time her voice was brittle. "My mother disappeared into the Borbaradkriegen. Five Gods runs it was declared officially dead. "Now were the words, and she wished to have never spoken. When she saw the pity in Elyanas eyes, she was afraid of having to cry. Only strict self-discipline kept her face fairly quiet.
"It's ... I'm sorry ... I did not want to hurt you, "whispered Elyana. "I was so stupid and have not thought that others suffer even more than I had ... "finally
Be still! Ylenia wanted to yell. Instead, she clenched her hands even more and looked straight ahead, somewhere past Elyanas left ear.
rose with a smile rather unsuccessful, the young woman. "I ... I must go back to my fiance. Uh ... I'm really sorry. Honest. "
" There you be forgiven, "Ylenia replied flatly. She waited, had risen to Elyana and had turned around, they hastily checked to see if anyone looked in their direction. Finally she allowed herself a faint sigh, and took her hands from each other. Dark crescent-shaped Times showed where the nails had been drilled into the flesh. She plucked at the sleeves of her robe and pulled it as far as possible on the hands, then looked down at the table, hoping that the other tavern guests they were alone. The pain was too fresh, the wound still bleeding ...
slowly emptied the bar-room. First, the couple went with the children, then the girl with the burned face. Ylenia waited patiently, although it was slow even tired. She confessed to a reluctant, but she wanted to be sure that everyone had left, which would have a conversation with her to search. Currently she was not able, honest to provide pastoral care - and disingenuous actions violated Praios' principles.
When only two or three other people were present and the host began to yawn surreptitiously, she got up and went on towards the stairs. They had to pass through the table of the mercenary, who had emptied in the course of the evening, five or six beer mugs. However, he gave her now with a clear and rather piercing look of green eyes.
"Will you also talk about the gods," she asked weakly, and are retained, although they do everything in it urged them to ignore the man and just go to bed.
He shook his head and grimaced a crooked grin that distorted the patchwork of scars and barely let him appear human. "Yes. And you want that any more. It's amazing that you can have it at all. "
" What you allow yourself? "Hissed Ylenia. "Do you want to say that I am disloyal to my faith?"
Again, this sinister grin. It seemed cynical, like that of a man who had a whole life behind and saw all the suffering Deres. Now was the Praiota also that the mercenary was not young, mid to late thirties estimated. His red hair was disheveled and almost shoulder length, the nose seemed to have been repeatedly broken, and the green eyes were shining, despite its dull color strange. Around his wrists ran pale, regular scars - he had taken a long time there have shackles that had his arms over and scrubbed again and again bloody.
"I've seen you in the face," he said then. His voice was rough and as the acoustic equivalent of his face. The cynicism had to have dug deep into his soul, and only the gods want to know how it happened. "After a while you learn to read from faces. Not only can this Sanctified And you look like a seriously wounded young fighter who is facing a superior force and know exactly that only his will he keeps alive. Although it might not bring much. "
Ylenia felt too weak to respond. Instead, they tried their trained human nature and tried to read well in the face of her opponent. She was startled at what she found: bitterness, hatred, despair and humiliation had left their mark. More could endure as an individual - more than a living being dared to imagine. And yet here he sat, ate and drank - and understand.
"If it's so amazing that I can still talk about the gods," she said huskily, "how amazing it is then first, that you still have the strength to live "
For a fraction of a second, something flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed abruptly - short and joyless. "Take just a role model to me. I find the strength to get up in the morning just because I know I've seen everything bad already. Not love keeps me alive, but hatred. My heart has long been cold. "
shudder Ylenia turned off and almost ran out of the tap room. To hell with all the low self-discipline ...
In her bedroom she pulled the covers up to the nose and tried to calm down, but the cold eyes of the mercenary pursued them in their dreams, where a gripper with burnt feathers shed bitter tears.
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really well on it I'm not. More depressed. Here I was yesterday turned up and still so full of energy ... But I will not go home. I'm really afraid of it. Anything negative is waiting for me there, I'm sure. Any problems. So the last thing I need now. And I do not think about it. I also have no money anyway for the train. Why can not life be just so strip off their skin like a snake and a new start, totally unencumbered by old worries? And why ever happened to me so a shit? Why me, this cursed life can not alone! Not a day goes by because, though I get stomach pains because of any difficulties? I would just run away ... no idea where ... everything away from me, push, in the deepest ocean sink ... to curl up in a place where I can be reached only my closest friends for the world to me finally declared dead and forgotten ...
And it's damn shitty to feel even more helpless then. Useless. Mitzubekommen how someone is suffering and can not help him, even though you want it with a vengeance. To know that you can not help . empathize, mitzuleiden and to believe that one anyway just empty phrases of himself is that no one will be useful. Over and over again. Meaningless.
Oh damn, listen to already, to call the emergency number - I will not cut my wrists, because I can see no blood (at least not my own).
The mood is also reflected in my stories. The Praiota story, you remember? Today I once set out to write the first chapter. It takes place shortly after the destruction of Gareth and is pretty ... depressed. I'm not quite sure how I would call it, but here is the first part ...
light and shadow - Chapter I
slowly sank towards the horizon the Praiosscheibe. Your fading light bathed the environment in a reddish glow and pointed clearly to the fact that dawned, the dark times of the day.
Ylenia shuddered and turned away from the window. She felt uncomfortable on the fire in Gareth recalls, who with his fiery glow also ushered in a time of darkness. Their hands joined as seeking to halt their water glass. Why, Lord? she asked silently. I can not understand it ...
Many others in the inn at the edge of the national route seemed to have similar thoughts. When she arrived in the bar, Ylenia had counted a dozen people, now had been added a few more. In order not to fall into self-pity, let the Praiota gaze wander over the faces. She saw some haggard-looking couples, apathetic, sitting there children, a her fleeting known dealer with a bandaged arm and an empty expression, an angry-looking young woman with a rapier belt and their equally armed companion, a tormented by fits of coughing older man, a pale girl with burns in the once well-pretty face and a grim mercenaries sitting there, whose face was made up almost entirely of scars.
A shiver ran down her back and she had to control himself, to continue its broader attitude to . Keep She could feel the suffering of all these persons formally, and it seemed like a black cloud to hover in the air and then compress and when to weigh down the shoulders and present them to take your breath away. Ylenia uncomfortable loosened her collar and hoped that no one had noticed. A devotee of Praios did not feel nervous, but should radiate strength and confidence. Who else but the servants of gods, the people could give in these difficult times living?
But there were always the same questions: "Why do the gods allowed this? What have we done to be punished? Why did they just watched that? If we do not care - or they became too weak to protect us? "
clean Ylenia intellectually knew the answer. Had the attack been addressed only by niederhöllischen entities, it would have been the gods allowed to oppose them with all their might. But there had been people who went through delusion, hatred and lust for power so far as to destroy their own kind in a flaming inferno. And the existing eons Mystery of Kha forbade the gods to interfere in affairs of mortals, and to restrict their free will. Certainly there had been exceptions, such as in the Second Battle of demons, but here were the Erzherrscher the low dens to which changed, and nothing mortal could resist their power. Now it was "only" their child servants, who, controlled by people sowed fear and terror. Not the first and certainly not the last time in the history of life tive step. Nevertheless, Ylenia
knew exactly how the other felt. Deep in her heart it was just her, deep in her mind sounded desperate and the voice that asked why. The
Praiota suddenly noticed that the young woman with the Rapier staring at her. Questioning she frowned. A derogatory view was the answer, then there was the woman approached their table. Shortly before she stopped and hesitated for a moment. "Praios be with you, your honor," she said softly. "Is it allowed to settle down?"
"Praios in greeting. Of course. "With barely a hint Ylenia pointed to the chair opposite her. Internally, however, pulled out their entrails together painful. The last thing she needed now, a discussion with a person's anger and doubts had been almost written on the forehead.
"How can I help you?" She asked, without obligation. At the same time she straightened her back and folded her hands on her lap. Fortunately it was not compared to see that she trembled slightly and fingernails tightly clutched in the pale skin.
"You could offer me a convincing explanation," the woman said coldly. "But wait, how rude of me - I have not yet presented. My name Elyana meadow. "
The Praiota is was sure that the rudeness was intended. However, they did not flinch as she answered: "Delighted. My name is Ardinsbrück of Ylenia. And what do you expect an explanation from me now? "
Elyana grimaced and then made a comprehensive gesture. "For everything here that you believe it? Preach law and order and love of the gods, while around us is collapsing world! "
" You must not continue. I know how it goes, "said Ylenia and noted angrily that her voice sounded bitter. "You want to know why the gods do not intervene. Well, I can tell you. Long ago they have taken a sacred oath, not to hinder mankind in the exercise of their free will. The danger was averted, that mortals could become puppets of God. And now there were mortals who made the decision to bring fire and death on the Middle Kingdom. They may have used this unholy creatures, but the decision they made of their own free will. Believe me, the gods will see our suffering, and they will find a way to beat back the low-dens. You can not force anyone to carry out their will, but if we only listen carefully, they will tell us what we need to do. But for that we must not close our ears and hearts of their words, not in front of her message -. For he who fails his heart to the gods, has fallen on the way to the darkness of the Seventh Sphere "
Elyana looked wordlessly at her. In her face, it worked, changed skepticism with thoughtfulness and defiance with confusion. Finally won the confusion. "You really believe that what you said?" she asked with a remainder of insubordination.
"Yes," replied firmly Ylenia, adding silent: because it is the only performance that prevents me from just getting up in the morning and not to wait for Golgaris wings.
Elyana cleared his throat uneasily. "I ... I'm sorry, "she murmured. "But it is a difficult time for us all. I have lost my brother, Gareth, he was with the city guard ... "
" I can understand you, "Ylenia said softly and made sure that her face did not betray the sudden pain she felt. "My mentor and my father died in the attack."
The young woman proposed hand over her mouth. "My condolences ... Has survived at least your mother? I was able to escape to the basement ... "
Ylenia said before she could think, and this time her voice was brittle. "My mother disappeared into the Borbaradkriegen. Five Gods runs it was declared officially dead. "Now were the words, and she wished to have never spoken. When she saw the pity in Elyanas eyes, she was afraid of having to cry. Only strict self-discipline kept her face fairly quiet.
"It's ... I'm sorry ... I did not want to hurt you, "whispered Elyana. "I was so stupid and have not thought that others suffer even more than I had ... "finally
Be still! Ylenia wanted to yell. Instead, she clenched her hands even more and looked straight ahead, somewhere past Elyanas left ear.
rose with a smile rather unsuccessful, the young woman. "I ... I must go back to my fiance. Uh ... I'm really sorry. Honest. "
" There you be forgiven, "Ylenia replied flatly. She waited, had risen to Elyana and had turned around, they hastily checked to see if anyone looked in their direction. Finally she allowed herself a faint sigh, and took her hands from each other. Dark crescent-shaped Times showed where the nails had been drilled into the flesh. She plucked at the sleeves of her robe and pulled it as far as possible on the hands, then looked down at the table, hoping that the other tavern guests they were alone. The pain was too fresh, the wound still bleeding ...
slowly emptied the bar-room. First, the couple went with the children, then the girl with the burned face. Ylenia waited patiently, although it was slow even tired. She confessed to a reluctant, but she wanted to be sure that everyone had left, which would have a conversation with her to search. Currently she was not able, honest to provide pastoral care - and disingenuous actions violated Praios' principles.
When only two or three other people were present and the host began to yawn surreptitiously, she got up and went on towards the stairs. They had to pass through the table of the mercenary, who had emptied in the course of the evening, five or six beer mugs. However, he gave her now with a clear and rather piercing look of green eyes.
"Will you also talk about the gods," she asked weakly, and are retained, although they do everything in it urged them to ignore the man and just go to bed.
He shook his head and grimaced a crooked grin that distorted the patchwork of scars and barely let him appear human. "Yes. And you want that any more. It's amazing that you can have it at all. "
" What you allow yourself? "Hissed Ylenia. "Do you want to say that I am disloyal to my faith?"
Again, this sinister grin. It seemed cynical, like that of a man who had a whole life behind and saw all the suffering Deres. Now was the Praiota also that the mercenary was not young, mid to late thirties estimated. His red hair was disheveled and almost shoulder length, the nose seemed to have been repeatedly broken, and the green eyes were shining, despite its dull color strange. Around his wrists ran pale, regular scars - he had taken a long time there have shackles that had his arms over and scrubbed again and again bloody.
"I've seen you in the face," he said then. His voice was rough and as the acoustic equivalent of his face. The cynicism had to have dug deep into his soul, and only the gods want to know how it happened. "After a while you learn to read from faces. Not only can this Sanctified And you look like a seriously wounded young fighter who is facing a superior force and know exactly that only his will he keeps alive. Although it might not bring much. "
Ylenia felt too weak to respond. Instead, they tried their trained human nature and tried to read well in the face of her opponent. She was startled at what she found: bitterness, hatred, despair and humiliation had left their mark. More could endure as an individual - more than a living being dared to imagine. And yet here he sat, ate and drank - and understand.
"If it's so amazing that I can still talk about the gods," she said huskily, "how amazing it is then first, that you still have the strength to live "
For a fraction of a second, something flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed abruptly - short and joyless. "Take just a role model to me. I find the strength to get up in the morning just because I know I've seen everything bad already. Not love keeps me alive, but hatred. My heart has long been cold. "
shudder Ylenia turned off and almost ran out of the tap room. To hell with all the low self-discipline ...
In her bedroom she pulled the covers up to the nose and tried to calm down, but the cold eyes of the mercenary pursued them in their dreams, where a gripper with burnt feathers shed bitter tears.
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Sunday, August 21, 2005
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The great void, or: My brain
Damn, how awful. Actually I wanted to write a bit - last night I had so many good ideas for my DSA-story, but no sooner had I turned on the PC, my brain was deserted. Especially excites me that I can not remember this brilliant conversation between the Magician and the Praiota. I remember there was some way so that it was saved by magic and it is not wanted, and to any legal stuff ... hm, like so:
Ylenia (the Praiota): "So what - you've used something that never in this should be the world. You have used a wicked force, and this is my total recovery to a great crime. I just wish you would make it undone "
Silvan (the Magician):" I am quite able to set aside the effect
Ylenia: . ... And "
Silvan?: "That would be murder. Golgaris wings was heard even when I found you. "
Ylenia: " Maybe it was meant to be. It is possible that I should die just like ... "(hesitation)" ... others. Did you just with your - your magic mixed "
Silvan: " However, Legally! view, I would commit a murder. You should as the Sanctified Praios know this best, "
Ylenia (still a little scheduled)." You would undo a crime ... well, by a second crime, but that was forgiven in this case "
Silvan: " Watch. I know very well that it would kill you if I would abolish the effect of the spell now. This means that I would commit knowingly and with knowledge of the consequences of an act which causes your death. . So murder "
Ylenia: " ... The best way to discuss it, if I can stand again. You are worse as my mentor. "
Silvan: " You give so beaten "
Ylenia: ? I enter only a tactical retreat in the light of the fact that the enemy is my outnumber"
Silvan. "What? I am alone here. "
Ylenia: " no. I see you twice. And now, excuse me - I think I'm going to faint "
Hach yes, I love you not Ylenia is this." Default Generierungsset-I-am-the-arrogance-in person-and-burn-all. . Ketzer-down "Praiota No, actually it is very socially responsible and tolerant - in Praiosgeweihtenmaßstäben Well, typical. Braniborier. Only in magic, they responded quite allergic, but that has his reasons ... Complicated background stories I love that is also * g *
I just was alarmed by duck: He had a grasshopper in his room, it seemed to hold for entertaining, jumping around on his bed. With combined efforts, we finally managed to create it in the open air. (The Grasshopper, not my brother ...) Now I am faced with the problem of a gnat buzzing around here and I've already gotten a few stitches. Nevertheless, the bitch is not to be caught. Paska! Also, I am hungry, but it's kind of anything reasonable anymore. Although one can Children also are tired of chocolate, but I would prefer it before, something ... uh, heartiness to have. A medium steak now would be awesome. Yes, I know that it is in the middle of the night. I tend to just night hunger pangs. Bad for the figure, but what the heck - I like to eat, to maintain diet. Apparently I have not either. Well, either people are just being polite, or I am suffering from a lack of self-consciousness. Probably both.
Currently I am hanging in once again on Blogthings and addressing me by name generators. I love that name. Sometimes the only reason I'm developing a story or Rollenspielchar because I necessarily a specific name will accommodate. How I would probably mean in another country? Here are the results:
health.
Uh, well I'm not French. Sounds so after strict private tutor or something. And while the sexually frustrated Saturday night film type that sometimes overcomes some point over the minor wards, because grown men do not want to bun and horn-rimmed glasses. To all real
Élise Pages in this world: I'm sorry, but I can not do anything about my associations ... not even aspirin helps ... Sorryyyy!
That's not sexy, it's ... Muaha * * * * tipping
Is this a conspiracy or what? I do not get a single reasonable Name from? I think I now need a lot of salami with mustard to me about it ... hinwegzutrösten not that I watch that tastes really!
Well, it goes =)
Until the next record - the way I see it now, is presumably in five minutes or so ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Damn, how awful. Actually I wanted to write a bit - last night I had so many good ideas for my DSA-story, but no sooner had I turned on the PC, my brain was deserted. Especially excites me that I can not remember this brilliant conversation between the Magician and the Praiota. I remember there was some way so that it was saved by magic and it is not wanted, and to any legal stuff ... hm, like so:
Ylenia (the Praiota): "So what - you've used something that never in this should be the world. You have used a wicked force, and this is my total recovery to a great crime. I just wish you would make it undone "
Silvan (the Magician):" I am quite able to set aside the effect
Ylenia: . ... And "
Silvan?: "That would be murder. Golgaris wings was heard even when I found you. "
Ylenia: " Maybe it was meant to be. It is possible that I should die just like ... "(hesitation)" ... others. Did you just with your - your magic mixed "
Silvan: " However, Legally! view, I would commit a murder. You should as the Sanctified Praios know this best, "
Ylenia (still a little scheduled)." You would undo a crime ... well, by a second crime, but that was forgiven in this case "
Silvan: " Watch. I know very well that it would kill you if I would abolish the effect of the spell now. This means that I would commit knowingly and with knowledge of the consequences of an act which causes your death. . So murder "
Ylenia: " ... The best way to discuss it, if I can stand again. You are worse as my mentor. "
Silvan: " You give so beaten "
Ylenia: ? I enter only a tactical retreat in the light of the fact that the enemy is my outnumber"
Silvan. "What? I am alone here. "
Ylenia: " no. I see you twice. And now, excuse me - I think I'm going to faint "
Hach yes, I love you not Ylenia is this." Default Generierungsset-I-am-the-arrogance-in person-and-burn-all. . Ketzer-down "Praiota No, actually it is very socially responsible and tolerant - in Praiosgeweihtenmaßstäben Well, typical. Braniborier. Only in magic, they responded quite allergic, but that has his reasons ... Complicated background stories I love that is also * g *
I just was alarmed by duck: He had a grasshopper in his room, it seemed to hold for entertaining, jumping around on his bed. With combined efforts, we finally managed to create it in the open air. (The Grasshopper, not my brother ...) Now I am faced with the problem of a gnat buzzing around here and I've already gotten a few stitches. Nevertheless, the bitch is not to be caught. Paska! Also, I am hungry, but it's kind of anything reasonable anymore. Although one can Children also are tired of chocolate, but I would prefer it before, something ... uh, heartiness to have. A medium steak now would be awesome. Yes, I know that it is in the middle of the night. I tend to just night hunger pangs. Bad for the figure, but what the heck - I like to eat, to maintain diet. Apparently I have not either. Well, either people are just being polite, or I am suffering from a lack of self-consciousness. Probably both.
Currently I am hanging in once again on Blogthings and addressing me by name generators. I love that name. Sometimes the only reason I'm developing a story or Rollenspielchar because I necessarily a specific name will accommodate. How I would probably mean in another country? Here are the results:
| Your Japanese Name Is .. |
 |
health.
| Your French Name Is |
 Élise Page |
Uh, well I'm not French. Sounds so after strict private tutor or something. And while the sexually frustrated Saturday night film type that sometimes overcomes some point over the minor wards, because grown men do not want to bun and horn-rimmed glasses. To all real
Élise Pages in this world: I'm sorry, but I can not do anything about my associations ... not even aspirin helps ... Sorryyyy!
| Your Sexy Brazilian Name Is |
 Iasmini Peixe |
That's not sexy, it's ... Muaha * * * * tipping
| Your Irish Name Is .. |
 |
Is this a conspiracy or what? I do not get a single reasonable Name from? I think I now need a lot of salami with mustard to me about it ... hinwegzutrösten not that I watch that tastes really!
| ANNIKA | ||
|---|---|---|
| A | is for | Alluring |
| N | is for | Nice |
| N | is for | Nervy |
| I | is for | Insane |
| K | is for | Keen |
| A | is for | Amazing |
Well, it goes =)
Until the next record - the way I see it now, is presumably in five minutes or so ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Free Electro Dj Name Generator
back in..... ! Germany
I have promised myself that I will write as little as possible about Finland. Anyone who has read my previous entries (probably just two people, and I even know which two), is the clear anyway, what I mean.
In any case, I've slept on the ferry a total of about half an hour, and this sleep I had to make up for the time being. Surprisingly, I was already awake but at eleven clock and highly motivated. After reading two star-spending and a Star Trek novel, I had the idea to be texting a few people, so that on could hit the big flea market. Fortunately, Frank had time and we have quite a good time, even in between times Annie, ice cream eaten, Irish folk is etc. .. I think I have a delayed adrenaline of all energy drinks I have consumed because of the sleepless night. At least I'm still psyched and motivated, so I've borrowed from the PC duck and dragged him upstairs to the guest room. Yes, I am hanging now and try not to take the heat. It's damn humid here under the roof. Extra hassle: From indefinable reasons, I tend to fly continuously from the net. Mika romu olevinaan tuo on? (
one consolation I have, however, and these are my musical acquisitions, which I from Finland (yes, I imported the bad word with F):
Sentenced - Ever Frost (Single) ... which is then at home more of them to equal a big fan of Sentenced
Apocalyptica - Life Burns (single) ...* drools *... uh ... * ahem *
Tarot - Suffer Our Pleasures did ... and Marco I also seen in Helsinki * g *
Teräsbetoni - Metallitotuus ... even more crazy Finns ^ ^
And because I run out of ideas, here is my Blog Thing of the Day:
Somehow damn true. DAMN true. Up to the last sentence, I try more, to remind me of my dreams. But hey, otherwise it is absolutely my profile. Amazing. What can I say?
Maybe just "yes näkemiin nähdään taas" - "Goodbye and see you soon" ... I have to write a letter. Right, brother, sister Rurijian? ;)
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
I have promised myself that I will write as little as possible about Finland. Anyone who has read my previous entries (probably just two people, and I even know which two), is the clear anyway, what I mean.
In any case, I've slept on the ferry a total of about half an hour, and this sleep I had to make up for the time being. Surprisingly, I was already awake but at eleven clock and highly motivated. After reading two star-spending and a Star Trek novel, I had the idea to be texting a few people, so that on could hit the big flea market. Fortunately, Frank had time and we have quite a good time, even in between times Annie, ice cream eaten, Irish folk is etc. .. I think I have a delayed adrenaline of all energy drinks I have consumed because of the sleepless night. At least I'm still psyched and motivated, so I've borrowed from the PC duck and dragged him upstairs to the guest room. Yes, I am hanging now and try not to take the heat. It's damn humid here under the roof. Extra hassle: From indefinable reasons, I tend to fly continuously from the net. Mika romu olevinaan tuo on? (
one consolation I have, however, and these are my musical acquisitions, which I from Finland (yes, I imported the bad word with F):
Sentenced - Ever Frost (Single) ... which is then at home more of them to equal a big fan of Sentenced
Apocalyptica - Life Burns (single) ...* drools *... uh ... * ahem *
Tarot - Suffer Our Pleasures did ... and Marco I also seen in Helsinki * g *
Teräsbetoni - Metallitotuus ... even more crazy Finns ^ ^
And because I run out of ideas, here is my Blog Thing of the Day:
| What Your Dreams Mean... |
 Your dreams seem to show that you're very preoccupied with your fears and problems. These bad dreams indicate that you need to spend more time on your issues during the day. Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities. Your dreams indicate that you have very conflicted feelings. You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind. You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind. |
Somehow damn true. DAMN true. Up to the last sentence, I try more, to remind me of my dreams. But hey, otherwise it is absolutely my profile. Amazing. What can I say?
Maybe just "yes näkemiin nähdään taas" - "Goodbye and see you soon" ... I have to write a letter. Right, brother, sister Rurijian? ;)
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Friday, August 19, 2005
Pctv 55e Vista Drivers
Menno (Helsinki Update Part IV - and last)
The headline says it all, right? Actually I wanted to today no longer online, but at 12 we had to clock out of the hostel to check out, and our bus will likely only by 18 clock. (If we find him because ... I suspect old pessimist yes again the worst.) And since you can with "buy-Esskram-for-the-ride-and-then-so-hang" may not sell a whole day I'm just landed back in the "Library 10".
Yesterday we wanted to eat the culmination of something absolutely typical Finnish. So were in the restaurant "Zetor" in the inner city. The thing is just cult! Inside everything from wood and decorated with images like a Jagdhuette or tractors that have been converted into a bar. One can not describe, it's definitely a really cozy atmosphere. While duck (my brother) it was not quite as Finnish and chicken breast ordered with mushroom sauce, I tried it once with Elchgeschnetzeltem with cranberries and mashed potatoes. I must say - fascinating. And now I can at least say with a clear conscience of having once eaten moose.
Then we met up with Susanna, and hung around a bit in Esplanade Park. That is, not exclusively - we were on the Senate Square and the observatory where you can observe from the surrounding park quite well to the south port. It was really nice there, and Susanna and I had a little linguistic discussion. I mean, we tried the "r" to express the other language. Believe it or not, but the Finnish "r" always led me to the fact that I almost tongue bite. Well, maybe I'll learn it eventually.
Overnight, something occurred to me is typical of Finland, which I will miss: The Karelian thingy ... Pies critters ... I always forget how hot they are, but there are rice (mostly) Gebäckstuecke stuffed and delicious. The Finns used them as bread basket, and as cheese on it, but I am content to eat them best. After I get me a few of them for the trip. On the ferry, it is also expensive but damn! While you are German time, however, Finnish prices with a certain "We are the only suppliers, haha" award. So we make them upset by the statement and cover us properly with food and drinks.
Ah yes, the Finnish drinks ... They have Fanta places I've never seen before, and anyway a lot of unusual things. Pineapple lemonade is one of them (and pretty awesome if I may say so). Or the juices: pineapple-mandarin is my new dream combination. They also seem to anything drinkable with strawberry and mango flavor to stand. I have never seen food Mangoeistee ...
By the way: I've bought a Finnish-German dictionary. More specifically, Suomi-Saksa-Suomi. Yes, Suomi, Finland / Finnish and Saksa is German (Germany). Sounds strange, but Sun Here it seems to us not to think of Germans, but in Saxony. Well, the French have it all the more with men, but as long as we associate no one with the vandals, I am satisfied. Although that definitely do some ... at least since Bravo & Co. ..
Let's see how I feel when I'm back in Germany. One thing is certain: I must discourage myself to speak English with everyone. At least I'm starting to have to think in English, and this is usually an indication of future confusion. And then once photos are considered: Yes, a digicam is a brilliant invention. Hm, let's see when I get to that - maybe I'll stay a few more days with my parents because I somehow uncomfortable with the idea after Essen zurueckzufahren. Vielleicht, weil dann alle alten Probleme wieder auf mich einbrechen. Das kann gerne noch ein paar Tage warten. Ausserdem ist vermutlich am Wochenende Grossflohmarkt in Eutin, und ich trage mich mit dem Gedanken, ein paar alte Freunde anzuklingeln. Und schliesslich hat Ente einen PC mit Internetanschluss, woran es mir daheim noch irgendwie mangelt. Es steht zwar zur Aussicht, dass wir uns bei unserer neuen Nachbarin einklinken können, aber bei meinem Glueck dauert das noch ein paar Monate, wenn es ueberhaupt klappt...
He, weg mit dem Pessimismus. Ich will schliesslich nicht, dass meine letzte Erinnerung an Helsinki von schlechter Stimmung geprägt ist. Also: Kopf hoch, tief durchatmen und ein letztes Mal auf ins Stadtgetuemmel...
heul *... ...*
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
The headline says it all, right? Actually I wanted to today no longer online, but at 12 we had to clock out of the hostel to check out, and our bus will likely only by 18 clock. (If we find him because ... I suspect old pessimist yes again the worst.) And since you can with "buy-Esskram-for-the-ride-and-then-so-hang" may not sell a whole day I'm just landed back in the "Library 10".
Yesterday we wanted to eat the culmination of something absolutely typical Finnish. So were in the restaurant "Zetor" in the inner city. The thing is just cult! Inside everything from wood and decorated with images like a Jagdhuette or tractors that have been converted into a bar. One can not describe, it's definitely a really cozy atmosphere. While duck (my brother) it was not quite as Finnish and chicken breast ordered with mushroom sauce, I tried it once with Elchgeschnetzeltem with cranberries and mashed potatoes. I must say - fascinating. And now I can at least say with a clear conscience of having once eaten moose.
Then we met up with Susanna, and hung around a bit in Esplanade Park. That is, not exclusively - we were on the Senate Square and the observatory where you can observe from the surrounding park quite well to the south port. It was really nice there, and Susanna and I had a little linguistic discussion. I mean, we tried the "r" to express the other language. Believe it or not, but the Finnish "r" always led me to the fact that I almost tongue bite. Well, maybe I'll learn it eventually.
Overnight, something occurred to me is typical of Finland, which I will miss: The Karelian thingy ... Pies critters ... I always forget how hot they are, but there are rice (mostly) Gebäckstuecke stuffed and delicious. The Finns used them as bread basket, and as cheese on it, but I am content to eat them best. After I get me a few of them for the trip. On the ferry, it is also expensive but damn! While you are German time, however, Finnish prices with a certain "We are the only suppliers, haha" award. So we make them upset by the statement and cover us properly with food and drinks.
Ah yes, the Finnish drinks ... They have Fanta places I've never seen before, and anyway a lot of unusual things. Pineapple lemonade is one of them (and pretty awesome if I may say so). Or the juices: pineapple-mandarin is my new dream combination. They also seem to anything drinkable with strawberry and mango flavor to stand. I have never seen food Mangoeistee ...
By the way: I've bought a Finnish-German dictionary. More specifically, Suomi-Saksa-Suomi. Yes, Suomi, Finland / Finnish and Saksa is German (Germany). Sounds strange, but Sun Here it seems to us not to think of Germans, but in Saxony. Well, the French have it all the more with men, but as long as we associate no one with the vandals, I am satisfied. Although that definitely do some ... at least since Bravo & Co. ..
Let's see how I feel when I'm back in Germany. One thing is certain: I must discourage myself to speak English with everyone. At least I'm starting to have to think in English, and this is usually an indication of future confusion. And then once photos are considered: Yes, a digicam is a brilliant invention. Hm, let's see when I get to that - maybe I'll stay a few more days with my parents because I somehow uncomfortable with the idea after Essen zurueckzufahren. Vielleicht, weil dann alle alten Probleme wieder auf mich einbrechen. Das kann gerne noch ein paar Tage warten. Ausserdem ist vermutlich am Wochenende Grossflohmarkt in Eutin, und ich trage mich mit dem Gedanken, ein paar alte Freunde anzuklingeln. Und schliesslich hat Ente einen PC mit Internetanschluss, woran es mir daheim noch irgendwie mangelt. Es steht zwar zur Aussicht, dass wir uns bei unserer neuen Nachbarin einklinken können, aber bei meinem Glueck dauert das noch ein paar Monate, wenn es ueberhaupt klappt...
He, weg mit dem Pessimismus. Ich will schliesslich nicht, dass meine letzte Erinnerung an Helsinki von schlechter Stimmung geprägt ist. Also: Kopf hoch, tief durchatmen und ein letztes Mal auf ins Stadtgetuemmel...
heul *... ...*
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Gay Cruising Hyderabad
ducks and ends (Helsinki Update Part III)
Why does time go always fastest when you are wohlfuehlt?
This is my last full day in Helsinki. I can not believe it. Actually, I'm only just arrived, right? Okay, "just" was about a week ago, but still ...
I will not get out of here!
Call me strangely quiet, but I felt has never been faster living somewhere like here. I am sure that this is the place where I want to live in the future. And now, as soon as I start to discover it really, I have gone again. Germany - the country with which nothing connects me than the fact that I was born there by chance. If I could fluently Finnish, then I would try to emigrate as soon as possible. Now must wait another few years.
But well, I've got a couple of reasons, in good old Germany linger: First, my friends, I miss really, on the other hand the role-play - which seems to be very popular in Finland, but they do not know DSA and this is a problem. I'll have to teach them urgently ... What I will miss
:
- Susanna, which has become within a short time to a really good friend
- The store opening times: some shops to 21 clock, grocery stores to 23 clock - even on Sundays!
- The gulls ^ ^
- everywhere Finnish - even though I hardly understand
- The people who I feel are somewhat friendly and helpful than in Germany
- The cafes on every corner (and they * even Chai Latte * happy )
- The sea in front of the "front door" - and a lot of islands to
- The main train station (I was sure twenty times since in the past few days)
- The metal corner in just about every CD store
- The entire city - clean, modern, yet somehow "out of time", with lots of green
- Free Internet in the library =)
- The Ducks of Seurasaari (although I still my have personal Quak, right, brother? * G *)
- HELSINKIIIII !!!!!
What I will miss less:
- The confusing PC keyboards
- The Finnish price level, which is on average slightly higher than my usual
- For a few German newspapers and magazines
... Hmm, what is striking to you, if you look at the two lists? Exactly, I'm biased! * Laughs * But I really have a very strange feeling in the pit of my stomach when I think of the departure - like a long distance relationship when you say goodbye and then it must just know that you will not be long goodbye. Too long ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Why does time go always fastest when you are wohlfuehlt?
This is my last full day in Helsinki. I can not believe it. Actually, I'm only just arrived, right? Okay, "just" was about a week ago, but still ...
I will not get out of here!
Call me strangely quiet, but I felt has never been faster living somewhere like here. I am sure that this is the place where I want to live in the future. And now, as soon as I start to discover it really, I have gone again. Germany - the country with which nothing connects me than the fact that I was born there by chance. If I could fluently Finnish, then I would try to emigrate as soon as possible. Now must wait another few years.
But well, I've got a couple of reasons, in good old Germany linger: First, my friends, I miss really, on the other hand the role-play - which seems to be very popular in Finland, but they do not know DSA and this is a problem. I'll have to teach them urgently ... What I will miss
:
- Susanna, which has become within a short time to a really good friend
- The store opening times: some shops to 21 clock, grocery stores to 23 clock - even on Sundays!
- The gulls ^ ^
- everywhere Finnish - even though I hardly understand
- The people who I feel are somewhat friendly and helpful than in Germany
- The cafes on every corner (and they * even Chai Latte * happy )
- The sea in front of the "front door" - and a lot of islands to
- The main train station (I was sure twenty times since in the past few days)
- The metal corner in just about every CD store
- The entire city - clean, modern, yet somehow "out of time", with lots of green
- Free Internet in the library =)
- The Ducks of Seurasaari (although I still my have personal Quak, right, brother? * G *)
- HELSINKIIIII !!!!!
What I will miss less:
- The confusing PC keyboards
- The Finnish price level, which is on average slightly higher than my usual
- For a few German newspapers and magazines
... Hmm, what is striking to you, if you look at the two lists? Exactly, I'm biased! * Laughs * But I really have a very strange feeling in the pit of my stomach when I think of the departure - like a long distance relationship when you say goodbye and then it must just know that you will not be long goodbye. Too long ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Games Of Silverado Ss
Lensch @ 2005-08-17T12: 48:00
Today I received a commitment for Berlin. Free University - Bachelor of Journalism. Let's see what will come.
Today I received a commitment for Berlin. Free University - Bachelor of Journalism. Let's see what will come.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Cool Facebook Profile Ideas
Lensch @ 2005-08-16T19: 18:00
yes Friday was again a disaster. Jenny and I, like not leaving,. I will not swear so much, she says. I mean never angry when I say that and get upset about it at all. Oh man. And I'll remember, because of course no one says it to me immediately. It is not gepöbelt.
Oh, was in the Stoneage, Emoparty, haha. Me in the dress, double haha. But as I said, disaster.
Jenny is pissed drunk and ran away ... Well.
room Saturday, Italians watch from WYD. There were only 6 pieces and the ham reudiges English spoken.
much remained there too long, but am Sunday, went to breakfast with Anna and Christian, to Cologne. Social Distortion, yesterday. Great. MIKE NESS! Wow.
Have never seen so many Full Sleeves (zutätowierte arms) and Grease-hairstyles seen. Super. Untätowiert you were in the minority. And
SOCIAL DISTORTION! It has unfortunately seen hardly anything, but it was great, anyway. Hach. Was twice
taste in Subay in Cologne and with the Philadelphia Sandwiches yes even better, I raced off * g *.
Have seen quite a lot of WYD pilgrims and - very funny - the volunteer of the SZ, where I've been training. In Cologne, haha. And everywhere, blue backpacks.
Our car makes funny noises at 180 * g *
yes Friday was again a disaster. Jenny and I, like not leaving,. I will not swear so much, she says. I mean never angry when I say that and get upset about it at all. Oh man. And I'll remember, because of course no one says it to me immediately. It is not gepöbelt.
Oh, was in the Stoneage, Emoparty, haha. Me in the dress, double haha. But as I said, disaster.
Jenny is pissed drunk and ran away ... Well.
room Saturday, Italians watch from WYD. There were only 6 pieces and the ham reudiges English spoken.
much remained there too long, but am Sunday, went to breakfast with Anna and Christian, to Cologne. Social Distortion, yesterday. Great. MIKE NESS! Wow.
Have never seen so many Full Sleeves (zutätowierte arms) and Grease-hairstyles seen. Super. Untätowiert you were in the minority. And
SOCIAL DISTORTION! It has unfortunately seen hardly anything, but it was great, anyway. Hach. Was twice
taste in Subay in Cologne and with the Philadelphia Sandwiches yes even better, I raced off * g *.
Have seen quite a lot of WYD pilgrims and - very funny - the volunteer of the SZ, where I've been training. In Cologne, haha. And everywhere, blue backpacks.
Our car makes funny noises at 180 * g *
Stopped Running Hip Bursitis
considerations about a seagull (Helsinki Update Part II)
Today I saw a seagull, which I will never forget. Without knowing I was sitting with a plate of paella at Kauppatori, the market at the Helsinki South Harbour, when I penetrated at once a shrill shriek of the ears. Next to me on a van sat a seagull, which stubbornly defended their newly conquered territory. Head stretched upwards, the beak ripped like a charlatan, she strutted around there, and was drawn up, apparently superior to the world. (What I would also, if I could fly ...) Never before have I come across a bird that has such a proud and confident. I photographed the gull, and she spontaneously baptized in the name of Sisu. (A barely translatable Finnish term among others 'strength', 'toughness' and 'pride' means.) Then I took a sip of pear juice to her health and was satisfied with a city where even the seagulls are happy.
The Uspensky Cathedral, however, was less worth seeing. has too many stairs to get a single gold overloaded plane space to be content where you are silent and still and take off his hat. Although I wear a hat, but a bandana, but as a precaution I have sold anyway. Luckily it was not necessary in the Suomenlinna Museum, and there I even get student discount. Now the question arises, what is yet to visit. After Linnanmäki in the amusement park, I would already like to but I can not afford it anymore. Well, the Senate Square is worth a look, and thanks to tourist ticket, we can now crisscross rumkurven in Helsinki. Same time, we will pay the small metal CD shop a visit, we spotted from the line direction 3T Kallio have.
Hui, Goth-alarm in the library. Anyway here is running a lot of black people around - just like home. Even behind the counter in the library sits a full aufgestylter Gothic - THAT would be hardly possible at home. Yes, I can see, Helsinki is my destiny. Since apparently no one bothers some clothes on and black eyeliner. And even with the Rastas blaulilanen I will not stare half as crooked as in good old Germany. I do not want to leave anyway. Pah, I stay here, me chain fast to the Havis Amanda or something ...
... No, not better. Unless I could get some nice folks here, but I lack the time pretty. But eventually, I'm sure I'll be at home in Helsinki, as I am currently already feel it!
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Today I saw a seagull, which I will never forget. Without knowing I was sitting with a plate of paella at Kauppatori, the market at the Helsinki South Harbour, when I penetrated at once a shrill shriek of the ears. Next to me on a van sat a seagull, which stubbornly defended their newly conquered territory. Head stretched upwards, the beak ripped like a charlatan, she strutted around there, and was drawn up, apparently superior to the world. (What I would also, if I could fly ...) Never before have I come across a bird that has such a proud and confident. I photographed the gull, and she spontaneously baptized in the name of Sisu. (A barely translatable Finnish term among others 'strength', 'toughness' and 'pride' means.) Then I took a sip of pear juice to her health and was satisfied with a city where even the seagulls are happy.
The Uspensky Cathedral, however, was less worth seeing. has too many stairs to get a single gold overloaded plane space to be content where you are silent and still and take off his hat. Although I wear a hat, but a bandana, but as a precaution I have sold anyway. Luckily it was not necessary in the Suomenlinna Museum, and there I even get student discount. Now the question arises, what is yet to visit. After Linnanmäki in the amusement park, I would already like to but I can not afford it anymore. Well, the Senate Square is worth a look, and thanks to tourist ticket, we can now crisscross rumkurven in Helsinki. Same time, we will pay the small metal CD shop a visit, we spotted from the line direction 3T Kallio have.
Hui, Goth-alarm in the library. Anyway here is running a lot of black people around - just like home. Even behind the counter in the library sits a full aufgestylter Gothic - THAT would be hardly possible at home. Yes, I can see, Helsinki is my destiny. Since apparently no one bothers some clothes on and black eyeliner. And even with the Rastas blaulilanen I will not stare half as crooked as in good old Germany. I do not want to leave anyway. Pah, I stay here, me chain fast to the Havis Amanda or something ...
... No, not better. Unless I could get some nice folks here, but I lack the time pretty. But eventually, I'm sure I'll be at home in Helsinki, as I am currently already feel it!
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Sunday, August 14, 2005
When Is Tech Deck Live Out
Helsinki-Update, Part I
What a great feeling to finally have a roof over their heads, and the regular!
The past few days we have spent in Susanna's small dorm room, along with her and her little sister, Suvi. You do not even have money required for it, but even bought food for us, made us Sightseeing (Tervasaari, Kauppatori, Suomenlinna Finnish words taught us ...), and more. Absolutely amazing! Needless to say, I've invited them to ensure good old Germany - and I hope they accept this invitation. But, chances are very good ... Now we just were
for accommodation services and have finally got at last a hotel room. A sweet little two-room at the train station, so perfect for any kind of city tour. So everything would be optimal if the German newspapers were not quite as expensive - but otherwise I can not complain. The weather is consistently quite good, although it yesterday evening has been raining - but you can really easily run around in T-shirt. The people are very friendly and helpful, and you have no problems if you hardly speaks a word in Finnish: English is understood everywhere accepted UDN.
Now we have to go but to pick up our luggage at the hotel and bring Susanna. Then I can get down the 15 postcards that I have just bought to fill with words. Folks, I hope you know what I bring for you for Victims ... ;-)
Note: Oh man, this keyboard is worse than the previous one - this clamp even the keys ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
What a great feeling to finally have a roof over their heads, and the regular!
The past few days we have spent in Susanna's small dorm room, along with her and her little sister, Suvi. You do not even have money required for it, but even bought food for us, made us Sightseeing (Tervasaari, Kauppatori, Suomenlinna Finnish words taught us ...), and more. Absolutely amazing! Needless to say, I've invited them to ensure good old Germany - and I hope they accept this invitation. But, chances are very good ... Now we just were
for accommodation services and have finally got at last a hotel room. A sweet little two-room at the train station, so perfect for any kind of city tour. So everything would be optimal if the German newspapers were not quite as expensive - but otherwise I can not complain. The weather is consistently quite good, although it yesterday evening has been raining - but you can really easily run around in T-shirt. The people are very friendly and helpful, and you have no problems if you hardly speaks a word in Finnish: English is understood everywhere accepted UDN.
Now we have to go but to pick up our luggage at the hotel and bring Susanna. Then I can get down the 15 postcards that I have just bought to fill with words. Folks, I hope you know what I bring for you for Victims ... ;-)
Note: Oh man, this keyboard is worse than the previous one - this clamp even the keys ...
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Friday, August 12, 2005
Tatoos On Your Boobies
Lost in Helsinki
I hate World Athletics Championships. I hate them. I hate them ...
Yesterday we arrived in Finland and found promptly, that it is too late to pass on the accommodation arrangements. After some nice people helped us, we were still no accommodation, we just talked to three bags packed Finnish women. One of them, Susanna, sought to find a hostel, and finally invited us to spend the night in her dorm. So we got mattresses and free lodging in the living room, this delicious tea and a map of Helsinki.
far, so good ...
The next day (today) we were well rested and motivated the way to the accommodation service at the station. And There we experienced the shock of our lives: almost everything is booked within because of the IAAF World Championships, and the few hotels that still have rooms available, their prices have increased sharply. Below 44 € per night we can do nothing.
Are all become as crazy?
Now we sit here and not on knowledge. Susan has agreed to meet us afterwards at the station. She knows a campsite nearby and wants to find out where you can rent tents. This is not really what we wanted, but if there is no other way, then we kip we stick to the tent. As if Wacken was not enough ...
PAŠKA! : (
Why must the hotels and hostels are always opportunistic and I think it's damn unfair We even wanted to 'Kompassi ", a youth counseling service, but unfortunately we arrived about 1 minute (!!!) too late and the. door was closed. And before Monday make no longer. Everything just seems because the houses here somehow do not have numbers and we ran in search of the "Lasipalatsi" three times by half the city center and back. I hear up there someone laugh? Hi, I can not spend because once in a lifetime a relaxing holiday without any disasters befall again about me?
Now I just hang in the "Library 10" a library near Rautatieasema (Hauptbahnhof), where we may charge a half hour into the Internet. Well, I write my despair of the soul. I mean, one night I would have to go through time, if the prospect would have been to find the next day for a hotel - but no, the World Cup lasts until 14 8, and if no spontaneous falling prices, is still not sure ...
Hey, close encounters of the 3rd Art! Guess who was standing next to me. No, not Perttu of Apocalyptica (schaaade. ..), nor by Olli Turisas, we met on the ferry (quote: "War is the violin!"), But Susanna. Explore with her sister, who here just found a place of study, has a flat. Afterwards, they will call on the campsite and ask open as long as they have and whether we would make it even more to drive there today. If we find anything today, she said, can we also like to go to sleep with her. Damn, the Finns are a bit of nice and helpful! No one has viewed us wrong, and have tried all non-honest, to help us. You really can only recommend to travel to that country. Also, I've never seen such a clean city ... I very much hope that we have adjusted the sleep problem soon and finally get a clear head to do a little sightseeing.
Pardon my unusual spelling, but these keyboards are getting used to. There are no equivalents to "ue" and "sharp s", the buttons are covered partially different (eg, the Y there should be the Z, and vice versa). There are a button for Å. Fascinating. But despite all the keyboard problems and other difficulties, I would like to spend my holidays in any other country. And my life is not really ... well, once destined later.
So, time is running out, I have to make only one conclusion for today. More information to follow soon, for sure - I know now that I come to the Internet.
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
I hate World Athletics Championships. I hate them. I hate them ...
Yesterday we arrived in Finland and found promptly, that it is too late to pass on the accommodation arrangements. After some nice people helped us, we were still no accommodation, we just talked to three bags packed Finnish women. One of them, Susanna, sought to find a hostel, and finally invited us to spend the night in her dorm. So we got mattresses and free lodging in the living room, this delicious tea and a map of Helsinki.
far, so good ...
The next day (today) we were well rested and motivated the way to the accommodation service at the station. And There we experienced the shock of our lives: almost everything is booked within because of the IAAF World Championships, and the few hotels that still have rooms available, their prices have increased sharply. Below 44 € per night we can do nothing.
Are all become as crazy?
Now we sit here and not on knowledge. Susan has agreed to meet us afterwards at the station. She knows a campsite nearby and wants to find out where you can rent tents. This is not really what we wanted, but if there is no other way, then we kip we stick to the tent. As if Wacken was not enough ...
PAŠKA! : (
Why must the hotels and hostels are always opportunistic and I think it's damn unfair We even wanted to 'Kompassi ", a youth counseling service, but unfortunately we arrived about 1 minute (!!!) too late and the. door was closed. And before Monday make no longer. Everything just seems because the houses here somehow do not have numbers and we ran in search of the "Lasipalatsi" three times by half the city center and back. I hear up there someone laugh? Hi, I can not spend because once in a lifetime a relaxing holiday without any disasters befall again about me?
Now I just hang in the "Library 10" a library near Rautatieasema (Hauptbahnhof), where we may charge a half hour into the Internet. Well, I write my despair of the soul. I mean, one night I would have to go through time, if the prospect would have been to find the next day for a hotel - but no, the World Cup lasts until 14 8, and if no spontaneous falling prices, is still not sure ...
Hey, close encounters of the 3rd Art! Guess who was standing next to me. No, not Perttu of Apocalyptica (schaaade. ..), nor by Olli Turisas, we met on the ferry (quote: "War is the violin!"), But Susanna. Explore with her sister, who here just found a place of study, has a flat. Afterwards, they will call on the campsite and ask open as long as they have and whether we would make it even more to drive there today. If we find anything today, she said, can we also like to go to sleep with her. Damn, the Finns are a bit of nice and helpful! No one has viewed us wrong, and have tried all non-honest, to help us. You really can only recommend to travel to that country. Also, I've never seen such a clean city ... I very much hope that we have adjusted the sleep problem soon and finally get a clear head to do a little sightseeing.
Pardon my unusual spelling, but these keyboards are getting used to. There are no equivalents to "ue" and "sharp s", the buttons are covered partially different (eg, the Y there should be the Z, and vice versa). There are a button for Å. Fascinating. But despite all the keyboard problems and other difficulties, I would like to spend my holidays in any other country. And my life is not really ... well, once destined later.
So, time is running out, I have to make only one conclusion for today. More information to follow soon, for sure - I know now that I come to the Internet.
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Epiphone Casino Plans
I kommeee!
I feel, it's back up.
I feel good.
I feel horny.
And tomorrow is weekend
I feel, it's back up.
I feel good.
I feel horny.
And tomorrow is weekend
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Lisence Name And Lisence Number Plato
Huuunger!
Those damned Weight Watchers Spaghetti! Once again I have these things for dinner. There's nothing in it at all! Two forks and you should have enough. ^ ^
Oh, last night it was soooo beautiful. I did not want ego-evenings with romantic movies and ice are so relaxing. I wonder just what I want now look beautiful. Or better yet I read the book then? In any case I have to employ me. Thanks to these spaghetti all night I can not think straight and just want to eat. Great! Today was
again a really bad day. And as it looks, my last for the next few months. 've Watched Sex and the City, I cooked something delicious, for sports, nursed me, read something and led my motivation book.
Well, I do now sometimes all that is left to do and then forgave me behind my book (which just do not want to be ready ... even 800 pages. To the first 200 I've been for weeks to it (of course with interruption and other great books * g *).
See you later, aligator!
Those damned Weight Watchers Spaghetti! Once again I have these things for dinner. There's nothing in it at all! Two forks and you should have enough. ^ ^
Oh, last night it was soooo beautiful. I did not want ego-evenings with romantic movies and ice are so relaxing. I wonder just what I want now look beautiful. Or better yet I read the book then? In any case I have to employ me. Thanks to these spaghetti all night I can not think straight and just want to eat. Great! Today was
again a really bad day. And as it looks, my last for the next few months. 've Watched Sex and the City, I cooked something delicious, for sports, nursed me, read something and led my motivation book.
Well, I do now sometimes all that is left to do and then forgave me behind my book (which just do not want to be ready ... even 800 pages. To the first 200 I've been for weeks to it (of course with interruption and other great books * g *).
See you later, aligator!
Tuesday, August 9, 2005
Christie Orient Critics
nervousness Ahoy!
So, on Monday so it's ready. My teaching begins (again)
one hand, I'm looking forward of course animal, make up for something and before I am particularly to feel needed again, to be taken seriously and just take the normal challenges. But on the other hand, I've hell of fear of failure. Probably everything is half as bad as I imagine the whole, and on Tuesday I am settled again. The tingling is certain, however, still exist.
The two weeks holiday with my Schatzilein since yesterday, unfortunately, already passed (as time goes by ...). Have made efforts, and had up to my two bitchy days a wonderful time. Sunday night I almost cried the whole time because his luggage and of course he (* g *) I missed scary. But now is Wednesday, and soon after Friday. Our anniversary. The passes you really like? 3 years and 9 months? Jo, Could I do agree!
Yesterday and today I was very, very productive. 've Cleaned out my office and I respect my rusty joy of sewing and my training was rediscovered.
The earliest surviving journal I also designed the same and is thus ready for the post!
Weight Watchers works quite okay. belongings can be removed in the first week of 2.4 kg, then increased in the second 800gr and now I hold my weight. Not very bright - I have an excuse but anyway * g *: It was a holiday. And these tasty kebabs, Baklava and other sweets (Such as magnums Vision
) were just too tempting! Unfortunately, it'll work in my last vacation week without Schatzi worse than expected. Could all the time to eat something. Fortunately,'s just chips at home, otherwise I'd probably already 2 pounds fed.
I forgave now with my Weight Watchers Vanilla ice cream in front of my PC (Hello! * g *) and me to see Sex and the City or some other shit.
Arrivederci!
So, on Monday so it's ready. My teaching begins (again)
one hand, I'm looking forward of course animal, make up for something and before I am particularly to feel needed again, to be taken seriously and just take the normal challenges. But on the other hand, I've hell of fear of failure. Probably everything is half as bad as I imagine the whole, and on Tuesday I am settled again. The tingling is certain, however, still exist. The two weeks holiday with my Schatzilein since yesterday, unfortunately, already passed (as time goes by ...). Have made efforts, and had up to my two bitchy days a wonderful time. Sunday night I almost cried the whole time because his luggage and of course he (* g *) I missed scary. But now is Wednesday, and soon after Friday. Our anniversary. The passes you really like? 3 years and 9 months? Jo, Could I do agree!
Yesterday and today I was very, very productive. 've Cleaned out my office and I respect my rusty joy of sewing and my training was rediscovered.
The earliest surviving journal I also designed the same and is thus ready for the post!
Weight Watchers works quite okay. belongings can be removed in the first week of 2.4 kg, then increased in the second 800gr and now I hold my weight. Not very bright - I have an excuse but anyway * g *: It was a holiday. And these tasty kebabs, Baklava and other sweets (Such as magnums Vision
) were just too tempting! Unfortunately, it'll work in my last vacation week without Schatzi worse than expected. Could all the time to eat something. Fortunately,'s just chips at home, otherwise I'd probably already 2 pounds fed. I forgave now with my Weight Watchers Vanilla ice cream in front of my PC (Hello! * g *) and me to see Sex and the City or some other shit.
Arrivederci!
Littlest Pet Shop Computer Game Cheats
The first
cancellation. Bochum. So to some extent. For Media / Communication Sciences, I was not called. Well. Too bad, with 1.6. Super. How can this be only the "great" universities? 'm Depressed level entirely.
cancellation. Bochum. So to some extent. For Media / Communication Sciences, I was not called. Well. Too bad, with 1.6. Super. How can this be only the "great" universities? 'm Depressed level entirely.
Remote Controlled Pinata
Funny little quiz things
I love online quizzes, multiple-choice questionnaires, and all that stuff. Honest! By chance, I'm just on a website called "Blog Things" encountered, on which there are such tests to paste into blogs. Fascinating ... The most interesting tests and results I present here a look around. Maybe someone will come by on the same idea or at least has fun to explore the depths of my soul ... ;)
Okay, some of which are quite appropriate ... What? Oh, that would be too easy * g *
More to follow soon!
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
I love online quizzes, multiple-choice questionnaires, and all that stuff. Honest! By chance, I'm just on a website called "Blog Things" encountered, on which there are such tests to paste into blogs. Fascinating ... The most interesting tests and results I present here a look around. Maybe someone will come by on the same idea or at least has fun to explore the depths of my soul ... ;)
| How You Life Your Life |
 You seem to be straightforward, but you keep a lot inside. You are always tactful and diplomatic. You let people down gently. You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly. You have one big dream in your life, and you never lose sight of it. |
| Your Hidden Talent |
 You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together. Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly. People crave your praise and complements. |
 You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant. Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle. You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs. For you, comfort and calm are very important. You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection. You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong. |
| Your Birthdate: November 14 |
| With a birthday on the 14th of the month (5 energy) you are inclined to work well with people and enjoy them. You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas, and you are also very good at organization and systematizing. You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel. You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable. Your mind is quick, clever and analytical. A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine, and rebel against it. You have a tendency to shirk responsibility. |
Your Extroversion Profile: |
| Assertiveness: Very High |
| Friendliness: Very High |
| Excitement Seeking: High |
| Sociability: High |
| Activity Level: Medium |
| Cheerfulness: Medium |
Okay, some of which are quite appropriate ... What? Oh, that would be too easy * g *
More to follow soon!
Ystävällisin terveisin,
Taistelija
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