Spending the evening all alone became a habit for me. My girlfriend Katharina left for her internship in San Francisco a few weeks ago, but fortunately, we’re going to count down the days until she returns. Only 18 days until I can hold her in my arms again, and only 18 days which mean to spend time sitting infront of the laptop in the living room and celebrating the brilliant combination of using candle lights with your digitalized hardware .
Who’d believe I’m awake these days at such an early time of the day? Usually I’ve not moved myself out of bed before 9 a.m. hence the semester break. Fortunately, I have a good reason to sleep longer since Kat and myself usually talk later at night to meet the 9 hours time difference. And as far as I can tell, its worth every second! But in the last couple of days, I noticed that we are again talking with each other around either 6 a.m. or 7.45 a.m. for about 30 minutes up to an hour. Its no problem at all, except that I’m suffering from a small lack of sleep – 3 to 4 hours won’t be enough to stay healthy. I have already considered of sleeping 2 hours in advance at noon, but we’ll see how this develops in the upcoming 18 days until Katharina will return! ;) Now I am awake, I am going to get a cup of coffee…
I admit to be bored on a Sunday. There’s nothing to do, the weather ain’t gonna change much. I believe these clouds will cover the sky for a few hours. And surprisingly, I’m feeling cold as if good old autumn arrived. But would this be the only thing that concerned me this weekend? Quite not. I managed to ruin my computer.
Not the laptop, but the stationary tower PC. It might still work properly, but the power supply unit made strange noises for weeks and is way too loud anyways. Probably the fan was scratching the side and was not mounted correctly anymore. This does not matter much. Instead of enjoying a small LAN session with my younger cousin, the harddisk drive made some amazing sounds, all lights beeped, the system halted temporarily before continuing normally. I do not know what caused this, but I rather chose to turn the power off and leave the PC until I get the necessary replacement.
I’ll try to invest approximately 400-450 Euros for a new tower since everything else works fine and I won’t need any other peripherals. But with a totally not neccessarily brand new computer, I’ll get a better graphics card and a faster CPU and more space to store data plus a DVD r/w drive. Well, there’s always a need for a good (quiet) computer and compared to my old one, it’ll surely be a blast! ;)
Tonight I finally got my ballot… and I already voted. It wasn’t that easy after all but I made my vote a couple of days ahead. My choice was pretty much based on my situation as a student. I discused it with my mum tonight as well but in the end my desicion was pretty clear. It feels kind of strange now because the crosses are set and I’m hoping I made the right decision. So I’ll see and have to wait one more week…
The weather is so amazingly wonderful in Flensburg. The temperatures are approximately 27°C and I still want to have a swimming session in the sea. I’m off for now heading to the beach – by bus! ;)
Within the realms of our imagination, a relationship is a quite wonderful miracle for the body, the soul and our mind. Facing the endless joy of love, I’m always engulfed with the maximum of positiveness one can imagine. But being separated from Kat sometimes seems to require a special attention to your emotions. She spent the weekend in Death Valley where nobody can call one up on the mobile phone or simply do some online voip talking via Skype. No, there is nothing but a public phone from which Kat was able to give me calls.
In this situation, what would one say if the feelings betray you? How do you react on external factors that influence you? And how do you achieve your inner balance for the love within you while suffering from the distance almost as much to negate the positiveness of love?
We went out on last Saturday at the Flensburg Honky Tonk to hear live music being played in about 25 different bars and restaurants in the city. Further, of course the group consisting of Lena, Oke, David, Christian, Christoph, Jörn and myself spent a few hours on doing our special-dance-off show in the Deutsches Haus, a larger event hall. Apparently, Lena and I were the only two souls who were suffering from both of our temporary long-distance relationships.
After this long partying event and the masses of lightly dressed girls, at least I knew that my interest in going out was not meeting with all these chicks. Instead of sharing the idea which nearly every male being has during such parties -to get something for the night-, I realized I just went there in order to get rid of Kat from my mind. And as far as I know from Lena, she kind of did the same to have some other thoughts instead those about her boyfriend Jonas.
As soon as I thought about something else, I really did have things in mind which I haven’t thought of for a while. That happened while dancing, but once I closed my eyes (and still moved my body during our show), I continuously thought about Kat. And the more I thought I had fun, the more I thought about her – which was contradictory to the idea of freeing my mind for that evening.
What did this teach me? Actually nothing but a lesson for me which I did not pass. I failed in being strong as everything overcame me last night. I realized I love her more than I can still imagine. But then, fortunately, I realized that already in the past before letting her go to the USA. But within this moment of self-realization, I knew that I can even less survive a relationship if I’m unable to simply call the beloved one. However, I did survive and it is monday. Kat returned already to San Francisco, and I received a mail from her in reply to mine. Finally, I know she’s safe again, and finally we can talk again this evening. But already now I miss being woken up by her call in my night…
Ich fühle mich gut. Wirklich so gut, dass ich Bäume ausreissen konnte. Und was habe ich nicht alles gegessen…
Zuerst haben wir frische Brommbeeren in der Stadt von riesigen Büschen gepflückt, und die uns richtig munden lassen. Auch wenn eine Straße daneben ist, waren die Beeren so sonnig gereift, weil niemand an sie ran kam. Und mal ganz ehrlich, die Schadstoffe, die am ZOB in Flensburg aufkommen, werden meistens schon durch eine steife Brise wieder weggeblasen.
Danach haben wir eine Holunder-Bionade getrunken. Dieses Zeug hat mit 19 kcal fast keine Kalorien in der 0.33l Flasche, was im Vergleich zu einer handelsüblichen Coca Cola mit 138.6 kcal ein mordsmäßiger Unterschied ist, zumal man für die Bionade nur bummelig 20 Cent im Straßen-Café draufzahlt.
Ansonsten gab es leckere selbstbelegte Gemüse-Thunfisch-Pizza zu essen, wobei alles (Inkredenzien und Belag) von LIDL stammte. Und im Vergleich zu den Vortagen gab es nur eine Adjustierung meines Gewichtes auf 101.1 Kilogramm – diesmal noch mit dem vollen Mageninhalt. Ich rechne wieder in kurzer Zeit mit einer 100er Zahl. Soviel dazu, das muss sein – man fühlt sich gesünder, lockerer, leichter, wenn man sich nicht wie früher mit multiplen Mahlzeiten ernährt, sondern auch kurzfristig Hungern kann: Allen standardisierten Diäten zum trotz!
Since last weekend, I have the most perfect view on the recent moments of intimacy at the other side of the street. While looking out of the windows in our office, I noticed a change of behavior of my (indirect) neighbors. I’m not going to write a psychological analysis, but just what I saw. The window of the empty appartment was usually filled with a few bottles. Some lad was constantly sitting in the room next to the empty one – he was always occupied with gaming and whatever else he had to do. He is a smoker and turns up on the balcony above the street a few times the day.
But now the free room of the appartment has been rented to a blonde girl. Its the neighboring girl! What a lovely coincidence, it is a shared appartment. She must have moved in this saturday, and the new mystery in our street began to develop.
First of all, I can set the clock after these two smokers, at least every 1.5 hours they need to have a chatter on the balcony. Usually the girl is the one who’s starting it by climbing out of her window (she has no door to the balcony) and by banging her fingers against his door. He moves towards her, haha, they’re having a small chat and of course one or two smokes. On Saturday, their distance was about 3 meters, on Sunday they came closer to 2 meters, and today it was even more close. Is there a new relationship being made?
Secondly, whenever he’s inside, he’s occupied at the computer and hardly moves out of his four walls. She’s usually relaxing in her couch with her mobile phone, calling whoever in the world while reading a book. Nothing special yet, I know. But that’s for starters, this is nothing new, this happens all day long.
I’m not stalking them, but it became a very funny event to check the clock and watch their show. What else can I do than looking away from the monitor to adjust my eyes to normality? But today just after having a small chat with Kat, I saw them both standing outside again. Sure it was dark, and my room is filled with light. They can see me here inside, or not? Well it was around 10.30 p.m. as they had the last smoke of the day. He left, closed the door and that was it on his side. But she shook her head and climbed back into her room – of course through the window. Then out of my usual habits, I looked down to read a small part of a book and looked back at my monitor just to notice her suddenly undressing in her couch.
Now wait. There is no private porn. However, all out of a sudden she undressed and made a public strip. Next time, dear neighboring girl, close your curtains and don’t do that stripping with a rush. Sadly, I saw everything of her in that second as she jumped up to close the curtains. Dear neighboring girl, please keep your body to yourself. It didn’t make me sweaty to see you giving away all your secrets. Now this is ruined. There’s nothing special about you anymore. Imagine you’re all alone, feel comfortable at home, and just prepare for the night. And then this happens. What should I do but blog about it to free my mind? But wait, is this real? Sadly yes.
…war ehrlich gesagt einfach nicht das, was ich mir versprochen habe. So dümpelt man zwischen der Realität eines dicken Bauches und der Manie des Abnehmeffektes von sagenhaften 3.8 Kilo in 2 Wochen – und das ohne etwas von Sport oder anderem gehört zu haben. Ich jedenfalls, so behaupte ich es mal, bin schon stolz darauf, meine 100.5 Kilo ankündigen zu dürfen. Ich bin weit über dem Ziel, was ich mir mit Katharina gesetzt habe. Jedoch findet alle Euphorie ein schnelles Ende, wenn man sich vor Augen führt, dass alles gegen einen spielt. Wenn der JoJo-Effekt einsetzt, sieht alles ganz anders aus. Jedoch bewundere ich die Essensreduktion… ;)
Since 9.30 p.m. some production company is recording their new tv-series called „Alles Kalle“ in Flensburg. Its already 1.30 a.m. and they’re not finished yet, instead the whole street is engulfed with a dozent spotlights including a crane.
Click to enlarge the photos, and… I just hope they will be done soon. ;)
