Ich habe soeben beschlossen, dass ich ab sofort sämtliche von mir publizierten Texte, Blog-Einträge, und was es sonst noch so alles aus meiner Feder gibt, gleichzeitig hier auf meinem Blog veröffentlichen. Als Teil meiner Arbeit und als Teil meiner narzistischen Einstellung gegenüber meiner Selbst, sehe ich es als unabdingbar an, auch darüber in jedweder Sprache zu berichten. Daher – Viel Spaß, Have Fun! ;)

One thing I cannot accept is the behaviour of my younger cousin Mia. She’s now about ten years old and behaves like a dirty mouthed sailor. Most of her insults are directed towards me, while she’s playing the nice angel to her mother, my grandmother and almost everybody else. I don’t know why she apparently hates me, but I offer her only one thing in return – pure ignorance or deep disgust. Just earlier as we’ve been celebrating my aunt’s birthday, the little brat started to annoy people just out of boredom. Nobody was interested in talking to her because she’s always trying to get attention like every 10 year old, and I gave up showing her any signs of attention already a few years ago. I prefer to ignore her or simply tell her not to disturb adults while they are talking. In the end, I’m almost thrice as old as she is, and she considers me to be one of her bully friends in respect to the misbehavior shown to me.

I honestly like children, and I’m always tolerating them – but this little brat does not deserve any positiveness. For the last three years she’s been trying to freak me out, and after a few hours of being mistreated by her insults, I’m usually giving her a sneaky remark. Today, that remark did upset her alot, and she left the room. Nobody in the living room really watched over her or did care about her doings, and about 15 minutes later her mother explained that it did upset her deeply and that I should not treat her so bad. Well, in the end we left the celebrations which were already going to end sooner or later, because of the distress placed by her mother towards me. Since my aunt doesn’t want to listen to me, I had no interrest to continue that celebration. While I explained her that a rather harmless remark of „put your finger in the butt and be happy about it“ is nothing in comparison to my cousin’s comments of „you suck ass“, „you fat dick, etc“, she did not want to accept that I treat her „poor young child“ like the Mia simply treats others while mommy won’t watch her undoings. With all due respect to any ethical principle on earth, I’d rather see Mia being punished desperately for her misbehavior.

What a wonderful weather! It is extremely wonderful, and … I can’t find words to describe this beauty outside. After facing an intensive headache this morning after enjoying some Caipirinhas at last night’s party of our Club de Español in our University’s Institute, I managed to get myself under mental control and stability once the classes ended in the early afternoon. Then Katharina and I went straight to the beach for a sun bath and some more fun in the water before we returned back home for a shower and preparation for this nights BBQ party at Oke’s place. My and her thoughts were with those who weren’t able to get out today as we activated our laptops…

For yesterday we enjoyed some „foodastical“ adventure at Jörn’s home – a grilling snacktime with the Barbecue grill, Oke, David, Jonas and Lena, Katharina and myself and of course Jörn. After consuming a ton of meat and baked potatoes dipped into a variety of sauces, we continued to bust ourselves with a small feeding of a few high percentages including Pastis, Aquavit, Vodka, Rum and some other interesting shooters. No, this was not the kind of becoming boozed but for tasteful purposes only. Katharina and I agreed on creating a large private bar as we spotted Jörn’s hundreds of fine bottles.

But after that we left to the Havana Club stand at Flensburg’s harbor to get some more practise in tippling with Caipirinha and Havanna Sail, which was a special mixture for this weekend’s Rum-Regatta in our town. And guess what I did earlier? I bought one bottle Aquavit from Flensburg’s oldest and last remaining Rum-House A.H. Johannsen to begin my newest hobby of collecting bottles of alcohol.

Ah this breath feels wonderful – I just inhaled the mild air coming into my living room from outside. My alergy is nearly gone and I’m ready and prepared for the weekend. Somehow I didn’t feel like keeping myself occupied with the internet yesterday, and somehow this feels good. But being honest, I was of course checking my mails and have been reading the news quite a lot – the feeling of blogging didn’t rise tho. From now on – there’s a new power… my new strength! ;)