Since the last post was rather negative I thought I should tell you about something more positive I found out earlier today:

I am...

*drum roll*

DEBT FREE!

I still can’t really believe it!!

I’ve made an Excel chart a few months back with earnings and expenses for every month, and until today I thought I had to pay back €2,000 for my driving licence and €180 every month for my studies. But – I only have to pay back €1,500 for the licence and €120 for my studies. Therefore I actually make +€20 every month. And there’s enough money on my bankbook to pay for my studies and the licence when I’m done in 2 years from now. Soooo… 95% of my wage goes into my money box for London. 

I’ve got to work from 5-10pm today so I’m basically sitting here wasting my time until I have to leave.

The weather outside is autumnal, 20°C at best, everything’s just grey. I can’t concentrate on my book, it’s already too late for a short nap… As so often I ended up in front of the TV.

For a change I’m watching German TV. “Goodbye Deutschland” is the only halfway interesting show on right now but… I don’t know, it’s mostly people who can’t even speak English A2 (and no Spanish/Finnish/Italian or whatever language they need in that country) and want to move to the US, South America or Spain.

For me their desire to emigrate used to be so weird, but the longer I am here the bigger my own desire to move to Britain gets. I just want to leave at last. But I still have two more years at university and many other things I have to take care of before I’m finally free to go.

At least I now finally have a side job to earn some money for it…

In a few hours is my first shift at the swimming pool and I'm really nervous... I bet I forgot something important. Or completed the contract all wrong. Or they don't want me anymore and just forgot to tell me. Or all three of them.

Still, if all goes well I'll probably end up as the Tina of the swimming pool. Weird and useless. God, I can't wait for 5:00pm when I finally get to go home again.

Ice Cream & Ducklings

It might sound as if I'm currently super-active and spend my days outside - but no, not really. Since Friday I've finished one book, watched one movie and a few Ghost Adventures episodes as well as Trash-TV in the evenings. And yesterday I went on a short morning walk up the hill. The view was spiffing so I decided to take some pictures.

But today I wanted to be really lazy. Just Ghost Adventures, a nap, next book, another nap,... But my grandma texted me to ask whether my little sister and I wanted to go for an ice cream. Well, who wouldn't?? We're talking about ice cream!

Now I'm fat. It didn't only stay with ice cream.

Ducklings!!!!

After almost 2 months of waiting I've finally received my Christmas letter today!

I know, it's August... but the letter had been burried on a desk in the Netherlands till May, then was sent the week the mail strike in Germany began... I was sure I would never get it.

But here it is!!!

Included was this little snake cube thing... I hate it. Seriously. I spent hours trying to get it back into a cube but I was too stupid. Finally searched for the solution on youtube and after another 30 minutes I finally managed it. I was so proud and showed it to my mum. She glanced at it - "you did look that up on the internet, didn't you?" Grmpf.

My dad is such a fucking arsehole, I can't believe it...

Yesterday the people from the company he works for had their annual BBQ. They already started at around 1pm, and after some time the steaks and bratwursts were all gone (of course). But he stayed for "one or two beers".

With every hour he was there my mum got more and more annoyed, because he's unable to hold his drink and she was sure that he was still drinking. At around 11pm a co-worker brought some vodka and instead of saying no (because he normally hates vodka) and walking home (about 1 minute and 30 seconds) he stayed and started drinking that as well. When he finally decided to walk those 1 minute 30 seconds back to our house he first vomited in our garden and then decided to cool a bit down by jumping in the little channel behind the house - completely drunk in the middle of the night after a heavy shower.

I'm 100% sure every stupid teenager wouldn't be that dumb.

Throwback Thursday - the day I went to London to look for a place I've seen on a jigsaw puzzle.

And I really found it - even though it doesn't look like it did when the first photo was taken because the cafe (or restaurant) is now an Apple store. But the phone boxes are still there and that was the main thing.

Location: Apple Store near Covent Garden, corner James Street/King Street, London WC2E, UK

Dyed my hair 'purple' today... well I tried to dye it purple. My whole face was red and the hair... well. In short:

- I can't get the colour off my face

- I can't get the colour off my hands

- The colour is everything but purple. Looks like I just dyed them in a darker red than usual.

Not cool.

Sorry for not posting at the moment but I'm still really busy...

The exams are over and apart from one 4 I did really well in all of them (which surprised me especially in economics where I thought I had failed for sure because half of my sheets were empty?!)

But instead of 'wasting' my time by watching movies at school and going to the lake in the afternoon I have even more lessons, a translation project and in my free time I have/had to get that summer job thingy working.

Motivation = 0

That's why I'll probably skip the last two lessons tomorrow again and instead go and buy a razor (my hair is getting a bit boring again)... and then I've got to decide whether I should dye my hair reddish again or go a bit purplish...

Got to look different till next Tuesday (uni barbecue ftw!)

Throwback Thursday to 20th of July, 2013 - the day I was so annoyed that I had to hang out the laundry before I could eat some ice cream that instead of doing this I went to the next grocery store and bought ice cream.

I F*cked Up Again

Yesterday I changed all my passwords because of what had happened to my pictures. Also changed my password on the family computer.

Less than one hour later I had to realise that I had already forgotten the passwort from my laptop but thank god the newer Windows systems are all connected to something online so it was no problem to change it again.

The bigger problem was the family PC. When I tried to log in this afternoon I tried ~20 possible passwords, but none of them worked. My clue wasn't exactly helpful either: it was 'Nein.' It's still Windows Vista, so no chance of changing it online. What's even worse: I'm the only admin. So without the password you can't update or change anything on the PC.

...

But after searching online I found a program to delete the password, and after another 1 1/2 hours I had actually managed to understand the program enough to be able to log in without my old password. Woah. The first thing I did was to make a second admin account. Never again...

Throwback Thursday to 9th July 2014 - the day I passed my driving licence even though I shouldn't have.

I had already passed my theory test in August 2013 (with 100%!) but failed the first driving test in December. I had always hated driving, also because my driving instructor was an arsehole who didn't even show up every other lesson. So after I had failed the first test I decided to stop with the lessons.

After I passed my Abitur my mum forced me to start taking lessons again - this time at another driving school. At least the car was cool; it was such a big, expensive VW. And after two or three weeks my new driving instructor announced that he had enrolled me for another test.

During the 35 minutes test I killed the engine 9 times, drove terribly and parked (with the help of my driving examiner) straight - over 4 parking spots. I think he cried every 60 seconds "concentrate Ms D.!!"

I was sure I hadn't passed but I did - because "women and cars" and he was sure that "after some time [I] will be able to drive without murdering the car."

... haven't driven since then.

Mourning the Pictures

I had a special SD card just for my London pics and I took care of it as well as possible - just to find out yesterday that it wasn't working anymore. Tried every camera and every PC but they all said I had to format it, until my laptop decided to just start the formatting.

Now all of my more than 600 London photos are gone. Been crying for hours now. 

Life Goal: To Never Achieve Anything. Ever.

She finished school with 18.

Went to London for one year to earn money for her studies, earned a lot - but went home to Germany every other weekend and ended up with less than with what she had started.

Went to university to become a teacher and demanded from her biological father 100€ a month, even though her mum earns more than enough while her father has two other kids and doesn't even earn half of what her mother earns.

She doesn't work in her semester breaks because she's 'better than people who have to work in a bar or something'.

She gets married with 23.

Instead of finishing her studies as soon as possible she studies for more than 7 years.

And instead of finally doing her first state exam she gets pregnant 1 1/2 years before it.

She takes another break from her studies but still wants her biological father to give her 100€ a month.

She has the baby.

One month later she calls to ask her dad for even more money because she has decided to not finish her teacher training but start with a 3-year apprenticeship. The baby has to go to nursery school with less than 2 months, and as soon as she has finished her apprenticeship she'll have to move to a different country every 3 years.

And after wasting all this time and money she still is the better child.
F*ck you?!

Still Looking for a Job

I'm 19 years, have my Abitur, currently studying English, good marks, did two internships (one with a 96% rating), I'm reliable, would do pretty much anything - but I'm unable to to find a sideline so I can pay back my debts.

Everyone wants someone experienced, but how am I supposed to gain experience when no one wants to hire me in the first place?!

Still, there's a tiny ray of hope; after asking in pretty much every company in the area I just got a message from the swimming pool that they might need someone. Please.

Throwback Thursday to 25th March 2015 - the day I met my Twitter friend Bibi

Exactly 14 days after I got back from London I finally had the chance to meet my Twitter friend Bibi. We'd known each other for more than 4 years already, and even though she lives in Munich which is only about 3h from here we had never managed to meet before.

The main reason why I was in Munich that day was that my college had decided to watch the Martin Luther Kind movie 'Selma' and the next cinema that shows movies in the original version was in Munich so - there we were.

Perfect opportunity to finally meet. Cool girl, would meet again. 10/10

Dear grandma,

I really like you, but:

- I have to get up at 5:00am every morning

- I have to be at the train station at 6:30am at the latest

- I won't be back in town till 3:00pm

- I have homework to do for which I need internet

- I want to have a few minutes only for me

So don't act upset when I say I will not come to your place. You get to have my sister all week, but my schedule is so tight the next few weeks that I will not visit you just because you're acting offended now! 

Ghosts!

One ghost. Maybe. According to my sister. She thinks her room is haunted. I doubt it. But maybe it's a cool ghost then it would be... cool.

Not sure if I want to check, though.

Why my sister thinks she has a ghost? She woke me up from my afternoon nap and asked me if I kept turning her duck. The duck is a solar powered moving duck I gave her for her birthday and it really does look a bit creepy. It's standing on her window board and she thinks someone is turning it from time to time. But - why would I come into her room just to turn her stupid solar duck?

My tip: it was the cat. - "Nooo Joshi wasn't in my room!"

Okay then. When I came in her room one hour later she was freaking out because she had been alone in her room, sitting with her back to the duck and according to her the duck had turned again.

Okayyyy...

Holiday-Feelings

Had a great afternoon with my former classmate yesterday. It was sunny and warm so we went to a near river and Andy thought it would be a good idea to try to get to the little island in the middle of the river. Problem: the water was colder than expected, the current was stronger than expected and the water was deeper than expected. But we somehow made it without drowning. And without bathing my camera.

Only one thing was not cool - afterwards I looked like the bottom of a baboon. Ouch.

There are different levels of difficulty:

Level 0 - not difficult at all (e.g. English exams, sleeping)

Level 1 - a tiny bit difficult (e.g. making perfect British tea, eating without choking)  

Level 2 - a tiny bit more difficult but still doable (e.g. most homework, getting to college on time with the DB)

Level 3 - difficult (e.g. finding the right bus in London, varnishing the nails on the left hand)

Level 4 - really difficult (e.g. learning a new language, not screaming when a spider’s on the bed)

Level 5 - impossible (e.g. flying, understanding Maths, waking my sister up)

Level 6 - making plans with my former classmate