Update and stuff

I will just blog in english because it seems easier right now.
I am not overthinking every single sentence when I am writing in english.

So I got my wisdom teeth removed and was really really freaked out beforehand and then there was Chris back again, calming me down.
I have not seen very much of him lately but that is okay. He was there when I needed it and that was fine.

Currently I worry about everything. About things I have not done and things I have done, mostly things I have had no control over and that I not really good.
I almost constantly have a bad feeling in my stomach and if I don't distract myself I might just start crying.
This is very good.


On September 1st my dash filled up with Harry Potter and since I have no time to do a reread of the series I watch all the films.
That is slightly quicker.
(Also I can knit while watching the films but I can't do that while I read)

I am knitting a hufflepuff scarf and it turns out quite decent.
I am really proud of it and I will finish mine rather soon hopefully and then I will start another hufflepuff scarf, which will be a present for my best friend.
I won't show it my mother anymore... She critizised everything I did with it so far and that is really really annoying and I kind of hate her for that. Not really obviously but a tiny little bit...

My grandma taught me how to sew and while I messed up quite a bit she was only ever encouraging and that felt really really nice to be honest.
I like her a lot.
She is very nice.

I used that new skill to sew a Handy pocket for my other grandma and I will also make a laptop bag eventually.
I just need to buy the fabric and am kind of broke right now.

I bought 2 biographies because I meant to read more biographies and those were in the bargin section and sounded interesting...
I left them in school because I had no space in my backpack anymore....

English class is still my favourite class but I am getting better at Physics so that is okay too and history is really interesting this year.
I mostly like school... just not absolutly loving it...


(I love Oliver Woods accent...)

Für Jule

Irgendwie vor langer Zeit hat Jule nach einem HG/SS Oneshot gefragt.
Heute hat Jule irgendwie einen HG/SS oneshot bekommen. ich bin nicht sicher ob er gut ist. aber er ist geschrieben und eigentlich vielleicht nicht schlecht

When Hermione was four years old
Auntie Helen gave her a book but no one had time to read it to her.
It was Matilda by Ronald Dahl.

When Hermione was six years old
she sat in class, playing with her pencils.
She was far ahead.

When Hermione was eleven years old
she went to Hogwarts, having no friends.
She went to the library.

When Hermione was twelve years old,
something turned students into stone.
She went to the library and did research on it.

When Hermione was thirteen years old
they threatened to kill Buckbeak.
Hermione would hear none of it, she helped him.

When Hermione was fourteen years old
her best friend was suddenly taking part in the Tri-Wizard tournament.
She prepared him as well as she could.

When Hermione was fifteen years old
she did not read when she was told to read.
She talked back at Umbridge.

When Hermione was sixteen years old
Harry used the book of the Half Blood Prince to cheat.
Hermione disapproved.

When Hermione was seventeen years old
she left Hogwarts to fight Voldemort.
She carried a small library around in her bag.

When Hermione was nineteen years old
Ron asked her why she needed all the books in her room.
She broke up with him.

When Hermione was twenty years old
she went to Muggle University.
She wanted to become an doctor.

When Hermione was twenty one years old
she realized that most boys did not like smart girls.
She used her free time to get far ahead of everyone again.

When Hermione was twenty two years old
she went to the same bookshop the same time every week.
She always met Snape.

When Hermione was twenty three years old
she discussed every book she read with Severus.
She realized that she might be in love with him.

When Hermione was twenty four years old
she graduated from medical school
She went on to learn how to be a healer.

When Hermione was twenty five years old
she moved in with Severus.
There were book shelves in every room.

When Hermione was twenty eight years old
she bought lots of picture books.
She was pregnant for the first time.

When Hermione was thirty years old
there were stacks of books all over their flats.
They decided to move.

When Hermione was thirty five years old
their library spread out of the room they had intended it to be in.
They had all kinds of books.

When Hermione was fourty years old
she received a letter from her daughter.
She had just seen the Hogwarts library for the first time and fallen in love with it.

When Hermione was seventy years old
her grandson shouted at her because everything was about books.
She bought a TV but it went unused most of the time.

When Hermione was ninety years old
they still bought new books all the time.
Their collection was nearly as big as the one in Hogwarts.

When Hermione was one hundred and ten years old
her eyesight got really bad.
Severus started reading to her.

When Hermione was one hundred and twenty years old
Severus started shouting.
He slowly lost his hearing.

When Hermione was one hundred and fourty years old
she was always tired.
It was time for the next big adventure.

When Hermione was dead
they read a book on her funeral.
It was Matilda by Ronald Dahl

When Hermione was long dead
her great great grandson visited her grave, looking for a quiet place to read.
He held an old copy of Matilda. It was Hermione's.

Heroes

Da geht man in die Schule und es ist eklig warm und man fühlt sich kreativ und plottet schon fröhlich vor sich hin, aber man will nicht zu viel planen und plottet darum die erste Szene wieder und wieder und beschreibt den Namen des Protagonisten in allen Details auch wenn man den noch nichtmal kennt.
Warum auch aufpassen und was sinnvolles tun.
Und dann kommt man in den Klassenraum und da war vorher 6. Klasse Englisch.
An der Tafel eine Mindmap.
Thema: Heroes.
Dort standen dann verschiedene Politiker und Superhelden. Und "his mom" und "her dad" ... und ich hatte 90 Minuten zeit.
Entstanden ist eine seltsame Mischung aus Freeverse und Shortstory.

Her dad was a hero.
She always knew that growing up.
His mom was a hero.
He only learned that when she was gone.

Her dad was a hero.
He was a firefighter.
His mom was a hero.
She was a housewife.

Her dad was a hero.
He could fix anything.
His mom was a hero.
She could cook everything.

Her dad was a hero.
He held her tight after her boyfriend left.
His mom was a hero.
She was there when he woke up from a nightmare- crying.

Her dad was a hero.
When she broke her arm he rushed to the hospital.
His mom was a hero.
When he scraped his knee she put a band aid on it.

Her dad was a hero.
He accepted her no matter what.
His mom was a hero.
She told him she would always love him.

Her dad was a hero.
He knew everything.
His mom was a hero.
She always showed him where to look.

Her dad was a hero.
He taught her how to fix cars.
His mom was a hero.
She left him her cookbooks.

Her dad was a hero.
He helped her to study for all her classes.
His mom was a hero.
She made him want to be top of his class.

Her das was a hero.
Her mom never saw it.
His mom was a hero.
His dad never got over losing her.

Her dad was a hero.
He cried at the graduation of her kids.
His mom was a hero.
She never saw him graduate.

Her dad was a hero.
She became a firefighter because of him.
His mom was a hero.
He became a stay-at-home dad because of her.

Her dad was a hero.
His mom was a hero.

Gestern und heute

(Meine Überschriften waren auch schon mal besser aber ich bin müde und eigentlich will ich schlafen und nichts passiert so wie ich es möchte)

Tatsächlich habe ich mir gestern husten eingefangen und ich bin der liebling von kleinen kindern geworden und ich wurde gefragt ob ich Kindergärtnerin werden will.
Aber ich weiß es noch nicht.

Dieses Jahr war eine Neue in dem team dabei und sie hat 3 seiten gelesen. es war "gut" . Sie war nicht übermäßig interessiert aber es war okay für sie auch wenn sie den Slash erkannt haben dürfte. eigentlich.
ich habe auch mal nach gelesen.
Das Notizbuch ist fast voll und ihc weiß wie ich schreiben will wennn ich das nicht handschriftlich machen will oder kann und das ist gut.
Morgen muss ich lange zug fahren und mein Referat ist nur itgendwie so halb nicht ganz fertig... aber da werden wir sehen.
Vielleicht wird es ja gar nicht so schlimm.
(ich glaube der Husten ist abwehr reaktion meines körpers auch wenn es sehr unnötig ist)

Die neue will jetzt den Link zu meinem Blog haben... da muss ich mir was überlegen. vielleicht mache ich noch einen dritten Blog und den habe ich erst kürzlich angefangen oder so.

Jedenfalls wollen mich die beiden Geschwister C. und S. (weil namen nennen ja doof) mit ihrem Cousin verkuppeln.
C. hat schon vor einiger Zeit angefangen und ist fest davon überzeugt, dass wir toll zusammen passen....
jetzt hat S. auch angefangen, weil der Cousin auch da war.

Er hat mich vor dem gefragt wie ich ihn finde. Danach habe ich immer sicherheitsabstand gehalten auch wenn es nicht so schlimm peinlich war und wir ohnehin nicht geredet haben.
Aber Leute und so ist schon irgendwie schwierig...

Zu dem Cousin habe ich keine direkte Meinung.
Er sieht nicht furchtbar aus und ist ein bisschen älter als ich.
Er kommt gut mit seiner kleinen cousine klar (die mich zwischen durch in beschlag genommen hat... was das mit dem abstand halten schwer gemacht hat) und er war immer freundlich hat gelächelt und auch wenn er abstand gehalten hat war er von der gruppe nicht komplett überfordert.
Das werde ich C. und S. aber nicht sagen weil sie mich dann nie in ruhe lassen.

Okay. das ist gut,. und ich gehe jetzt schlafen und morgen sehen wir weiter

Neuer Tag

Gestern war schlimmer und besser als der tag davor

Es war anstrengend und ich habe nicht reingepasst und langweilig war es auch aber kleibes mädchen hat mich ins herz geschlossen ich hatte frozen youghurt und war alleine im buchladen und das war gut

Unterwegs

Ich hoffe das geht jetzt aber ich muss es einfach mal loswerden grade fühle ich mich hier und in meiner haut gar nicht wohl. Ja so ist das. Ist schon ein bissche  schlecht, vorallem bin ich jetzt nach einer nacht schon unausgeschlafen und das wird nur noch schlimmer...
Irgendwie ist hier auch jeder immer für meine mutter und ruhe ist hier ein fremdwort... mögt ihr mir sagen, dass ihr mich lieb habt?