"(3) Niemand darf wegen ... seiner Heimat und Herkunft, seines Glaubens, seiner religiösen oder politischen Anschauungen benachteiligt oder bevorzugt werden. ..." (rougly translated: nobody is to be disprivileged/discriminated or privileged because of his/her religious or political beliefs or views...)

The German Constitution is a joke.

Just a short recap on today's happenings because I'm tired, hungry and PISSED.

So I got up at 7 am in the morning today, had about 15 minutes to get ready to leave the house. My mom and stepfather practically ushered me into the car and we drove off to the hall where that convention/exhibition/whatever-you-want-to-call-it is taking place, doors open tomorrow at about 2 pm I think. Anywho, a few weeks earlier, a colleague of my parents asked me if I could come and help them, bring my laptop to type down data and all that crap. I agreed, because let's face it, I'm jobless, I have time, so it wasn't a big deal. Buuuu~ut: All day long I waited for him to say a fucking thing about what I was supposed to do and when I should start. I wasn't going to go all "Oh, need my help? May I start now...?" because THEY wanted something from ME - not the other way around. I waited and waited and waited. Nothing. Nothing but complaints of the guy in charge because he "has to do everything by himself!" - WHAT A LIE! That asshole just didn't say anything. He spent hours typing stuff I could have gotten down in a mere 30 minutes!

WAY TO GO!

He shouldn't dare to EVER request anything from me again. I wasted more than 10 hours waiting in a cold hall, my toes feel like they're about to freeze, I could have done a lot more comfortable things today...

But you know what I'm going to do tomorrow? I'll go there with my parents in the morning, 8 am sharp, sit down on a bench and make myself at home, pick out a book and/or my DS and just waste time doing things that are actually fun. If anyone's requesting anything of me? Then I'll say "Go ask Dietmar. You've seen that yesterday? He's been fine doing everything on his own, he can handle whatever you want to ask of me just as well, maybe even better than I could." and go on reading.

FUCK YOU.

Oh, but on a much brighter note: my cat is sitting in my lap. He's fallen asleep two minutes ago and he's snoring like an old man, which is actually rather cute. Mom and I still need to get the wireless LAN figured out so I can go on surfing later on. lol.

I'm tired.

I guess my mom will pick me up shortly. Goodbye internet until Sunday T.T And this sucks because I'm watching a few items on eBay. Meh.

Anyway.


Their vocalist is the Japanese Anders Friden (In Flames) clone. lol.

Alright, need to repaint my nails and get my stuff packed. See you on Sunday, livejournal.

I'm a total jerk.

y?

Because I marked all of London's Primark stores in the map of my London Travel Guide XD Of course, I'm going to add more marks all over, of all the things and places I'm dying to see, but the Primark-thing is essential because if I get to shop there, I can die afterwards! I'll set myself a limit of course, depending on how much money I can gather/put aside until then, but about €50/£45 will have to do. Depends on how many items I find that I really am going to wear.

I am so buzzing right now! God!

Dear God, please make time until the 24th March pass by REALLY quickly!

By the by, I think I can curtail the hostel options to three. It will either be Astor Hyde Park (Eve's going to stay there next month and she'll give me a personal rating, depending on which I am going to make a decision I guess), Smart Russel's Square (because it's central, extremely cheap and it has those pod-beds, that will be awesome because it grants more privacy although the overall rating is anything but great), or Clink Hostel (as it's relatively cheap and the ratings are practically the best all over, plus the building where the hostel is in looks amazing!). Of course, this decision isn't up to me alone as I'm not travelling by myself.

And I am really happy Manuel is coming with me, I'll feel a lot safer not being alone.

Now that I've been tagged thrice for the same meme, I am going to do it.

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London, wait for meeeee~e!

I can't wait to have dinner at Ikkyusan again, or walk around Trafalgar Square and finally visit Westminster Abbey T.T
It's still a long time until then, but I really hope we'll have nice weather at least. ^^ Oh, this is going to be good!

I'm moderately pissed right now. I have no idea why I am pissed, I just know that I am.

Furthermore, I think I'm developing a deep hate for human beings and I guess that's why I hardly leave my own home if I don't have to, because people piss me off. For example yesterday afternoon when I went to the supermarket, in the queue at the checkout there was this woman in front of me, daydreaming, instead of putting her gooddamn food and whatever she had in her shopping cart onto the conveyer belt, whilst I stood there, with two 1.5L bottles of water, a package of milk, bread and all that stuff that was starting to get really heavy on my arms, waiting for her to get the fuck started so I could get rid of my own stuff. Meh.

Or before that. There was this tiny boy, who looked at me and the angry expression on my face, then turned around. I was right behind him for some reason, and he turned around once more and ran straight into me. I was about to rip his little head off! He knew I was there, for fuck's sake! That little asshole gave me a bruise!

Oh, or the lady at the checkout. Instead of putting my change into my palm, no they always put it down onto that metallic-whatever-surface next to the conveyer belt, where it's really hard to pick up coins! So the people in the queue already look at you angrily because you spend 5 seconds picking up your fucking coins just because the fucking checkout lady is too stupid to put your change into your palm, like you suggested by extending your hand towards her!

Or the annyoing Christmas decorations they start putting up right at the beginning of November. I mean, seriously. Isn't that a bit too early?! I'm already used to see chocolate Santa Claus' in the supermarkets as soon as they got rid off the easter eggs and all that stuff, but to set up fucking Christmas trees by the 10th of November?!

Or the god damn neighbour one floor above me. No, it's not the one who's permanently stomping through his apartment, that's another one. The one in charge right now obviously thinks it's cool to invite thousands of friends over (which is absolutely fine so far, but...) just to start rapping for hours on end with all his friends! No, I'm not going to start with "well, hip hop's not music, so he should start listening to real music and turn off the noise instead..." because that's petty. I heard how they talked, and telling by the way they talked, they probably only have 20 brain cells left, just enough to breath, drink, take a piss and memorise a good 30 words so they can rap...

I think I'm going to institutionalise myself. That'd be better for my surroundings.

I didn't feel like posting lately and I don't have much to say now either, so have a massive pic-spam instead.

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I did quite a few things last weekend. it started with friday afternoon when i went shopping for saturday and i swear, it's really really really hard to get a bottle of decent dry gin and Schweppes Tonic Water. They didn't have any decent dry gin, neither did they have Schweppes Tonic Water. I had to go with only half-decent dry gin and no-name half-decent Tonic Water, right next to my decent but reasonably priced red wine from Chile.

Anyways. On Saturday I wanted to meet with spiegelauge . When I came to know she'd move to my hometown to study at the University here, I suggested inviting her for a cup of coffee then, thinking it would surely be fun. Long story short, somehow we didn't manage to meet, but she apologised and it's okay. And while being downtown I met a friend whom I usually never see in autumn/winter because he gets too depressed and barely leaves the house when it's not for work.

It gets better still. On my way home I met another friend of mine, Jason. Jason had gotten a new girlfriend and surprisingly knocked her up right at the beginning of their relationship and now he's a dad. So, on Saturday I saw their cute little daughter Jillian for the first time. She's really cute and it made me think that kids aren't so bad. So far Saturday was okay.

Later I went to watch "This Is It" in the cinema with another friend of mine (and there I am, thinking I don't have any friends anymore, what a lie!) and it was awesome. There were three or four moments were I was close to start crying. It was touching, moving to see this great artist on stage like that and I would have loved to see the actual show in London if I had the chance to.

However, afterwards we went straight back to my place and started warming up with gin tonic until Sergej met up with us. Sergej, red-haired Sergej with the long metal hair, drank up almost half of my wine and then drove us to our fav club where the "Depeche Mode coupling Halloween Party" was taking place this weekend. And it was so much fun, at least for me! I haven't gone clubbing in like forever. Okay, I lied. I went a few weeks earlier, but that night sucked and it just sucked. But last Saturday was so much fun. I was drunk, I hadn't really eaten all day long, I looked gorgeous (yeah, I did). Unfortunately the friend of another friend we met there started flirting with me and I didn't notice that at all. He even tried to kiss me, what made me go a little ballistic obviously, because if there's anything I really hate it's guys who just try to kiss me like that! He said "you're sending the wrong signals, young lady, you totally do. Your actions tell me you like me but the other second you push me away..." to which I could only respond with "sorry, but I am drunk. still i don't let anybody kiss or grope me or whatever, because I'm a lady, not a slut!" That part sucked, but on the whole that night was a blast.

What makes me go on to the ride home. I shared a cab with Nio, Janina and the guy who tried to kiss me, Sascha, and we went to Janina's place first when suddenly the cab driver said he couldn't and wouldn't drive me home because there was another ride waiting for him! I don't know about other countries, but in Germany we have a thing called "Beförderungspflicht", what means that as soon as I'm inside the taxi the driver has to drive me anywhere I tell him! But I guess that's the problem when the cab driver only has rudimental knowledge of the German language.

In the end I crashed at Janina's place, I slept well until noon when Janina kicked us out because she had a date with a friend she hadn't seen in a while.

... hence I spent yesterday soothing my hangover with tea and something light to eat, a lot of sleep and hot water bottles and aspirin. Now I'm fine. Still I would say that I won't be going out much in the future. It's too expensive and I'm too old for long club nights. What was an easy thing for me three years ago, when I would go out on Friday and Saturday night is impossible for the 25 year old me.

Oh, and I'm super proud that, although I was pissed drunk, I didn't smoke. My dad called me last night and when I told him that he said he's super proud of me too because that's the peak, when you drink and you still don't smoke. Yeah. I'm awesome.

It's still the 28th in Germany, so this post is still legit:


lots of love from me to you!

*goes back to posting hiatus*

I guess this was to put some more emphasis on that whole "i don't think there's much left to say between you and me"-thing that you sent me my dvd without at least putting a small note to it...?

Funny, isn't it?

No, actually it's not funny at all.

But i'm fine with this. If that means having 0 friends as a result, fine, then so be it. I'd rather have no friends than having friends who make fun of me because my anxiety about that swine flu maybe was a bit over the top at first.

Oh, and I finally have my "Hostel 2" dvd back, which isn't so bad either.

Whatever, I'm too tired for this. Seriously.


EDIT

Isn't it funny that everyone's abandoning me (like my brother, friends, just everyone) and then putting the blame on me?
Isn't it funny that whatever I do, I always end up being the black sheep?
Why the hell is that? And why the hell does everyone get pissed about me like that all of a sudden?
And really, I don't want to hear any of that same old "oh, but you changed... bla bla bla" because I DID NOT CHANGE, not at all!
I've always been a pathetic, whiny girl and you sure as hell always knew that!
But that's fine, just go on punching me in the guts for a little longer, jus go on, make me break completely, because that seems to be the only thing all of you can do!

I AM DONE WITH ALL OF YOU!


EDIT 2

Okay, make that -2 brothers, because my younger brother seems to be biased as hell and he's, of course, grouping with my older brother who thinks I'm a racist.

WELL DONE, FUCKWADS!

yeap, i made up a plan. from now on i'll upload all my data onto some server and also store it online, instead of relying onto an external HDD only that can crash any minute. yeap. sadly this won't bring back all the photos and fics i lost, but it can't be helped.

whatever. i'm tired, yet i'm still updating my darn iTunes library... i'm just exchanging the file source of the music i got back already, so i don't lose the plays and such. and i don't want to re-tag that whole stuff, but it looks like i have to. damn those people who can't/don't tag properly. anyways, i'm still making a list of artists i have to get back. my whole metal, industrial/electro, classical and alternative stuff... meh... it sucks so bad...

good thing is, all my music's still on my iPod, so i can at least listen to it and make my lists from the library that's saved on the iPod, but it still sucks to look for a good 9000 songs... bleeeeh...

my external HDD crashed last night.

and now 450GB of my life are gone. pictures, music, PV's, audiobooks, movies, important documents, but most of all photos i had taken way back are gone.

unfortunately i don't have a spare >800€ to get that damn thing repaired. if i had the money, i would totally do it. for now i can just hope i have a back-up of the photos and documents somewhere at least.

man. life sucks. life is a bitch and i want to kick that bitch's ass!

i'm having my last exam tomorrow; it'll cover foreign business transactions, then i'm done and will hopefully get a nice new job very soon.

i'm out, sniffing and crying into my pillow all night long because of that fucked up HDD...

and yes, i'm disabling comments here, i don't need any comments that just mock and spite me.

today i almost got run over by a police car because i was occupied with my ipod. how stupid is that? why do i cross the street while fiddling with my ipod without even looking just because i'm crossing a junction that has traffic lights? that police car even had its blue lights on.

man, i'll not leave the house ever again...

The other day I sent a letter of cancellation to Vodafone concerning that contract I have with them...

So I thought everything would be fine and the contract would expire on 31 December 2009. Today I received a letter, saying that cancellation is due on 31 December 2010.

And that's why I called their customer service. My first thought was that's because I complained about their shop clerks but then that lady from the customer service told me I had had to send the cancellation on 18 September, I sent in on 30 September. But oh, there's a thing called "fair dealing" and so I told her that I'm figuratively burning money every month because I send like 5 or 6 short messages, I don't call people at all, but have to pay about 17€ every month. Now she was getting a bit bold, telling me "oh, if you already knew you're not using your phone much, why didn't you cancel that contract earlier?".... NOW SHUT THE HELL UP, MS FEUERHERD! Seriously, I snapped. I told her she was bold and she went all "just because I'm not telling you what you want me to say?"..... I mean, come on, who does she think she is? I'm the customer, customer's king, right? FUCK YOU VODAFONE! I'll send them another complaint. Those fuckers. Seriously.

And being the polite lady I am I wished her a good night, gave her the finger through the phone and hung up on that bitch...