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Thursday, 28 July 2011

Berlin

No, this post won't include all 200 pics. Seriously, blogger isn't made for that. But... I was asked to take pictures of the wall. So I have about 30 pictures of the longest part that is left. It's now called "East Side Gallery" . Covered in art on the eastern and in illegal gaffiti on the western side, it is 1.3km long (which is only a small bit of it's original length...).
western side with illegal graffiti

small, cut out part you can try to climb over.

trying to get all of it on a pic... and failing. ^^

I made pics along the wall and of single parts of it.

Erm... yes... I hoped I'd be able to read the artists explanation on the right and to translate it, but it's a bit difficult...




(in the orange part:) "Never again censorship in the arts."

(in the grey part:) "marionettes of a cancelled piece."

"My god, help me to survive this deadly love."

"You learned what freedom means and never again forget that."




"Don't forget love."








"There are many walls to break down."

"We tried to let colours reach over the wall."


"No man's land"

Actually, 136 is the smallest number. Some say it were far more who died trying to cross the wall.








I just realized some of you won't know about the wall... I suggest wikipedia. =P

Wednesday, 27 July 2011

Another year done!

Finally, our summer holidays started. And again I wonder where the time went... was that really a whole year?
So I decided to put all the folders this year filled on each other. The one in the top holds my classtests, the other two worksheets and what we wrote down. Next to them are my schoolbooks. Not including the ones we had to read. This pic also doesn't show what I did for art, nor the presentations I prepared.
...throwing those folders out of my window I might manage to make a dent into the pavement...
*resists*

And next year will be worse... oh my...
^^

So...holidays. *looks at small list of things she has to do* ...reading diary, 5 minute monologue, presentation on pantomimes, another presentation... and I have to read Kafka's "Der Prozess"... -.-

^^

Tuesday, 19 July 2011

Sometimes

The world is perfect.
You don't believe me,
You think of wars, famines,
persecution, discrimination, violence, hate...
but to me, today,
my world is perfect.

My world is perfect.
You don't believe me,
You think of the times I'm sad, upset,
stressed, helpless, depressed, lost...
but for me, right now,
my world feels perfect.

My world feels perfect.
You ask me why?
I think of my family and my friends,
of sunshine, laughter, music, hope...
and you realise, for me, right now,
my world is perfect.

My world is perfect.
You ask me why?
I think of all those people who help, care,
protect, rebuild, comfort, defend...
and you understand, to me, today,
the world is perfect.


(I don't want to be eaten by Isabella, so I post it...)

Wednesday, 13 July 2011