30. 11. 2014

Funny but sad weekend...

On Friday, I walked along the streets again. It was a bist misty, simply beautiful... Like always. But this saturday, something was different. I was again in deep melancholy. Because, when I walked there, I started to think, that I just have 3 weeks left. That hurts. I felt like a bit homesick, but actually it was the opposite of homesick. I mean, there were the news with my birthday and then the abstract beauty of Cork. It was like... I started realise that I got used to this. I should never be used to something because if somebody is used to something he doesn't feel the beauty of a special place anymore. So I walked along the streets and I tried to copy all the images, the impressions, the smell and the feelings in my head. To storage them...

The feeling if you know that you will lose somebody who you like very much. Although I tried not to make to deep friendships with my class mates, it happend. I don't want to leave them in a way. But on the other side, I also miss Moon a lot. Uhm, wait... Why don't you come here, Moon? And take Sven with you :D #Svensy forever. That would be so nice... And Agrento. I'm sure he would be happy here.

Well, I will miss my irish class mates so much. I don't want to leave. Seriously, I don't. But I have to :( Oh, Lord, I don't want imagine my last day on my school. You have to know, that I'm normally not that emotional girl. I mean, I wasn't even home sick at all. Ok, today, I was a bit. Because it was the first advent and I missed the advent candles. And grandma's biscuits. And her food at all.

Don't waste time with useless writings about my feelings, let's go to Saturday. Surprise, surprise, I walked again. Down to the city centre. Like every Saturday, it was really busy. But I love the christmas decorations there. And I found a christmas market! It wasn't so great like in Galway, but it was ok. A copy of Germany again... They sold food and they had a big wheel. And of course, there was also german food. "Bratwurst" for example. I looked for Currywurst, but they hadn't that. I walked also into a few shops, to look for christmas presents and gifts for my german family and friends. Just three weeks left... *sigh*

There was also a demonstration in the city centre. That's why my chapter is called "no way, we won't pay".  A few people from Mahon demonstrated against the water charges. Again. In the last times, there were a lot of demonstrations in Ireland. I just saw two in Cork yet, but Peter said, there are big demonstrations next week in Cork. And they sang the whole time "No way, WE WON'T PAY!!!!". I filmed it.

Today, on Sunday, I spent my time with sleeping and homework. They have to be done... Ah, and Youtube. But the the most of the day, the Internet was down. Actually that was good because that forced me to my homework. It was very warm today, I walked around in a T-Shirt. And Maria, the freezing girl from Spain had just a ligth jumper on. That's a serious sign for hot temperatures... My window was open the whole day (ok, it's alway open, even it has just 2 degrees outside) and so I could hear another demonstration again. I wasn't outside, but I guess, it was in Mahon.

The evening I spent listening to christmas songs and eating a Lebkuchen. Guys, I'm really proud of me. I could keep the box with Lebkuchen over one month in front of my window. So I saw it every day, but I didn't open it. Yesterday, I finally open it. In Ireland, they don't celebrate the sundays before chrismtas like in Germany. That's why I celebrated with a Lebkuchen. It was the time when I was a bit homesick. But, to defend my pride: That was the first time I was homesick for the whole time now. And it was just for ten minutes. Yesterday, I was really sad for two hours because I started to miss my irish class mates. Although I'm still here. So this small ten minutes don't count, yeah?

So, I have to say Sorry for this chapter because it's a bit emotional. The reason for that is Emilia with "Big Big World" (a song which has nearly the same age like me, but it's beautiful) and the new Update of "Die Suche nach dem Bug". That's a Froid Fanfiction. And Frodo called Flo "Mein Engel mit dem gebrochenen Flügel". Imagine this with a bit of emotional music. I nearly died in front of my mobile. That was soooo cute. I mean, I normally don't read Gay Fiction, but... Froid <3

You see, I need fangirling. And I can't go to the Arena at the moment, so my heart beats for LeFloid and Frodoapparat. And for the whole Berliner Cluster ^^

Greetings from the emotional

Agi

(who has to read this cute chapter with Froid again)