Meine kleine Welt

Hey everyone! Since it's getting warmer I thought it would be fun to come up with some ideas for things you can do in spring / early summer. Have a Picknick on a blanket with some friends. The most obvious one. Grab some food and eat your lunch outside. Fly a kite. I used to love this when I was a child, although I was never really good at keeping the kite in the air. Plant seeds and grow stuff. Get your hands dirty and spread some color. Or grow stuff that you can eat! There's nothing better than making breakfast with your own strawberries. Clean out your wardrobe. Get rid of that winter coat and make space for your summery clothes. Your wardrobe looks empty now? Well, that's the best excuse to go and buy something new ;) Visit a playground. Cause you'd be lying if you said you didn't like climbing that tree house. Just be nice to the actual kids that may be around. Pick wildflowers. Cause nobody got money to spend on a real bouquet! ...

I turned 27 years old yesterday, so I thought I'd write up some (cliché and random) things I've learned over the years. Nobody has their life fully figured out, some people are just really good at pretending. Don't compare yourself (too much) to other people. What works for them might not work for you. It's okay to be different. You'll have friends who are still living with their parents, and you'll have friends that just bought a house themselves. You're now at the age when everybody seems to get married. Invest in a nice cocktail dress, or two. Everyone has this one friend that has been backpacking through Australia. Drink water while drinking white wine (or any alcohol). Grilled cheese is the best meal to eat when you come home after having a couple of drinks. Spend your money on travelling instead of technology. Dreams change. Don't cling on to things if they don't make you happy anymore. Don't be emotionally attached to your hai...

....back again... ♫ Did I already mention that I'm really good at this blogging thing? No? Well, now you know. It's been half a year, a lot of things have happened or changed, and a lot of things didn't. Wow, how exciting. Let me elaborate. For example, my two besties are getting married later this year! And guess who's gonna be maid of honor? Me. You guessed correctly. My brother now works in Dubai and on the Maledives, and I kinda wish I would have studied IBM as well. Then I remember that I hate business management and all this kind of stuff, and I am only half as envious as I was before. Like the total cliché that I am I started doing yoga, and as predictable as this may sound, I am actually really loving it. I used to not get it, why so many people loved it, but after just a month I totally changed my mind. I still suck at playing the piano, partly because I don't find the time to practice, partly because YouTube is my teacher, partly because I...

First things first, I’m really good at this blogging thing. Such consistent content and so eloquently written. You can really tell that I'm studying linguistics. Anyway, this might be interesting for some of you, and after posting two political blog posts I feel like I should write about a topic that's a little lighter, like animal slaughter for example. Yes, I’m a vegan now. And yes, I have an abundance of tote bags. Don't ask me why, but whenever I hear the word „vegan“ I think of tote bags. And no, this is not going to be a blog post where I shame y'all for eating meat. The word „vegan“ has a whole lot of negative connotations. People immediately assume that I’ll lecture them about animal abuse and such. I don't mind people eating a steak in front of me, and yet they feel bad for eating meat when I’m around. And not because I have to witness it, but because they feel bad for the animal. It’s like I’m the personified bad conscience that you usuall...

1. You don't get skin cancer and turn bright red like the rest of us. 2. We can't see that tramp stamp you got in your younger years and therefore can't make fun of you. 3. 60-year-old men in speedos don't aggressively flirt with you and comment on the size of your breasts. 4. You don't get sand stuck all over your body causing you to scratch yourself all the time. 5. You're faster swimmers thanks to the full body suit, giving you an unfair advantage when you want to get out of the pool as soon as you see that 60-year-old man approaching. 6. We can't see whether you shaved you legs or not, so we can't shame you for either of these two choices. 7. We can't see your varicose veins or scars from giving birth, so we can't shame you for either of these two "imperfections." 8. We can't see if you're one of those weirdos who have an outie belly button. Those things are gross. 9. Grandmas can't complain abo...

I hate being right. At least today I do. Yesterday I told my roommate that the UK will vote 52-48 in favor of leaving. Well, as it turns out I can see in the future. Yay me. As sad as I am about the results of last night, I'm not going to insult/condemn anyone. At least I'll try not to. First up, I know as much about politics as about 80% of the people, which is little to nothing. Second, this is not about what you voted for. It's about why you voted for whatever it is you voted for. The following is only my opinion, and I'm not saying that it's necessarily the right opinion, but it's mine and this is my blog so deal with it. Also, I know that I'm pretty much completely leaving out the economic side of things. Cause I know nothing about that either. Except that I should go and spend some money on amazon.co.uk right now. I'm just someone who studies cultures and languages and sociology. I have big ideas and big beliefs about pretty much ...

I don't think I've ever been to two concerts within the span of not even a week. It kind of feels like I had a week off of everything, and it feels surreal to think about how much has happened the last seven days.   Brian Fallon and the Crowes, Live Music Hall, Cologne 2016 Anyway, after an incredible Frank Turner gig at the Lucerna Music Hall in Prague last Thursday, I went to see Brian Fallon play at the Live Music Hall (see the theme?) in Cologne yesterday. And although I'm constantly comparing these two nights in my head, I wouldn't be able to say which one was better. They were completely different, but both were amazing in their own way. While Frank's show was all about the dancing and singing along (crappily), Brian's gig had more of a relaxed feeling to it. I gotta say that yesterday's crowd was the quietest I've ever seen, and I can't exclude myself from that, but somehow we all seemed to still feel the Monday blues. Even...