Because I come now the last few weeks. was surprised at times by comments and feedback from the far corners of my acquaintances, and then came the absolute proof that my blog is not an unsuccessful company: I received an email from a student who will soon go to Australia, and - wait for it -... has read my blog, ALTHOUGH NOT KNOW ME AT ALL Wow I'm thrilled * proud *
Well, what's new? I lie with my work really, really good in the race - yesterday I had "just" wrote the essay for literature, and could even claim that he has not gone completely wrong. On the other hand, I want to do at 20 for eight pages of references, here are the lecturer, which tears my work from its foundation. However, I have since ran again, unfortunately, because the first version is never the best. Yet I can not until next week to print out the design, so I decided to employ over the weekend my brain with Children's Literature, more specifically with the two books, "Theodora's Gift" (incredibly stupid) and "Journey to Eureka" (even better ). Well, these two works are very contemporary. They are so contemporary, that there is no secondary literature. None at all. As a result, I have my last week a bunch of copied articles that deal somehow with my rough general theme (story - Stick to your last!) And me today is to extract any range for the lyrics.
What can I say? Nope. Apart from a lot of gibberish is contained in these texts anything what could I use anyway. I guess this is again a mark essay "homemade". But hey - the last two essays I've sat with the scheme gets too bad, so why not this?
Yesterday I finally bought me some new Tarot cards, and so spent a happy evening to sit with Julia and Anna on the balcony and to invent stories about interesting topics, such as the symbolism of the cards and the subconscious knowledge of man. This in combination with vodka and chips - we were happy. Today I shot this film with Julia, a smaller round, Manly, because here this is a wine festival, which means that you can drink very expensive wine and look down on loud screaming toddlers. But hey, we live within two blocks, why should we eat when we go home and just can? * Hehe * Manly is really a picture-postcard holiday destination. I could slap me I'm not just pulled out earlier. I'm so relaxed lately, I can even sleep through the night again. Oh, and I start to feed me again as I should - in Epping food was more or less to the satisfaction of needs, but lately I like to eat again. Well, what? * * Proud
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