During preparing my GFS and hearing loud music from Robbie Williams I thought to write something about it in here. Today nothing exciting has happened, my mother woke me up at seven o' clock, she told me to clean up my room, I had breakfast and went to work. I have at soon hold a lecture in English, named GFS, about Singapore. I thought I should push ahead during the holidays, so I'm not messing it. By the way, the note that I get back ranks as a class work and I'm honestly not quite far. I have four more days time before the holidays are over, and then I just have to do it on weekends. Charlie  maked her GFS in three days, this is a riddle for me.

After that I must still go to my piano teacher ... He usually comes to my house for practice teaching but in the holidays he makes something like theory lessons. There are three different courses, the bronze, the silver and the gold course, I'm in the silver course and here there is a division between the slow and the faster people. I do not know whether the extra allocation among the other courses also. Anyway, we write after exam and I do not really prepared for it, so please wish me good luck. Now I gotta go ... 
Until then

~ Sam

Since Ray obviously prefers admiring herself in the mirror and considering herself Justin Timberlake's "señorita" (step away, he's already got a girlfriend, and no, I am not talking about me), I thought I should write something now.

It's the first day of our holidays and I spend it with...blogging and watching South of Nowhere, which is like the best TV Show ever made (next to Glee, of course). When I started watching SoN I realized, all of a sudden, that every TV Show I ever got addicted to contains gay actions. And the gay couples always were the ones I shipped the most and the hardest. But it's a good thing, that means homosexuality gets more and more tolerated.

Besides, I haven't wrote about my year abroad yet, have I? Ok, honestly I'd told you anyways. So this summer I'm going to the Philippines and I won't return till next year's summer. Currently I am learning how to speak Tagalog, which is the Filipino language. I am like totally excited, I already made a "days until"-calender for my room I use the Filipino flag as a desktop wallpaper.

Gosh, I am so excited. But I am excited aswell about this week, because it's full of rehearsals with my theatre club, we premiere February 26. This season we're playing Shakespeare's "A Midsummernight's Dream" and I got the part of one of Titania's fairy servants.

And last but not least: I am getting new glasses! I chose them yesterday and I only needed 5 minutes to choose. Honestly my mother thought we'd had to go to several stores but I showed her how to do that! Walk in, explain your wish, grab the glasses of your dreams. Easy as that.

I hope you all had a nice time!
~ Lou

Yeeeah, I survived this (awful-horrible-terrible-damned) week!
LIKE A BOSS

So now I'm forever alone. Or at least I feel like I was forever alone, cuz all my friends are doing something together. For example, Cat, my almost-best-friend from autumn 2012, has invited her new almost-best-friend to go home with her. So they certainly are watching TV now, like they always do when they're at Cats home together. I hate watching TV. It's boring and you become dumb when you do it too often.

I skyped with Charlie and Sam an hour or two ago. It's really, really mean. They are at Charlies home together, skyping with people, laughing, listening to Charlies brother who's playing the piano while they play table soccer. It's not fair!
Maybe it would be if my brother was here. Then I'd play table soccer with him or he would laugh at me when I play the harp or sing horrible karaoke songs, or I would laugh at him when he tries to play the cello to his Linkin Park music that he doesn't wanna give me for my Itunes account. There aren't so many things that I only can do when my brother's here, but when I can't, I really miss them. And him.

He'll come back tomorrow. He was in Paris last week, our second home (I already told that we lived there for years, didn't I?), but he was there with the scariest teacher of our school and a part of his class. He wrote me strange messages tomorrow. I don't really understand them because it's so strange. Did he wrote that a student of his class was found out when she was getting laid by a french boy?! I did warn you - I didn't found any sense in his message. Maybe I'm wrong. I hope so. He didn't answer when I wrote back, so I don't know.

I can't wait for tomorrow, because Sam will come here then. We meet at the same like when we go to school, but we go back to my home. It will be early and I have to wake up at 6 o'clock, but I don't mind. The annoying part of all this is that I have to tidy up my room, too. Sam is so clean and tidy and I'm not, I really get complexes of it! Sam will stay with me until saturday and I hope that Charlie will come then, too. She doesn't know if she's allowed to, yet. Her mother wasn't at home when I invited her.

Do you like Twitter?
First I liked it but now I think it's a kind of stress. Mhm. Jamie doesn't twitter very often and that was the main reason why I made an account - I like following people. Particulary him.

I think I have to go now. I finished reading Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare today and I want to read lots of books until the school starts again. Tristan and Isolde, Reckless, Moon over Soho (Charlie gave it to me) and "Wie viel Leben passt in eine Tüte?" which she lent me although she hadn't finished it yet. I'll read it until saturday so I can give it back and she will read it over the holidays... If I finish it. So I have to. I should make a list of all these books (:

Bye then, I'll write again soon!
~Ray

Hi, it's me again. Of course.
I don't really know why, but Charlie, Lou and Sam do not write as much as me. It's a kind of curious. So I am listening to The winner takes it all while I am thinking of myself.

Today I had a rehearsal with my harp quintet. I love it. There was a time when I hated them because of my harp teacher. I even told her I was leaving her lessons, but since then she was very nice to me. So I stayed and now I love it. We are playing new pieces I like - that's cool.
I have a very good friend in my harp quintet. Her name is Emma and she is seventeen years old but we can talk about everything with each other and she really understands me, even if she doesn't know all my friends. It can be very helpful to talk to someone who's older than you are, especially when she can't comment your life because she only knows what you want to tell her :)
Our next concert is march 9th and I don't want to go there... There would be the "Open House Day" at school, (I don't know how you call it in english) and the English Club will sell mamelade. I think it would be fun, but of course I can't. Snief.

Oh, I forgot to say that I'm a really poor girl, didn't I?
So, now you know it. I have no money. Even Jamie Campbell Bower said: "People don`t get it, they think I`m rich. I`m not! I have no money!" So, I feel like him. As I'm thinking about this fact now I feel happier :3
The problem is that I don't like telling my dad that I need money when I really need it. When I have money and he's asking if I need some, I accept it and he gives me a 20€ sham. When I need some, I just think Shame on you, Ray, he already gave you 20€ monday! ans so I just say I still have money from monday. And now I have debts because I borrow money from my friends. Sometimes I'm so stupid...

I have to go now. Someone is calling me - until now, I was phoning to Sam - and I think it's my french exchange student. She's really nice but she calls me too often, that sucks! Then she speaks to me for hours and I almost fall in sleep...
I'm a very bad girl, aren't I?
~Ray

I always told that I like the winter days. There's my birthday. Christmas. New Year. You can stay home and read, knit, drink a warm coffee and so on.
I always lied. Or at least it was my mistake.
I hate these days.

Lou already wrote it - it's sunday. I will see her, Sam, Charlie and all my friends tomorrow at school. If I survive tonight, of course, but the risk is high that I don't. I really don't want to go to school tomorrow, you know, I have lots of homework to do and I think I will "forget" it. Sorry, but I just can't do homerwork tonight! There are so many other things to do...

For example playing the harp. Today was an instrumental music competition on which I was constrained to play because of my harp teacher (How do you call her? Harp teacher, really?). I played in a quintet, so we were five harps. There was only one of the three pieces we played that I liked, but guess what? We won! I'm so happy and proud and... Unmotivated for the next contest on which we will be forced to play because we won this one. Snief.

My mom has taken the TGV to Paris at 17:31 pm and she will not come home until february 15th. She works in a suburb there and my family moved to Germany in 2009 because of my dad's work. She wanted to continue working there and - tadaa - we see her biweekly. Mhm. I'm not sad but... Huh. Why doesn't she stay here a few days? She arrived this friday and now she's going there again!

Wow. The heating is on 5 and I'm still cold. My dad wanted to go outside and ride bike and I said it was ok; I would go take air with him. I'm such an idiot. You can't imagine how cold it is here - except you try riding bike by this weather, too. It's horrible, terrible, awful, and tragically I did. My ears are as cold as ice and my eyes are still crying. Never, never do such dumb things! I think I'll catch a cold and I'm like frozen now. I ate an ice to feel warmer but it didn't work - I actually feel worse than before. Everyone will miss me at school if I stay home tomorrow, won't they?

So I have to sleep and get well again.
Ciao.

The coolest one of the fantastic four Germans (literarry cool, lol).
Ray

It's sunday. In the outside it's raining and the sky is grey- nothing really cool to look at. Right know I don't feel like leaving my bed but I guess I'll have to. We're invited to a brunch in the local jazzclub. Brunching is cool and so is jazz but why has it to be on an early sunday morning? We're staying there until the afternoon anyways!

All in all the weekend began quite cool: friday evening I went to a party with my parents. One of them had to bring my little brother (12 yrs) Home early because he tried to secretly mix beer with coke so he couldn't get caught. When my brother left I was the only person under 30 years there. Even though I was quite alone there I had fun because my mother's best friend borrowed me his iPad and I could try Siri the whole evening.

Saturday I slept until 1pm but I was tired the whole day anyways. After my parents left to go to a friend's birthday my brother and me started to cook something (bacon & toast & and apple pie) and with all the food we went to the TV. We watched a lot of things like Crash Canyon, Punk'd and WWE Smackdown (the first time after the Winter break!) and we talked a lot, too.

And now I'm here, tired, and I don't want to get up although I'm hungry at the same time. Life sucks!
Anyone wanna come and cheer me up?

So that was my weekend- yet. Honestly a pretty boring one. I hope today will be better. Maybe.

~ Lou