October 2010
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Halloween? Screw it. I'm watching Liverpool.
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The temperature dropped to 20 something degrees, for a tropical country it’s pretty damn rare. So I went out with my friend and his dad who I’m staying with.
Then at night it was time for the Bundesligaaaa. As great as ever.
While waiting the Schalke game I was forced to watch the Polish 1.Liga…It was ok I guess. I was watching the Valencia game on a stream though.
Sevilla...
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Ok so yesterday I wrote this block of text
concerning my university, what’s going to happen et cetera.
There was a little angst, and being the ever-so logical person I am, it turned into a letter I sent to my mum.
Shit.
Bad move.
It wasn’t a “fuck-you” message or anything, but I wrote it in English and I’m not quite sure how she’s going to interpret it.
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Re-read my term 2 report from last year, just...
I don’t take Economics.
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I have Chemistry homework due tomorrow but I'm...
I’m not even sure what I’m supposed to do but I don’t care enough to go see the teacher today.
The coursework, on the other hand, I’ve been looking forward to do for a while now. I’m working on a piece on DADT. I never thought I’d do something that focuses on the US, but damn, I just disagree with the policy so much.
The word limit is ridiculous though. 800...
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I've been so happy it's surreal.
Liverpool, films, friends and all.
Now it’s time for school. Oh joy.
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Enough with volunteer work for the flood victims,...
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Kites on the powerlines: Sartre wins and declines... →
rararasputin:
On this day in 1964, Jean-Paul Sartre is awarded the Nobel Prize for literature, which he declines.
In his novels, essays, and plays, Sartre advanced the philosophy of existentialism, arguing that each individual must create meaning for his or her own life, because life itself had no innate…
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How can what stultifies and potentially brutalizes us be felt and described as...
– Patrick Süskind (On Love and Death)
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My parents want me to go out for lunch with them...
Time to slip out of my ~fashionable~ Bayern jersey+Diesels combination and into some pretty dress and heels.
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Out of my post-match depression now. I think.
God everyone had been so nice to me since yesterday night, especially my friends who forced me to go to the riverbank 2 hours away from the city. It’s like our little healing place we go to when we’re feeling really bad for whatever reason, from football to family. We just go there, put on some soft music, relax, and no one is to bring up whatever’s the problem. After a couple of...