A decade has passed and although I find it excessive total and overrated, that celebrate a day so extreme, I let it take me, the past year or so, a little revue to leave. By the fact that I recently came barely to have much meaning to post something.
When I turned 17, my joy was limited. I mean .. what is 17? At that time I would not have thought that this year will be much more exciting and influential than the previous one. My return to my old and new school was, if you look at my grades, more of a crash. Human, however, it has brought me much more! Old friendships were renewed and some are stronger now than ever before and some people made it within half a year, close to my heart. I never would have thought possible. I was there very much fun, yet I opted for a step that brought much turmoil with it. But before I tried with my family and friends great arguments to convince, first of all I went to someone else. Do not ask me why, but I confided to my former German teacher! How ridiculous .. really but somehow I wanted a reaction from someone who knows me does not really! And I had, for whatever reason, a hell of respect for this woman. Maybe it was the stories they told at times, in which again was expressed that they too often had to enforce their own head to there to seeing out where she is today. You would laugh if you could see it. Somehow it reminds me more of a crazy bird. Bit like Tiffy from Sesame Street! She had a strange style of dress, was inclined slightly esoteric and had the habit of words to emphasize a little crazy. Furthermore, it was very theatrical! In plain language, I often sat in class and've cried with laughter! : D And yet I wanted to know what they think of my plan, first quit school and move to another city there to do an internship , stopped. First she screamed hysterically at me and said I was crazy. She realized quickly, however, that I somehow am serious, and then she tried talking ... over and over again. She has analyzed and interpreted my behavior as me I would be a ballad ! Somehow, she then also hit the bull's eye yet. ".. You know Frank, I think you are a very emotional person! You show only little. Some of your cool and aloof behavior serves to protect you. (...) You were always a very valuable school for me. Even if you verbally zurückhieltest, I knew you were the subject of mind! .. " Good. The old Fraut played me but a trace too much and somehow the therapist has indeed not be so much ^ ^ with my decision to emulate but she was right. German was the only subject in which I was interested in me at least a bit ... but if I'm so emotional, I do not know.
True already, I hardly talk to someone about my feelings. And .. anyway those who are allowed to listen to my whining to do, I bit sorry. Just because I'm not really. I was looking for 3 people and made them indispensable for me as I entrusted to them things that nobody else knew.
Also, the blog helped me sometimes. Especially on the petty issues that could actually interest me, I do not complain here: D
But it's not just for me was a rollercoaster of emotions. I believe I had never in my life so many letters .. and I believe also, I've seen in my life, never cry so many friends. I like not so special ... Although I find it touching and wonderful that they open up before me and reveal their true feelings .. but unfortunately I have no real talent with a crying man to handle. I somehow can not even cry. And I hate that! I often try it because I am convinced you will feel better afterwards. But it does not work. Until I came for the first time in a situation where I felt like the biggest loser. For the first time I had lost! You can imagine how bad it was not real. All these things, how bad they sound, but you could put away as well, it also repeatedly gave high points! These specific moments and the anticipation of it! Therefore there is simply no better title than "rollercoaster ride" for the last year. In Schechter was good! Sometimes so much that I could hardly believe my luck and if I'm "worse" can not then it got worse!
If you had the expected?
Fact: There was laughter and crying. The word "asshole" was relatively common and both the hospital and the police station I saw two times more often than all secrets were revealed and it incorporated many Tränen.Und then also the family scandal! Quite honestly, I sometimes felt like in gossip girl! : D And yet we have always got things right, because were other (bad) consequences of it rare. For at least not for me. ;)
And what does this tell us? GENAUUU. We do just the same way as before, because one thing I did not this year: BOREDOM. Much has started and I'm curious how it goes.
Alsoo in this sense:
I wish you a happy happy NEW YEAR: D HAHAH: D
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