Welcome long neglected in my journal:) After a few revisions I will revive it again and can be a bit more active in the LJ community. I do not know yet how many in German and how much will be in English, which is probably on my mood ...
A little something to me - I am my name is Eli, nineteen years old and come from Filderstadt, near Stuttgart. Since this fall I'm studying art history and Germanic studies at the University of Tübingen, and since November I live here with my sister a cute little apartment. I write fantasy, male strange abstract images which my sisters then hang on their walls, give out too much money on clothes and partying through the night. Student life rocks. The was now the short version, but maybe.
Why I start the blog? Because I've made up my mind in the new year a bit more active to be in the Lolita community, after I got the last year but cut back a lot. In Animexx you find me the way under the name Clarice_de_la_Cielle under Dunkelsüß on Elle. I wear Lolita since 2008, every now and then a regular and then again for a while almost not at all, and this year in the fall I have some pretty stupid events forced to sell almost half my wardrobe, I had to a car accident a pig expensive retraining to do to my driver's license to be allowed to keep, and then I just moved to what additional funding was not easy. What we are already talking about the topic for today's post because I have the New Year's Meme snapped, this is the move to LJ, and want my review of the past year and share my views with you again next:) FSJ children aborted in the circus in Schwäbisch Hall and moved back home to get it in the Diakoniestation continue in our village - -
Review 2010
one of the best decisions of the year .
- something like a slow Defining my own style made even if I am still far from through with him consistently.
- made a lot of contacts. Many stopped, have not I gutgetan.
- My love for the nightlife discovered and danced countless nights.
- Verliebt entliebt, raved, forgotten. With the complete human, which I once thought my great love. A heart broken.
- Many beautiful clothes and shoes bought:) First Brand Apparel, Meta \u0026lt;3
- Many beautiful things again sold; _;
Resolutions 2010
- good with my money households - I want to be able this year to make fire.
- get along with my sister, we hate it, but somehow we love ourselves.
- weight loss. And indeed a lot. I am currently at 80 kilos to 1.69 m, and even if no one believes me and all ask where I hinstecke that, I'm overweight and should be slow to do something about it again.
- go back to Lolita meeting. I've met through the Stuttgart Candy Mountain meeting some really wonderful girl, but unfortunately, some with whom I had my problems, and although I'm usually someone who over unpleasant people can ignore good and still has fun, me, it has unfortunately just caught in the wrong time, and spoiled the fun of it all. I want to do well in any case to go to a few more meetings.
- much more.
- Learn More! Art history is a great subject that has done nothing to deserve my laziness. Right now I should be sitting on my term paper on John Constable, I piece of rotten.
So much for today, and see you soon \u0026lt;3
Thursday, December 30, 2010
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Sunday, December 26, 2010
Alt Characters- Peace Sign
I wanted you so tubes, a Christmas song, but says my man so I was a bit late to it. So I will limit myself to wish all my fans a happy new year - and I hope that you not take too literally. Martin told me about that is that everything in Germany and the winter snow total chaos broke out. So please: Do not slide the car, you do not slip on ice, but on Sundays you just slip the new year - with best wishes from me, my people and the other lions in the way we "snow" can not join this year.
We have just recently in the south: the Gulf of Naples, where even in December blows even a relatively mild breeze (okay, 9 ° C - but mine is better than heat was the summer I was not here in fact be.) even if the sky is quite cloudy today. But that does not bother me. I am of busy. I must run beauty care - even if Martin complaining.
(c) Wolfgang Digel, December 2010
He finds once again that I should use bitt'schön but not the supporting beams for claw sharpening. Because if he had not placed enough scratching posts in my enclosure?
He has. But I must still use the shore, seeing ... So, how should I say it? At best, I'll show:
(c) Wolfgang Digel, December 2010
So if you look here closely you see that my man is not only in terms of interior design something has come up (no pruning, but it He has directed me in the corner a nice Strohbettchen), but ... So, I got 'nice neighborhood. Princess and Diamond are next to me pulled in and as you can see from the picture so, Diamond is already strong interest in me. She flirts with the grid - and that it is now especially important that I always look good. Why should I use and the support beams to scratching. Namely because I can show that I not only great nails, but also a sure six-pack (has not Mr Kasanga!) And have a manly chest. And if Mr Kasanga always says that he merely because he has black in his mane and on to the stomach than my last, great as I was - Nope! I know I'm special and the girls certainly recognize the!
(c) Wolfgang Digel, December 2010
also like it here in Italy. The people here are very enthusiastic about me (. Okay, my German audience, but the Italians are all there), tastes the food and in general: Travel broadens the mind! Even our man has already learned a little Italian - if this keeps up, he may soon order a single accident in Italian Steak! I, meanwhile, the girls purr something about "bella ragazza" and "Amore" in the ears - and who knows what it will lead to?
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Princess Line Auditions
2036
"Silent night, holy night ..." Cheerful Henry came humming into the bedroom.
"Take it not amiss to me, honey," Lily said, without looking up from her parchment, "but you can not sing at all." She was sitting cross-legged on her bed and wrote a furious pace in full vellum.
"So what?" Said Henry, to the sweater over her head and threw him over a chair. "It is not yet on the skill. It is important that I enjoy. "Next, he threw his jeans on the chair and next to his wife on the big bed. Lily, who knew her husband had raised prudently the ink bottle so that it tipped over and not the white linen coloring.
"Say the time your daughter," muttered Lily. She placed the ink bottle back down and rubbed her big belly.
Henry stretched out his arm and put his hand on the belly of his wife. With bright eyes, he left them. He had to keep re fascinated by the movements, which he felt in the belly of his wife. It was hard to believe that there really their child was inside.
"And I thought that babies love music."
Lily rolled her eyes. "Music. Not Katzengejaule. "Contradicted she dipped her pen and back into the inkwell.
"You hurt me deeply," Henry announced dramatically. "First you insult my singing ability and then you is so stupid parchment important than me."
"Five minutes," said Lily, without lifting the pen. "The item must be completed. I got him Anthony promised. After that, I'm on maternity leave. Then I will no longer spring mix. "
Henry looked at his wife doubtfully. He could remember a day in her marriage where she had held no pen in hand. Even when she had had thirty-nine degrees fever, she had not stopped writing.
"I'll believe it when I see it," he muttered and put his ear to her belly. Lily had not disturbed them, she continued calmly. However, she felt reassured, as her daughter stopped it, connect it so strong. Henry's voice always had a very calming effect on them. At least if he did not sing.
your pen again dipped into the ink to write the last sentence, then they shut the barrel carefully. She read her article again through improved her magic wand a few errors and was then heavily on the bed. She opened the window and then glanced at her watch. She had written Anthony this morning when she was about to be finished with their articles and its chief had promised to send a Expresseule.
fluttered Half a minute later, a nimble little owl into the room, landed on Lily's dressing table and stretched out his legs expectantly. Lily tied the rolled parchment carefully laid out and chased him, then quickly back out into the snowy cold night.
Henry had watched the whole shaking his head. His eyes fell on the three golden feathers on the shelf, which Lily had been awarded as the best reporter. He proudly watched his ambitious wife, who take it in spite of her pregnancy in the eighth month and Christmas is not allowed to write an article ready. "You are incredible, "he whispered.
Lily looked at him smiling and then lay down beside him on the bed. With a happy sigh, she reached out and closed his eyes.
"Is everything okay?" Said Henry then asked anxiously. Now that she had finished her article, she was again capable of a sensible conversation. "Does your back still hurt so much?"
Lily took his hand and placed it on her belly and clasped her fingers with his. "Yes. The drink of Ted seems to work really. " she replied, her eyes again. She smiled at him. "Do not worry. We are doing well. "With her free hand she drove through his hair.
"I can not tell you how relieved I will be when the baby is finally here." Muttered Henry. He had read a book about pregnancy and birth and after all the horror scenarios that were described in it, get terrified that something could go wrong. Since it was also not care that Lily had assured him that there had never been in her family problems and were all involved all births always good had. She had little fear of childbirth, she could expect not only to finally be able to keep her little daughter in her arms. Since she had learned that she was pregnant, she longed for this moment.
"I know," she said. He leaned to her and kissed her.
"And next year we went to three." His eyes lit up. "Hey, maybe we can do if the child is older, sing Christmas songs in the canon."
Lily sat up and stared at him in horror. "Over my Dead body! "
Merry Christmas to all!