I wonder what will happen tonight in Code Geass. Please let Lelouch continue to be emperor and Suzaku his knight, the SuzaLulu homolust is so ♥-ish.

Visiting my stepfather's relatives in Slovenia and afterward some friends. So, err... baiiiii. ;_;
Miss you and still love you all,

Me ♥

PS: Take good care of yourself, I want everyone of you still alive and healthy when I'm back again! If you want a postcard from Slovenia comment with your address. Comments are hidden.

Also, the longer and the more often I watch the HBP trailer (which is awesomely promising - but, alas, the film is mostly about hormones and trv wuv), I find myself more and more drawn to Ralph Fienne's little nephew. I forgive him for not freaking out when Dumbledore set his wardrobe on fire. I think he'll be stunning in the movie (and quite the relieve from all those ickle, idiotic love stuff going on. Oh, HPB bein' in ur fandom bein' ur emo book.)

I was out today, and just happened to realize how quiet this night is when I stepped out of the bus. Not one single car, not even in Kleinengstingen which is just around the corner. I crossed the street, looked up at the sky and experienced the beauty of such nights. I don't even recall the last time I've seen stars.

It was a beautiful moment and the rest of the way I frequently had to stop and gaze up.

Die Verständigung zwischen meinem Vater und mir ist wirklich vorbildhaft schlecht. Er rallt es nicht, wenn ich nicht ernst bin und fühlt sich gleich angegriffen und ich hab keine Lust mit ihm zu sprechen, dafür aber Lust, ihm eine reinzuschlagen. Abgesehen davon ist es echt ätzend eine Kiste Limonen durch halb Stuttgart zu schleppen, wenn gerade Christopher Street Day ist und Alkoholleichen überall rumliegen. Hey, immerhin hatte er Müsli da -- ich glaube, er hatte seit über einem halb Jahr nichts Nahrhaftes mehr in der Küche. Ich wurde möglicherweise also Zeuge eines kulinarischen Fortschrittes.

Because, yes. Rolo's and Lelouch's moment in episode seven was just so epic. Do so approve.

More later, perhaps. Eventually. Probably. No, most likely.

Rolo-kun~~♥

(I have yet do decide for which variation of his name's spelling I will go for, though.)

Wtf.

Bai being Hei's original source of powers is so not cool. I swear. It's pretty lame and not awesome-y and... and... and..
I expected something MIND BLOWING instead I was thrown at with sort-of-to-be-expected plot 'twists'. Lame.

...

Hei being a possible future is cool, though.

Ich möchte nicht, dass man mir dieses Jahr oder irgendein Folgejahr zum Geburtstag gratuliert.

For some reason unknown to me, LJ has eaten half of my entry. So I'm re-posting sometime this evening, given that LJ isn't going to eat it once again. Feed Frank, but please not with my posts. DDD:

So, Marina told me Sarah thought she was pregnant.
I thought it was a joke.
And I laughed.
And Marina looked all serious and I was like, 'OMG NO WAY'.
Marina went like, 'Yes. D'uh.'

So far the prologue, somehow we ended in the drugstore buying Sarah's pregnancy test becaue Sarah herself was all like, 'omgineedtodothatandthosethingsandomgididntevendothatyet' and we are just too nice and friendly and helping. Whee, that was an adventure. Until we've found it, that is. At first we were in the totally wrong etage, and it was kind of really embarrassing to ask for the right direction. Somehow we managed that eventually, though...
Oh gaw, and when we finally found that thing people were giving us all funny looks. :D; It was to be expected, anyway. But we never noticed how many pregnant women, young mothers and little children and babies Reutlingen had.

And as for school today, uhn. We wrote the test in ethics, the epic test. I think I kind of failed. Bye-bye A. D:

Alas, I started watching Ghost Hound. Most fuckingly awesome thing. ♥ Haha, but I put it on hold for the sake of Hoshi no Kaabi. I love Kirby, can't help it. I even started digging out the old nintendo console and playing Kirby's Ghost Trap all over again. So much love to that pink epitome of cute.

Bakura remains cute, after all, and I am bored out of my skull. Le sigh.
Oh, and....
Fandom fucking scares me.

I'm so mad right now, and I'll stay mad for the rest of the weekend until Monday but most probably Wednesday anyway, since I know Mr. Kern most probably won't be there on Monday, so...

RAR.

We've been watching a film in today's chemistry class. Since the remote was lost and that was the only way to switch languages, we've been watching in English. After what felt like an hour watching the teacher struggle with the recorder. Poor, tormented soul. As for the film itself -- exactly as the title says. I've never ever watched something as entirely disturbing as that.

Plus, I've got the Italy test back. Personally I am not proud of the mark and think it's horrible, but the teacher was all, 'I'm so glad, you did it right, see being orally active pays off?" And I went, "Err... sure.... not to mention I had that mark the last time and the time before and almost the time before that. Actually, not quite. I started with a much better mark and no I'm gradually falling, and really, who the fucking hell is glad with that mark anyway? Blaaah. Blaaah. Blaaah." I'm so spoiled when it comes to good marks in languages. So spoiled in fact, that a two already feels like a five, but. Yeah. I'm too lazy to start reading books, so I don't wonder why I seemingly can't beat the borderline of 2,0.

I'm really, really spoiled. Others would be glad, yet I keep staying angry with myself. Oh dear.

(Title is totally unrelated to the rest of the entry, but it's not like anybody would read it, so it's actually just me talking with myself what I have already done the whole day, so. Yeah.)

I love the way decisions, problems and wishes are discussed within our family. It warms my heart, and always goes like it went today, 'Hey, I'm going to do dis right now or tomorrow or whenever the hell I want and I just thought it'd be cool and all to inform you. So you are just like, informed. Okay? Thanks. Here you go.'

I dreamed of trash. Absolute trash, and it went something like, 'hippopotamuses and humans are living together in peace, fusing to one superior species and having babies'. The most funny thing was when the person I inhabited in the dream was introduced to one handsome boy who started to flirt with her. I swear, I panicked in the dream and switched instantly and in the dream itself to another one. One, I was more comfortable with because it was one I could influence on my own. Wtf, really I always panic when someone tries flirting with me. It's not my thing, really.

I'm feeling all guilty because I haven't layed one single finger on my maths book yet. More precisely, I didn't pick up any book yet, which means I learned nothing today but oh well. I'll do maths and the stuff in about half an hour, I'm just back from Reutlingen and need to overcome my tiredness first. (Speaking of Reutlingen, I've been sitting in a bus today in which it apparently was forbidden listening to music. The lulz? And next time I gonna see a poster saying, DO NOT TALK. TALKING WILL COST YOU A FEE OF 30 €.)

Anyway, when I returned home there was a splendig surprise awaiting me in the pillar box: The new edition of the Stern (featuring China, haha) and the last Doujinshi I've been waiting for - and most impatiently, even so. It's gorgeous, and I wish I could read what Bakura and Ryou-kun are talking. The art is uncommon and very unique, but absolutely fantastic and charming. And from what I gather, it's a horror story which makes the art style all the more tremendous (in a positive way!).  I'm simply in love with it. ♥ There's this short story where Ryou-kun tries to resurrect (Yami no) Bakura's original body and he suceeds in that, albeit Bakura's body looks very dead and zombie-ish, plus it looks like there's wax dripping from him. Oh, I loved it when Ryou-kun put that necklace of his around Bakura's neck and wanted to kiss him, when Bakura's spirit suddenly emerged from the Sennen Ring and tried to avert all possible fluff between them. It was so cute.
Well, there was also a really amazing short story wherein Bakura and Ryou-kun were shown in Bakura's soul room (and there was a single chair standing in the middle of the room and that totally got me, because I'm all for those grotesque symbols in the horror genre). Unfortunately I wasn't able to understand one single word they've been talking, but it ended with Bakura on Ryou-kun's lap. So cool.
Anyway, the cover art is really the most fantastic thing about the whole douijinshi. The front with Ryou smiling like a mental nutcase and the backside in blurred, darker colors with Bakura looking just like his usual insane self and actually havin removed that bandage around his arm from the Battle City season and - woah. There's a really long scar on his arm, and that absolutely got me again.

Schlechte Laune, ewig nicht geschlafen, dann endlich mal geschlafen, seit Stunden migräneartige Kopfschmerzen, .....

Mach gut' Miene zum bös'n Spiel.