ugh...
I am sleepy, but at least my week is almost over...
one more boring class (yes, baby, show me how MS Word works... This is so exciting and I have never ever worked with it before.... *yawn*)
Gonna visit my parents and teach my Mom how to make sushi...
Also got a modeling job for the weekend.... Money!!! I want money... I am greedy. Yep. I admit it... Greedy.
Mais... je ne regrette rien... Vraiment, rien du tout.
C'est une bonne chose dans une vie pleine de la tentation

c'est tout pour aujourd'hui, je crois..
Il faut que je parle (il faut mettre le subjonctif ici... mais je n'ai rien d'idée ce que le subj. de "parler" est... ) francais... Mais il n'y a personne ici qui veut m'aider...

Waiting for this dude form the Bundestag to call back...
Just because I am an alumni of a Bundestag Exchange Program... O_o
I'm soooo good for PR as it seems. Every year there's a new alumni, but somehow it's always me who gets picked out for "promotion", the press thingie every year where the new scholar is presented the scholarship, the local newspapers show up and make a story about it. Whooppeee.
I mean, its not a bad thing. I like it. This way I can somehow contribute something to the program.
The funny thing is tho, that the member of parliament is into havng me present my exchange year etc, but the organisation that actually "had to deal" with me kinda ignored me.
When we had this interview, all us scholarship applicants, I showed up all nice and cutsie and geeky. Glasses, ponytail, no make up, blue jeans and sweater, grey coat. All nice. Geeky to put it into one word.
They picked me and I was awarded this bigass scholarship. I was more than happy. And I still value my exchange year in California as one of the most important experiences in my life.
But I made the mistake (did I?) of showing up at the seminar where all scholars of this program met, well, I made the mistake of showing up in what my brother used to call a "lasagne shirt"... a metal band shirt (cmon, I was innocent 16... it was a Rhapsody shirt, not Burzum!) with a bit of blood and gore on it... pfffff...

So since my brother's ex-gf - being an alumni of the same program - was still in touch (she was one of those blondes with blue eyes... the cute kinda girl, you know... disgustingly cute... ) with the organisation, she told me about how pissed off they had been about me "having concealed the true me"... yeaaaaah... riiiiiiight...
Whatever...


So it seems that I will yet again be in the local (whoopee ) newspaper... well, I moved... so it isnt really my local newspaper anymore. Anyways... he better give me a call some time soon. His secretary promised me he'd call around lunch time... it's almost 6pm now.


Doobeeedooo...
Ugh. Gotta get up early tomorrow to get to my Linguistics class... hmpf... I will bring my markers again...
Last week I couldnt draw in class because I had to sit in the first row, because this fat stupid girl from the country side (no offense, other fat stupid girls from the country side...) sat where me and Julia use to sit... And I thought it to be too rude to draw stuff while sitting right in front of the prof. Damn that fat stupid girl from the country side!!!


Well, at least Julia and me are gonna get to pick out the pictures for my application set...
Aaaaagh! I wanna be one of you, you pretty girls!!!!








(I like chickens)





xoxo Insa

lalalaaaa... no one reads the German girl's journal anywaaaaay.

I will visit my parents and my sister this weekend and teach my Mom how to make Sushi...
Gonna make some money this weekend also, being the only naked chick in the room... Life drawing rocks

*yawns*

Mmh. Sushi....

I need a job... Hmpf. I mean... apart from sitting around naked every now and then...

Yesterday was fucking cold.
I was at the castle (Julia lives in the mansion of an old castle which were made in to apartments...)
We took pictures for my applicationset for SG.

So.. there I was in a skimpy skirt, tophat, corset, fishnet shirt and my Wacken barbel piercings... and 6 inch vinyl heels... whoopeee... Uhm... yeah... it was snowing, so believe me, it was pretty damn cold O_o

I hope the photoset turns out nice... because it sure was quite some work, especially trying to walk on those monster shoes. Of course they're not mine, they're Julia's... but wearing them once was quite fun and dangerous

put two pictures online...
Agh.
I am bored...
I was bored two hours ago too... I baked muffins...
Now I am bored... but I dont wanna bake muffins again... hmpf.

Julia and me made a list of all the stuff we gotta bring to her castle to try to make a photoset of my own to attempt becoming a suicide girl
I am so exciteeeeeed

Never trust a chicken-flavored instant soup from Thailand!
My mom got me stuff from the Asian food retailer... Also a bunch of *insert any meat*-flavored instant soups imported from Thailand... OH MY GOD! THOSE SOUPS ARE BURNING MY MOUTH!!!! O_O My nose is starting to run and I can only smell the chicken flavor because I cannot taste anything anymore O_o
It's yummy tho

I was at my parents' place today. Mainly to get my hair cut at the hairdresser we've been going to since I was a little kid. I only pay half of what they charge out here for getting my hair cut... And being a student I cant really afford paying too much money on haircuts.
Gawd, this soup is hot... And I am not speaking of temperature...


Well, yeah. That's my day. Whoopee.

I am frustrated.

Yesterday I was still excited about going lingerie shopping.
Getting a nice lingerie set with no price limit... My parents' bday gift to me.
So today, me and my man go to this uber-expensive lingerie store in Oberhausen.... They have beautiful stuff there. I mean... a bra for 75€ (around 90 US$) is not exactly what I call cheap, but an Aubade bra got it's price... So we go there... just to find out, there's nothing that fits my taste or my boobs. I hate being plus-sized (only boobs-wise). Gaaaaaaagnggh!!

My boobs hate me. Otherwise they would have chosen to be standard-sized!!
I wanted to splurge, spend my 120 (~145 US$) or more €uros on a damn bra and a fucking thong... but noooo...
They won't let me.

Great.

Fuck.

I hate this.
Gotta wait til March til the new collections are out in stores til I can go back and see what they got...
GNARF!!!

Finally something good for Xmas!
A SG account! Wheeeeee!

Well, after 2 weeks of silence outside the house and yelling and screaming inside the house in Sweden, I am finally back.
Sure, snow and everything rocks... But I need my computer, my internet, my boyfriend, my own beer.

Hm... My first journal entry here...
A chance to introduce myself? Probably...
I'll keep that chance in mind and apply it to my second entry, Bc now, I should probably read some stuff for my cultural studies class and eat lots of Swedish candy... arraksbullar. Yum....

*leaves to get Gulliver's Travels*