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heat, dry, windless heat, it's just not for me. I am a Northern man, I love storms, rain and cold. The weather here is to create, to stop my thought processes and make me unable to move. Even sleep is exhausting, without a thick blanket on me I can not sleep, but with this it is too warm, too warm. Someone save me!

While we're in English: I quite accidentally found on my favorite site for fanfiction writer in the profiles of a link to another page with very new fanfictions: http://www.dramione.org. I'm pretty excited about this site, partly because she has a beautiful layout (at least the style I chose, I like it very much, but others are also nice), but mainly because the fanfictions there a completely different claim have. The stories all have only Hermione Granger / Draco Malfoy as the main couple, they are all (the page just by Americans) in English and what I like most: Every single story is corrected for spelling and grammar before the administrators published. I had started before, translating into my old fanfiction Englicshe and have the now continuing. The first chapter online and directly to my weakness I have noticed: The list of corrections sent me my beta, consisted mainly of punctuation in direct speech. So I let me send you a page of which responds to the usual rules of English grammar and explained. I do not understand why you have been taught in school never commas, I believe I even remember that some teachers said the use of commas in English have no fixed rules, we should do it by feel. But at least for direct speech, there are obviously very well established rules. Well, you never stop learning. I like it very much that I can improve my English in this way a little. Otherwise offers Side a small amount of wonderful fanfictions, most long-only a few or even a chapter, but others with over 100 I have to think very much of me to spend the whole day in reading. Even this page is new (just half a year old), but the whole structure of her she already exceeding all other fan fiction sites and above all has the feeling to live with the administrators there in a kind of family relationship. A small Shoutbox allows even a kind of chat with other authors. Unlike other fan fiction sites hir is immediately felt on a community, a small circle of people around the world, indulge in the same passion.

On Thursday evening I had, as always, my course "teaching of civic education," the seminar, where we had played through a village founded. That is now completed and we spend time now trying to get to know other methods of political education. This week was the game plan turn, practiced on a simulated example of EU-Council meeting at which concerned the inclusion of Serbia, Turkey and Kosovo. The debate was very heated, especially the representatives of Serbia proved to be a difficult talk to, and my role as Greece, Kosovo does not even recognize as a country was not exactly pleasant. Nevertheless, the game was a lot of fun and ended with a laugh, as the student who has played remarked Serbia, that Kosovo had moved in with him recently - of course in the form of the student, who played in Kosovo.

On the way back to Kosovo and Serbia took place again something which made us laugh: A motorcycle gang roared past us, right in the middle, two quads ... and behind them even a tiny moped. This brought us alone already badly laugh, what makes your a moped in a motorcycle gang? But then we met them again at the next intersection and had to get through the seven or eight vehicles by wind - and we noticed that they were all scooters up to the two quads. The men on it were all with pretty stout Beer belly, had a dirty white muscle shirt on and played like it belongs to me the gas, while they let loose their strong arms. I think we still have minutes later had a laughing fit if the ridiculousness of this vision - adult, fat men who felt their children's scooters incredibly cool ... and the whole thing seriously. This is really ridiculous hardly be surpassed. But one thing you have to leave them: As for the noise they come to real motorcycles actually ran!

White Mucus 2 Days Before My Period

dancing at the Long Night of Science

Yesterday it was so far, our next dance performance to stand, this time as part of the Long Night of Sciences. Since the stage was very small, we have only a formation of Chacha Jive and dance provided for standard dances was just no room. As predicted, it was very hot and oppressive, ideal conditions for two such strenuous dances. The last sample before went well, we were more or less stabilized, but the heat made us create. The gig itself was then only moderately, as the floor of the stage just was not a floor, every turn, yes, actually every character has been very difficult because one was always slow down or even be stuck. Viewers should not mistake our many have noticed, but we were a bit disappointed. Under these conditions, we do have a very good performance to be related (at least we have the formation of only two days earlier for the first time through dance completely), but it was not quite as good as hoped. We then sat
still together on the lawn, have the other groups (belly dance, hip hop, break dancing etc) watched and listened to the university orchestra. It had cooled pleasant, the talks were beautiful and our old dance teacher who had moved to 2 months before Hagen was the occasion of their graduate surrender came and had joined us. At half past eleven we made our way together to a dance club, where even a salsa party went off. It was eleven clock when we arrived and we were the first and stayed until about midnight pretty much the only ones there.
For me that was very interesting, since I do a little salsa and bachata and merengue almost can not. Together with another couple from the dance class and our teacher said, and old dance teacher, then we have practiced a little, but much of the evening I was sitting but rather on the side and folded cranes. A little highlight was the moment when my dance teacher asked me then - he wanted to teach me a little something. That went quite well, and he said in between, he would with me, "never feel on which leg," I stand. I have no idea if I'm doing something wrong or why this is, but somehow it is probably confused. Immediately following it was then actually played even a Chacha, whereupon the whole dance class stormed the area and I have with my partner once again danced the choreography of the performance. Immediately afterwards there was much to my delight a jive, but only very briefly, then was re-played salsa. I have a little more dancing, but at some point but then I put back on the page. After I had blessed our old dance teacher and another young man from the dance class with tiny self-made cranes, I went and it was on it already quarter to one.
Overall a very nice evening, although I can hardly Salsa and the music at some point this gives you the feeling of drug to be, namely the strong rhythm is accompanied by a myriad of other drum-like instruments and makes a simple wuschig sometime in the head. On the other hand, it is very impressive when all the couples on the dance floor, sees the move smooth and hip swinging around each other around.

Today it is still hot, so I'm going to not watch the Germany match at public viewing, but remain slightly cooler in my apartment (I guess in here there are only 25 degrees). On the one hand, I hope we win, on the other hand - if we win, we play Wednesday night in the semifinals and then the dancing would fail (the last time this semester) again. I'm undecided, should I hope for.

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Dan Brown and the cuckoo / / Movies

years I've resisted to read anything by Dan Brown - from fairly low motives. Actually, Dan Brown, or rather, his books, all I expect from a good story: In-depth, well-researched facts mixed with a lot of fiction, and a sophisticated conspiracy story. Yes, I admit, I too am a big fan of conspiracy theories. However, I've always avoided Dan Brown - the hype around him has nagged me and inside I appreciated him if the success from. A very strange phenomenon that happened to me but more often. Even Harry Potter, I had just started to read, as my Sister in exchange for Alanna, had read my former favorite book. Harry Potter was for me an important part of my life with or even far beyond the books out. Now I got carried away and the new Dan Brown (The Lost Symbol) read - and I'm disappointed. The book has 700 pages, I have now read through in one piece (good six hours did that), and I admit I was intrigued. The book was exciting precisely because it treats only a small amount of time and you like the characters themselves always feel rushed. All the more disappointing then the resolution was ending on Everything feverish attention to the great power of what the national Safety hazard so extreme would - and then it fizzles out just like that. The power that is described here as dangerous appear to the reader as such, we can understand with his mind what could happen - but somewhere in the heart remains the question, "Is that all?" back. So much ill insanity, so much clever genius ... and in the end nothing comes of it. Too bad. What convinced me this at least not now.

someone know yet the cuckoo clocks? These little clocks made of wood, which comes out every half hour, a little bird out of a door several times and according to the "cuckoo" call? One of the residents here in the house has quite obviously so bought a Clock, for several days at least, I hear every half hour, the "cuckoo", just quietly, but more penetrating, even at midnight, the bird cries endlessly. Whether the owner is aware that everyone can hear in the house? I think not.

The scene of Munster yesterday, "Murder Mystery", incidentally, was quite delightful. The idea of the Ukrainian oil magnate may indeed fall would not simply be left without love, but the elderly woman friend of our prosecutor was a wonderful character, though somewhat stereotyped. Although I must say that both Professor Boerne and the prosecutor showed me here too much emotional involvement of have (or show) had to - I guess it never when sending their root-Crime investigators in any dramatic emotions - but not a degree of humor did not come. Unfortunately, touched on many smaller threads, although all were at very odd and exciting, but overall it was too much, so there was no room to expand one of the threads really nice. Nevertheless, it was as always a pleasure to see the interplay of the characters - and finally Alberich once had a moment of great revenge!

way, If someone is looking for a nice little piece of film, quiet, smart intelligent, then he should again recently in the cinema MUCH film "The elegance of the Madame Michel View. "A French film about a little girl, an old concierge and a wise Japanese. I do not like to disclose that a movie is easy to look so incredibly beautiful that you enjoy every moment needs without going through the prior knowledge of the plot biased to be.