50 words statement

Was looking through some of the works i did in Uni, and saw this- a 50 words statement that I've written for one of the assignment. Is kind of strange to look through the images and works I've done, and i wonder, wonder when and where that passion has gone.

"I see fashion as creativity, talent, dynamic, and conceptual. As my inspirations come from movies, nature, and cultures, I am aspired to achieve success in the fashion industry through doing what I want and feel good in the process."

First snow fall in Dusseldorf

I knew there will be snow today because i check the weather forecast everyday-you have to be prepare for the unexpected. I know is Winter, but sometimes the temperature can vary from day to day, and the difference can be 5-8 degrees, so is always good to be prepared.

Took this pic on our way home-it was just a short 10-15 mins, but i was very excited.

James Bond.

Casino Royale-bitched about it before even watching it-thought they found the wrong actor for Bond, but was surprised(in a good way), very satisfying-great script, great actor+actress, fantastic

Quantum of Solace-great expectation leads to disappointment. Great actor, but poor script. DISAPPOINTED.

Obama

I didn't know why i got so excited about the US election. First of all, I'm not an American, secondly, I'm not a black, thirdly, I'm miles away from US, and why do i care? why?
You know the first thing i thought about when i switched on my TV this morning to see if Obama was elected as the next President? -'am i going to see a Malaysian born Chinese elected as the prime minister?' That was my first thought.
I like Obama, despite everyone criticise him for lack of experiences, bla bla, i like him. I like what he represents, his vision, his ideology. This is a historical moment for everyone, nothing is impossible, if American can elect a African American to become a President, why can't Malaysian elect a Malaysia born Chinese, Indian, or Natives to be Prime Minister?

Lewis Hamilton is the new world champion.

What an emotional 2 hours. It was the most dramatic formula one race I've ever seen after 11 years, nothing is impossible, anything can happen in a race, even is down to the last 50 yards.
I'm glad that Lewis has won the world championship, after all, he truly deserves it.
For Massa, he has done a great job, the title just slit at the tip of his finger but i think next year, he will come back and be stronger than ever. As for my favourite-Raikkonen, this is not a good year for him, i really do hope he will bounce back next year. Is going to be different next year without David Coulthard, i do feel for him, this is his last race, and he was retired merely after the first corner, tragic.
So, Formula-1 season is officially over, and it means i have nothing to look forward to on Sunday for 5 long months, but this has been a good year, and i don't know why but I'm really fond of Sebastian Vettel, i think he can be very very good, at least something to look forward to next year.

Prank phone calls

The Russel Brand and Jonathan Ross prank phone call 'incident' drove Brits to mad. Some say it was a brilliant act, but most of all, i think people were offended as i am, and that's the reason why both of them were suspended by BBC.
Another more exciting news came today as i was watching sky news, Sarah Palin (vice president candidate for the republican) got pranked by a Canadian radio station( i wonder where they got the idea-i would leave the credit to Ross and Brand, although i do not like them personally) It was actually quite funny to hear-check out Youtube, and it proved to the world that she is inexperience, she is dumb, she is not the right candidate to lead the country!! Think about it, McCain is old, and if anything happens to him(if he is going to be elected as President of United States, which i personally think is unlikely), she will take over the job, and can you imagine such a dumb woman to lead the world? sorry, i don't think so. The DJ tried to call it off by telling her some stupid things, but she fall for it, i cannot believe it. She. Fall. For. It.
Well, what can i say? Well done Montreal radio station....well done.

Winter blues.

The clock was adjusted last Sunday, it is official, we are now going into Winter. Is getting dark earlier, is getting very very cold, I'm getting tired very easily(who can resist the urge to hide under a comfy duvet), and i can't stop snacking. I truly believe I've developed Seasonal Affective Disorder. Winter blues....

On the move.

I cannot believe how happy and relieved i am after my resignation, it is unbelievable. I'm now looking forward to my new job, new city and new home. I know getting through the first three months would be difficult, but surprisingly, I'm not worried at all, instead I'm very excited, very very excited. I start looking for flat, trying to get a German driving license, i guess i really needed this change.

driving in Germany.

I have to take driving lessons here in Germany because my Malaysian license is not valid here in Europe, i guess everybody knows why.

To obtain a driving license in Germany requires a hell lot of work. First, you have to take a first aid course which lasted 8 hours, then you need to do a eye test, to make sure your eyesight is perfect for driving, then only you are allow to take theory lessons. As i am a foreigner, and the classes are conducted in German, i was spared, but i need to study/learn on my own, and it is not easy. There are 30 questions, each questions was allocated with different points-depends on the importance of the questions, you cannot loss more than 10 points or more or less 3 questions. It is extremely difficult, but still, it is nothing compare to the practical lesson.

I had my first lesson on 4 weeks ago, i was quite nervous although i have driven for 8 years. There are so many rules to follow, so many things to look out for, i cannot concentrate! I got a really bad headache after the lesson, i couldn't cope with the stress and driving on the other side. First of all, there are many signs on the road which you have to absolutely look out for, whenever you indicate, you have to first look at the rear mirror, then the side mirror, then indicate, before you change lanes or turning a corner, you have to literally turn your head to show the instructor that you are looking out for the blind spot, pedestrian or bicycles. I was always too quick in the city(only allowed 50km/h), and too slow for the Autobahn(highway). My instructor was always shouting 'more speed, more speed, too slow, you need at least 100km/h when you are entering the Autobahn, more speed!!

4 weeks on, spent hundreds of Euros-it is very expensive to obtain a license here in Germany, i will have my test next Thursday. I seriously don't know what to expect. Of course i hope i can pass, but at the same time, i don't want myself to be too confident, because i will be devastated if i fail. Wish me luck, it is the only thing i want NOW.

Oh Rome-2

Yes, back to Rome.

The second day started off quite OK, we had breakfast and headed to Colosseum again, then to Vatican.

I always thought Vatican is very heavy guarded and bla bla, i guess I've watched too many movies, it didn't really live up to my expectation. St.Peter was great, it is still by far the most beautiful Cathedral I've ever seen. Actually i can't find the word to describe how i felt, it was like a dream come true, there were a few things i want to do before i die, and this is one of it- to see Michelangelo's Dome, which truly mark the Renaissance Era. Unbelievable. There is also a Dungeon or i would say an underground tomb where they keep all the tombs of Pope, and of course the Late Pope John. It was quite an experience really, i was standing there, in front of his tomb for almost 10 mins, and i just couldn't imagine he's lying peacefully there, in front of me. I've seen him on the TV, in fact i saw the Funeral from TV myself, i felt sad, although i'm not a Catholic, but i did wish i can pray for him, and he is with the Almighty himself-another unforgettable experience.

We then move on to the Museum, although He hates it, but i dragged him-i mean how often do you think you will be in Vatican anyway, and since we are there why not just have a quick look? It was indeed a very 'quick' browse. He was constantly on the move, we ran through all the galleries, but suprisingly He was quite fond to see the Sistine chapel. I was practically speechless when i saw the drawings at the ceiling by Michelangelo, it was just---------------. If you are in Rome, never miss it. I'm serious. The illusion he created will actually mess up your brain-this is how good it is.

After Vatican, we were both exhausted, but knowing it was the last day we had in Rome, we wanted to make the most of it, so we decided to go back to the city to see the Palatine and Piazza Navona. Suprise!!!!

This is for you -YeeMun
The two of us(me and Him) were just exhausted and tried to figured out how to get to Palatine from there, and someone touched me-there-YeeMun!!! What a Suprise. I couldn't believe it-i mean i work in Germany, she is in KL, how the hell we managed to bump into each other in Rome?? well, what can i say, if i'm alone, and you are a man-i will marry you!!(we are destined to be with each other-as in a movie)

That evening went on quickly. We thought we should find somewhere nice to have a nice Italian dinner, we found this cozy Italian restaurant, and it look quite nice, so we thought we've made the right decision.
-Another tip from me: always ask if the Pizza is freshly made.
We sat down, ordered, and heard this American couple next to our table asking the Waitress if the pizza is freshly made, and she said "No! Frozen!" we frozed. It was awful!! They left immediately, but me and Him was too tired to change. What a night-as expected, the Pizza was horrible, even Pizza Hut is better, i've learned another lesson. damn it! !@#$%^&*()
The night was over, our Rome trip was over. Do i like it? hm.. is not too bad. As Yuan said, Vatican is overrated-i agree, but i still think Rome is charming and i still believe we haven't seen everything nor tasted the real Italian food. Where i will go next? Florence.

oh, Rome!!!

Rome, the land of la dolce vita. It was a birthday present from Him, glad that he finally got it right after 6 years.

Another tip from me, never trust BBC weather forecast, it sucks, really. I have had numerous experience... needless to say more, i thought it was going to be cold, since it was freezing cold in Germany, but suprisingly, it was quite warm when we arrived. Very excited to be there, and went straight to the Hotel, though the hotel was quite nice-with a balcony(it felt like we were in a villa at the beach) but it was quite far away from the centre. After changing into T-shirt, went to the Metro, and went to our first stop-Colosseum.

We were starving, and just when we went out of the Metro station, the Colosseum proudly stood infront of us, it was just amazing. I have seen countless images of the Colosseum from books, magazines, but still- it blew me away. We went around, and realised is better to get something to eat before our long journey, and so we went to a cafe nearby. Had a terrible disgusting pasta, not very satisfy, but expected something like this, after all, a touristic area.

Was queing to get into the Colosseum, but being told that we have to wait for at least 30 mins, there were too many people, so decided to go back the day after early in the morning. I groaned. Decided to walk a little, to the city centre, found out entrance is free to all attractions and Musuems on Sat and Sun as it was World tourism day. Fantastic!!

Rome is really nice to walk around, the small lanes, you might just bump into a historical building randomly. Walked past the ruins of ancient Rome, the Temple, the Forum, i'm glad that we can still see the traces of 2000 years ago. Is amazing, isn't it?

Went to the famous Fountain Trevi, and amazed to see so many tourists, and to be honest, it did put me off a little. You see them trying to squeeze themselves in front of each other, is pathetic. You can see how many of them in the pic.

I guess this is one of the most photographed monument in Italy.

Anyway, decided to move on, and one of my colleague told me that there's a famous Gelati shop around the Fountain, but we didn't find it, quite dissapointed.

The weather was getting chilly, but we decided to go on, because Spanish Steps is just round the corner. Still feeling dissapointed we didn't find the Gelati shop, i was determined to get one, so i randomly picked one, but it turned out ok, not too bad. They were too many people around, and so we sat down at the Steps to enjoy my little precious gelati!!

And so you see, overlooking the famous street-i forgot the name, with all the high end fashion houses. I did see lots of people coming out of the shops with huge bags-you name it: Chanel, Gucci, Prada, Yves Saint Laurent, Tods, Miu Miu, Louis Vuitton...... while the Media was spreading the news that we are going into Recession-I'm Amused.

It was getting colder and colder, and we realised we have made a terrible mistake for not wearing at least a warm cardigan. It was too hard to bare and we decided to head back to the hotel and have dinner there.

Just when we thought we were lucky to get a Taxi, The taxi driver didn't know the hotel, and we forgot the street either, but we knew the way, because it is very close to the Metro station and so we told him the Metro station-Marconi and he started to shout at us: ''Marconi? Marconi? it is very..big!! very big!! street!! street!!'' and we said again,' pls go to the Metro station in Marconi', and he repeated the same thing "very big! street!", i didn't know what to say to him, i mean he is a taxi driver, he should know the Metro station, or else ask somebody, you don't expect the tourist to know their way round, if they do, he will be out of business. Finally, he poped up a street name, and we both recognize it.'Thank God' i thought. After 15 mins, we were almost there, but caught in a traffic jam, and he said to us: '' you get off here, hotel there, you can...walk. traffic jam, ok?" we were so pissed, but didn't want to argue with him. It was 17.70 euros, He pay him with 20, and the f***ing taxi driver didn't want to give us any change!!!! Can you imagine how rude they are? Ridiculous. We have to walk 15 mins in the dark, starved and pissed to the Hotel. He f***ing spoiled my evening.

To be continue....

I've done it!! I've resigned.

What a relief.
It was actually harder than i thought it would be, seriously. I was actually quite sad to leave all my lovely colleagues behind, but poeple have to move on, I have to move on, and decision has to be made.
Glad that it is over, and it is official, i will start my new job next year. I do not know what it will bring me or where it will lead me, but i guess i have to try or i would never know.
Wish me luck.

Exhausted

I'm very very exhausted. To be honest, i didn't have time to sit down and enjoy for the last 4-5 weeks. It is really killing me.
First, came back from Malaysia, i was off for almost 2 weeks, lots to catch up, that was fine. Then, meeting after meeting, disaster after another, i was staying late almost everyday, to finish all the work, and doing all the artworks which i'm not supposed to be doing-(is the graphic designer's job), i was so exhausted, my weekend was spent recovering from the week, and the stress in organizing year end trip for my parents, has to move out because the landlord increase our rent, problems after another...i nearly snapped.
Last week was also hard on me. I didn't think my job description including being insulted, they are really getting on my nerves. I can't sleep well, i can't think straight, i'm always thinking about work!
This is the reality, when you are doing a great job, they don't give you any compliments, instead they push you to the edge and make sure you will deliver the same thing, this is cruelty. A little compliment will do me good, and do them no harm.
Today, i have a million things on my list, clean up the house, work, prepare my portfolio, prepare for my trip to Jakarta, .......i wish i have a peaceful and relaxing weekend.

My birthday at Cherating Club Med

You know i almost forgot my birthday yesterday, was talking to HIM on the phone, it was eleven at night, and he said he will call me back just minutes before 12/00:00, i just realised ' is my birthday tomorrow', i couldn't believe it, i didn't remember my birthday.

So, today, i decided to do something special to 'reward' myself, since the bag i want(from all saints) sold out(which supposed to be the birthday present I'm buying for myself), i went to the Spa and make the next available appointment at 12. It was only 10 and i had another 2 hours to spare and alone(both bro and sis in law are busy with their children, so are my parents, and my sis joined the teenage club), i packed my bag with books, went to the beach and find the nicest spot underneath a coconut tree. Listening to the waves, the birds, lying under the Sun, the strong wind blow, the smell of fresh grass(rained the night before) i stayed for 2 hours, alone, reading and was having a good time by myself-brilliant.

Went straight to the Spa afterwards, chose the essential oil that i like, and walked to the Balinese cottages. I was lucky i got the one facing the beach, so, needless to say-fantastic. It was 50 Min's of absolute heavenly experience, and guess what, i got addicted to it, i couldn't wait for another one. Spent the rest of the afternoon at the beach again, read, and swim. I never thought i could be so relax on my birthday, i don't have to worry about a single thing, i guess that was the best thing i can get for myself this year. Went for another manicure and pedicure session afterwards(i was addicted), and met up with all my family members later to have dinner.

I realised my Mum was away for quite some time, and this chef walked towards us and was asking us how was the food and bla bla bla, and then he turned to me, looked me in the eyes and said "hm...you are 24 years old", i already knew what was going to happen, i begged him not to do it. Soon later, a bunch of people walked in, with a cake!! and sang the birthday song in front of everyone in the restaurant!!! all i can do was hide my face with my hands, i really thought it was embarrassing, and make an awkward smile. I don't know why i hate it so much and i could not believe, all i could think of right there was how my mum's going to embarrassed me in front of everyone in the restaurant, but i didn't think she was just trying to make me happy-i was such an asshole.

The rest of the evening went by quickly, i went back for a shower, met up with everyone again, had a drink, laughed at my 2 nephews, and now sitting in the hotel room, with my sis asleep next to me-that's it-my 24th birthday.

(remarks: i wrote this on my birthday in the hotel room, i can only find the time to post it now)

Happy Birthday to me.

Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me!!
24 Years old. I count down on my own at Cherating Club Med, in my hotel room G2104, with my younger sister asleep next to me, Him on the phone, lap top on my lap.
This is Me.

Euro Cup 2008

I have to say I've spent quite a lot of money on Europa Meister(Euro Cup) 2008. Went out with colleagues, have drinks, dinner, it is not cheap to support a team!! Since England is out of the race, i figured i have to support another team, who else can it be?? of course is Germany!! The fever was everywhere, in the office, on the street, everybody was so excited and..........optimistic. To be honest, I don't think German team is as strong as for example: Spain, Portugal, France or Italy,(OK, FRANCE was knocked out quite early from the tournament) but somehow i feel that the-----fighting spirit, the bond between the players is so great that it can overcome the skill! If i compare player by player, English players are far more better than German players in terms of skill, but somehow when you put all English players together, they just can't make it work(see Lampard and Gerrard), hopefully Capello is going to sort it out.

Back to Euro Cup, i have to say it was quite an experience to watch the game here in Germany when the team is playing in the Final. The game started at 8:45 pm, but we were already sitting there, drinking at 4:30, or else you would never get a seat(is FINAL), it was fun! with German Music-some say horrible, and everybody chatting, cheering- is like holiday in Mallorca, there is no other place i would rather be! And just before the game, everyone started singing the national anthem, (you know the usual procedure before the match) everybody was standing, holding each other's arm(with strangers), singing really loud-it was very emotional, you can see the pride, the passion, and the spirit in their eyes, Unbelievable. Everyone was so supportive, like they said-'Die Hoffnung stirbt zu letzt'- the hope that never dies. Trully.

It was a great night, not a great match, but i trully enjoyed it. This is one of the night that i will never forget in my life.

Milan-part2

So, as i mentioned earlier, we were exhausted from the week, we set our alarm at 8 in the morning, and was looking forward to the breakfast buffet, however, we somehow switched off and went back to sleep.... the next thing we knew, it was already 11.30 in the afternoon, He was swearing a lot, because He loves hotel breakfast buffet... anyway, that's not important. Convinced by Yvonne that Navigli is very nice, so we hopped on the Metro underground, i was really suprised that they have a cooling fan at the metro station, very impressed, and wondering why can't London underground do the same.

It only took 10 mins to get there, walked out of the station and realised i didn't have my map with me, swore again, and decided to follow the 'flow'. Navigli is famous for night life, and i have no idea why we were there in the middle of the afternoon, but i liked it, it was quiet, relaxing, not a lot of tourists around, just some local sitting outside at the cafe, reading newspaper, having a cup of coffee, enjoying the Sun. We were both sitting there, looking at people, sipping water(too hot to have coffee), having lunch, just enjoying a quiet afternoon.

The afternoon went by quickly, we went back to the city, just walking and went back to Hotel to have Dinner and watched how the dutch were defeated.
Although it was short- 3days- i was happy it was stress free, i didn't worry if I've missed anything, i just went with the flow, and enjoying myself.

Milan-part1

I have to admit i wasn't that excited about Milan, i wanted to go to Florence and Rome, but there is no direct fight from Dusseldorf therefore i thought Milan is not a bad choice either, because i know how much He hates it if we have to transit.

I have always wanted to go to Italy, but somehow never managed, so i thought what's the best time to go? Since we want to celebrate our Anniversary, and i thought why not to Italy, and with this powerful excuse, He can't say NO.......haha

It was a hectic week at work, but i was busy socialising too, i went out with colleagues, watched football with my fellows, therefore there was no time to plan our trip. I started to pack my bags on Thursday night while watching 'gossip girl'(i'm so, so hooked on it), then had a big argument with Him, went to bed at 2am, but have to wake up at 5am to catch our flight, horrible. I spent all my time sleeping during the flight...

Finally, we arrived on time, the weather was extremely hot. I suggested to take a train which would have taken us 40 mins to go to city, but He insisted on taking bus!! which took us more than an hour. Still tired, didn't want to make a fuss, took a bus, sitting behind this annoying Ching Chong China man, talking relentlessly in a loud voice, in a language none understand (perhaps one of the dialects of Mainland China), i swear if He didn't stop me, i would have shout at the Chinese and shut him up, instead i looked out of the window. I didn't find it really interesting, or beautiful as one would describe the countryside of Italy( i later found out that Milan used to be an Industrial city and the airport is located at the 'ugly' side of Milan, hence the ugliness). Suprisingly, i thought it look a little bit like Malaysia, He said i miss home, maybe he was right. More than an hour and a 15 mins taxi ride later................

Luckily we are able to check in that early in the morning, exhausted, starving, i just grabbed the small pringle snack at the bar, finished it, and fell asleep on the big bed-it was 11 o clock in the morning. Then, the next thing i know, is almost 3, decided not to waste any more precious time, we headed out. Took a really 'old+slow' tram towards Duomo-the world 3rd largest cathedral, but was too hungry and got out earlier to find something to eat. Had some really terrible pasta, thought i could cook better. While walking towards Duomo, had some lovely gelati, felt really happy, and amazed when i walked through Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, the famous shopping arcade.

We went straight to the Duomo afterwards, and walked a million stairs to the roof terrace. We both nearly fainted, not because of the breathtaking Duomo but because it was uncomfortably hot! 35 degrees. We were both sweating like Hell. I knoe He can't take it anymore, so we went to a Cafe nearby. Can't believe it when i looked at the menu, the drinks are overpriced compare to Germany, though they serve you with crisps and olives, still, a beer cost you 8 euros(you can get a good one in Germany for 3 euros). Ya, what can i do, either die of dehydration or get a drink and sit comfortaly under the shadow. You know what i've chosen, i'm still alive. There you go-the roof terrance and front view of Duomo.

To be continue....

Are you getting what you deserved?

Went out with Sarah today, talking about our jobs, and how she is getting on with her new role, what we are getting paid..OK, we just vaguely talk about what we earn. I still find it difficult to talk to colleagues about how much i earn, and i find it hard because in a way i feel that we are competing with each other...don't you agree?
I think in order to get what we deserved, the relationship with the boss is extremely important,(of course if your boss is like David Brent(the office), you can forget about it, and quit as soon as you can) regardless if you are good at your job or not. I do think that it is very unfair to employees as the boss is not judging by performance but relying on the delicate relationship which never last.( think-how many of you have a great relationship with your boss and still keep in touch? NO!!!) I guess, instead of working hard, and focussing on our job, we should first start to learn how to please our boss, and there should be a DUMMIES-learn how to please the boss and get what you deserved!!!! and, there- there goes your promotion and pay rise.

I'm coming home.

Is been almost a year, but i'm glad i'm going home in 3 weeks time, though there are still lots to do at work, but the day is approaching.
Is weird really, i didn't really miss home that much up till now, not even chinese new year!!(maybe i was working, and there isn't a lot of chinese around, so no celebration at all) Now, i can't stop thinking about home, food, friends, the extremely hot weather!!! Here i come...

Home-Michael Buble

Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home

Maybe surrounded by
A million people
I Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aerorplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home,
I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believe in me
Another winter day
has come And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my runBaby,
I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

Berlin

I was sitting in the car with Yvonne the other day, she gave me a lift. (For those who are wondering who is Yvonne-she is my assistant) She lived in Berlin for a very long time-7-10 years(i think) before moving to Dusseldorf because of her job. Her boyfriend is a graphic designer, still lives in Berlin, and she is going back almost every weekend, is quite tiring really-5 hours drive, and most of the time with very bad traffic congestion. Anyway, this is not what we discussed in the car, i was telling her that my friend back home will probably laugh at me if i'm going to tell them i haven't been to Berlin YET, eventhough i live here for almost 2 years... I really want to go, but the train ticket is too expensive, and blabla.. She talked about the Art Scene in Berlin, how Berlin changes straight after the war and wall, and how commercialism 'destroyed' Berlin.. A lot of Rich people from the West Germany were rolling into Berlin as it was the new establised capital of the Unified Germany. Rich businessmen ceased the opportunity and potential lies in Berlin and everything started to change. People(i'm referring to artists, musicians, designers) were leaving Berlin because they don't feel the same anymore, and Berlin is losing its true identity...........
A lot of you might think Berlin is a very cosmopolitan city, rich and full of excitement, in fact it is-but not rich, it is the very opposite-poor. A lot of people are unemployed, it is very hard to get a proper job, flats are extremely cheap, because people can't afford anyway, lots of students graduated in Berlin have to move away to West Germany to look for a job. That's also one of the reason why she is here. She kept telling me about all her stories, how she met people on the street and invite them to her party, the 'cafe' phenomenon, her neighbours-a few actresses, mucisians, she has creative people live all around her, and it inspire her in many many ways. How i wish i have the same experience.
It was really fascinating and i felt the urge to just pack my bags and hop on the train, but i'm still sitting here on a saturday night-writing this blog and not on the train-i guess this is the essence i'm missing in my life-being inspired and being spontaneous.

I'm joining the crowd

Finally, here i am. I can't think of a name or a title, hence 'ohne titel'-no title. I might get myself into some troubles-possibly a lawsuit as there is a fashion brand which has the same name, but who cares......