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Ihr Lieben,
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Xoxo S.

friends forever!?

Sometimes you close your eyes and think about something in the past and you wish you were back there. For example your last holiday at the beach where it was so peaceful and you never wanted to leave. Or a probably your last time you've had the time of your life.
Unfortunately there are also times when think about it you wish the things would never have happened.
What I'm talking about? Let me explain a little.
Well I had a best friend and he was really great. He was the best friend a girl could ask for. He was understanding and just wonderful to be with. It was not planned but when you deal with such an amazing person every day you start having feelings. What could be more convenient when he sees how you look at him all the time and he starts giving you hints as to make the first step? What could be better than the moment you tell him you love him and he kisses you? You reach a height and that's the best, the most memorable moment in your life.
And now, dear reader, pay attention! What would you do if exactly the same oh so wonderful man rips your heart from your rip cage and tears it apart. Then he gives your broken heart back to you. And it happens all at the same time. Yes, thank you very much! That was definitely not what I wanted. 
And even after two years I can't forget the betrayal and deceit. James Arthur's Impossible come lately to my mind. 
Someone (in that case it's me) told me I should take caution when it comes to love. I did but I also failed!

Xoxo S.

Over the top

In case you ask yourself where I've been yesterday, I was at work and later a family gathering kept me busy. 

To say I have a big family would be the understatement of the century. I have a lot of uncles and aunts and a lot of first and second and third cousins. We reach quite a number. Thank god most of the times. I love my family but sometimes they're a little over the top. For example my great-uncle who knows everything better and does nothing to show some respect although his shouts for respect are the loudest. He tries to explain something but failing miserably he jumps to another topic and so and so on. Far from normal are his sons. They're all kind of weird but the oldest one is weirdest, he is mister I'm the greatest gift on earth and you are a bug compared to me. The second one is actually the nicest of all if them. His wife is weird though, she keeps winking at me all the time. Then there is his other son, he is the silent weirdo. He speaks seldom and when he does speak, he mumbles something unintelligibly and turns red as a tomato. Finally the last one of them is plainest. I don't think I have ever heard him utter a word. So as I told you they're all weird. And what happens if all of them gather at one point? Exactly, you count the minutes when it's not impolite anymore to leave the party. It's just grit your teeth and go through with it like an undesired herpes. 

Keep your head high! 

Xoxo S. 

pretty face + ugly language = ugly personality

People often say, if you have good soul, you are beautiful from the inside. That's very true! If you have a nice language, you are attractive. That's also a truth.
A few days ago I met a guy, no it was not a date, it was a wok thing. He came to me for business and we started to introduce each other and get to know each other. He really was a candy piece for the eye, if you know what I mean. He looked great and I started to feel uncomfortable because he affected me. We soon came to urgent matters as business. Well to make a long story short, he couldn't get what he wanted soon enough. So he got angry and swore in front of me. I don't mind people saying what they think, but that definitely exceeded my range of acceptance.
You never, I repeat NEVER, swear in front anyone and especially not in front of a Lady. And the worst part here was not that he swore, but he swore in a language he thought I'm not familiar with. But I did understand enough and he wasn't on my good terms anymore. Yeah, so I'm old-fashioned in that matter. But that was like a really hard punch in the gut. And suddenly he wasn't that attractive anymore and his face became more ugly the further he went on. At the end we settled everything and he left. But his bad behavior was still engraved in my mind.
So my advice to you guys out there: Don't even think about it because it can ruin everything at once. You still have the attic or your pillow to stifle the flow of explanation of what or what not to do with someone else's hand or food or other parts of the body.

Xoxo S.

Good morning, I mean good afternoon, no it's already evening...

So what happens when you had only two hours sleep in the night? Right, you talk nonsense! I had a very bad day today, I slept really bad last night and at work it was horrible but I survived. Yessss! Tomorrow it starts again and hopefully I can sleep tonight. 

I think I cannot do more but wish you now a good night. 

Xoxo S. 

Time difference?

I just noticed that it's 1:44 am and my blog was posted at 4:44 pm. I think I'm a little ahead with my time *lol*

So I'm going to say good night, it's a good evening for the rear if the world!

Xoxo S. 

Love and deceit

Live can be something so beautiful, and at the same time something really annoying. Why's that? I could never understand the sense in loving someone so dearly that you think nothing could take that love away, but then by the tiniest irregularity everything shutters apart. Like the love and trust you had in that special someone. What remains are the pieces you have been broken into. But is it not better to be be alone, have no one, than being hurt time after time? When I come to the conclusion that I'd rather be alone than being deceived? What makes us people do things like that? What makes men hurt us women that much? What is the sense in that when I'd be left with nothing than my pain? 

So I'm being egoistic and protect my heart. No one can worm their way into my heart again just to rip it apart once again.

It was heavy stuff today, and I hope that not many of you had to go through what went through. But I just wanted to share my mind with you. 

Sleep tight. 

Xoxo S. 

Where are the gentlemen?!?

As of today, I thought I might write my blog in English, so many of you wonderful people know what (non-)sense I'm talking about.

So my today's question of the day is where are all those nice gentlemen gone to? I met a good friend today and we exchanged all the news since we've seen last and she asked me the exact same question? I was wondering if I would be picky or just to dumb but as she asked me where the good men are disappeared to, I had to think about my misery; which in fact is no misery.... Does it make sense? I like to be single, love my freedom and like the way I'm just responsible for me. But after two years being single something has to be done... That's what I thought and made me a plan to find the perfect boyfriend. Not as in a perfect man but a perfect man for me. Unfortunately this plan has proved not even a tiny success and I'm still single. So my friend (who by the way is also single) and I have come to the conclusion that we are too strong as women to find the perfect man. Man like to control women, we can't live with that. Men like to have good wives at home, we can't made the perfect wife. Men like to bark orders, we can't accept such an erratic relationship. 

So where are the perfect gentlemen? Am I a daydreamer to believe in such things as the perfect boyfriend/ husband? Hope still lives in me. Don't disappoint me, dear men out there!

Xoxo S. 

Warm, wärmer, Spaghetti-Eis

Was gibt es besseres als ein leckeres Eis? Vielleicht ein Eis mit Sahne. Und jetzt mag jetzt einer von euch protestieren, dass es an so einem heißen Tag wie heute ja erfrischenderes gibt als ein Spaghetti-Eis. Aber ich habe heute wiederum meinem halben Nachmittag in einen Kellerlabyrinth verbracht, wo es ziemlich kühl war. War schon ein bisschen creepy, aber ich bin wieder heile heraus gekommen. Gott sei Dank! Und aus dem Kellerlabyrinth ins Möbeljungle innerhalb kürzester Zeit schaffen auch die wenigsten bei der Hitze. Ikea ist die beste Erfindung seit es Möbelhäuser gibt. Und das nicht nur wegen der gut aussehenden Mitarbeiter, die an jeder zweiten Ecke auf Beute warten, sondern weil sie wirklich eine ganze Bandbreite an Möbel anbieten *zwinker* 

Wünsche euch eine gute Nacht und wunderschöne Träume - meine werden definitiv dem Gelb-Träger mit den blau-grünen Augen handeln!

Wenn ich verreise, dann nur mit genug Geld!

Wie können manche Leute einfach ohne Geld, ob Bar oder in elektronischer Form, verreisen? Hab so einiges erlebt, aber diese Gleichgültigkeit einem der wichtigsten Handelsgüter gegenüber kann ich nicht verstehen! Manche Leute würden sogar soweit gehen und behaupten, Geld wäre das wichtigste auf der Welt.... Nun ja, ich möchte mich nun nicht soweit aus dem Fenster lehnen. Mein Rat an euch: immer etwas Kleingeld in der Tasche mittragen, man weiß nie, wozu es einem behilflich sein kann.

In diesem Sinne, einen wunderschönen Tag, oder Abend, für alle verreisten und daheim gebliebenen. 

Xoxo S. 

Last Blog for today

Please don't forget to check out my profile in www.wattpad.com/sarahb134

I have there real good short story/ poem "a blissful moment"

Xoxo S. 

Aller Anfang ist schwer....

Hallo meine Lieben!

Schon als ich jung war - nun ja, noch jünger als ich jetzt bin ;) - habe ich geschrieben; egal was mir grade durch den Kopf ging wurde schriftlich erfasst. Das Ergebnis? Viele, viele Seiten Handgekritzeltes und ich wusste nicht, was ich damit anfangen soll. Zu meiner Verteidigung für mein unverantwortliches Verhalten gegenüber der Umwelt und den toten Bäumen auf der ganzen weiten Welt, ich habe alles noch in meiner Schublade für Erinnerungen. Also war es nicht ganz umsonst verfasst, aber ich wollte niemals etwas davon an die Öffentlichkeit tragen. Was ich nun mache? Ich habe entschieden, dass ich mein Talent der Welt, oder zumindest dieser Blogger-Welt, zeige, dass ich schreiben kann, und das ziemlich gut. Nun kann es sein, dass ich etwas übertrieben habe, aber das könnt ihr ja beurteilen.
Ich freue mich schon auf meinen nächsten Blog und bis dahin lest mal in mein Profil bei www.wattpad.com/sarahb134 rein.

xoxo S.