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April 28, 2013

The Secret Dreamworld of a Schroppaholic

One of my new year’s resolutions for 2013 was to develop a delusional unhealthy obsession for german actor and tv host Jochen Schropp.

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I haven’t had a tv crush in a long time, and the moment I saw his deep brown eyes and his cheerful smile in the commercials of The X-Factor’s german version I knew deep down that he was the one.

I didn’t want to rush things, though. The plan was as follows: after the first episode I would have started fantasizing about him; around the 4th/5th episode a folder named Jochen Schropp I Love You would have suddenly appeared on my Desktop; by the semi-final (8th/9th episode) I would have started carrying a picture of him in my wallet, telling people he was my boyfriend; after the final episode I would have found a way to break in Jochen’s apartment and smell his dirty underwear.

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March 24, 2013

Sleeping Hottie – a modern tale

Once upon a time, in a faraway land Neukoelln, lived a princess with long blonde hair.

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Ok, you got me guys: this is not a fairytale, but nevertheless I think it’s time to tell you the whole (exponentially exaggerated) truth about the weird sleeping habits of my boyfriend. Read More

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February 27, 2013

I peed some pee – a review of Les Miserables

Yesterday night I went to watch Les Miserables. I didn’t know much about the movie (or the musical. or the book) but my obsession for Anne Hathaway totally forced me to go.She was amazing, obviously, but the film wasn’t.  Too long, too much singing, too much Russel Crowe.

I wanted to write a review, but memories of distant times spent reviewing Ugly Betty episodes told me that I’m not good at that.

Therefore I decided to sing my review of Les Miserables, instead of writing it. Which not only will make it more fun, but will also crown me as the new Susan Boyle.

I called it I peed some pee: click on the link below to listen; I’m gonna write the lyrics right below.

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February 23, 2013

Car Wash

And the car needs to be washed, of course – he said. And Yes, of course – said my mom after a thirty seconds pause. If the annoying neighbor would have knocked at the door and asked with her annoying voice Is anybody there?, like she had done many times before, I would have answered that no, none of us was there. Not after that phone call, at least. Read More

January 25, 2013

Eyes Open

In place of mouths, fallible taps dripping a silent something. It drops from our lips, between a yawn and one last kiss, only to dive into the bigger silence that fills the room and keeps you from sleeping. The radio obeys your tired fingers and starts playing, just for us, a soundtrack of terrible news. There’s hand slapping and heads rolling, far away, and there’s your eyelids shutting on the day like merciless guillottines. The unemployment rate raises like your chest under my hand under my head, and then goes down again. The tankers sink in seas that quickly black out like the dreams we’re about to forget. And I have this guilt in me,  ’cause everything is fine although everything is wrong, ’cause I can’t keep my eyes open. There’s going to be coffee in the morning.

January 18, 2013

Almost getting it kind of together

The title of this post underlines pretty clearly my current lack of creativity (being that it’s stolen from Lena Dunham), but it’s also a perfect opening for the most abused topic somebody could ever write about: new year’s resolutions.

I don’t want to annoy you with the complete list of things I’d like to get done this year (which, if you insist, includes stuff like learning how to play the ukulele or visit Belgrade) but I’d rather focus on a concrete, adult and important goal: taking control of my financial situation. Read More

September 10, 2012

All adventurous women and me do

girls hboIf you know me personally you’re probably aware of my passion insane obsession for HBO show Girls.

It started slowly a couple of months ago: when my friend Simone introduced me to the pilot I got really engaged and could easily identify with the themes of the series. The main character Hannah, in particular, was clearly a more tattoed, less dressed up (not as in elegant, but as in naked) version of me.  So I started doing normal fan stuff like quoting the show with my friends, searching information on the internet and asking to be called Hannah during intercourse.

Everything was normal, but then it escalated.

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September 3, 2012

Me — Desperate Hipster Attempt Edition

There was a time when I was pretty intolerant towards hipsters. For no particular reason, actually, other than in Berlin being against hipsters is possibly trendier than being a hipster yourself.  But then I ran into an interesting post about being a hipster written by my friend Adam and a whole new world disclosed before my eyes.

Being a hipster was suddenly this enriching, proactive, positive way of living your life, and of course I needed to try that. But how to start? Was it an inside process or the outside part was relevant too? I decided to start working on my image ’cause hey, I’m a superficial person, and I happened to have just won a Hipster Kit from a website called Hipstery, through a contest hosted on Uberlin.

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The result (see photo) made me die inside. It’s worse than the time I tried to drink Club Mate (which I won’t ever ever do again) and I think it made pretty clear that glasses, a big moustache and my own real nose don’t really look good on my face.

The good news is that if I ever get to rob a bank I already know how to dress up.

August 29, 2012

From the bottom of my heart. And Penis.

Ten days ago I turned six million years old and my colleagues baked me cakes. Since sugar is clearly my soulmate (and also the reason why I’ll be forever alone) this made me extremely happy. The spanish team and the italian one opted for some crunchy chocolate cake and a delicate strawberry one.

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