Autumn shopping

I went shopping for the next season today although it is rather warm in Germany - it's going to reach 27°! Oh my! I felt like showing you what clothes I got:

Thought it would be cool to have my vest and boots matching. They both so comfy.

That's the cotton of the grey shirt that you see in the picture above. It somehow reminded me of you and so I bought it.

The white shirt you see is an angel-like dressing and the brown shirt is just really really cozy.

So yeah, those are my shopping highlights of today. All, of course, from ZARA.

Gotta love that shop.

90's

Remember when I took photos of the pictures of the  little us-es from Nanny's photoalbum?

I finally felt like posting some of them here.

Sooo....meine Damen und Herren, es ist mir eine Ehre die jungen SDs Ihnen vorstellen zu dürfen:

S is the posing one on the left, I'm the one with the doll in her hand. I carried her around everywhere. Every-where. Her name was Baby. This photo was taken at our old house in Turkey, in a small town two hours away from the city, Istanbul. It was a fantastic place to have spent our childhood's summers - until there was a massive earthquake in 1999, and we rarely ever go there ever since.

I love this so much. And frankly saying, I would wear any of those dresses again nowadays - what fashionable little girls we were! S's  dress looks like a dress from Topshop, mine perhaps from Zara? And then my big sister is wearing a dress by maybe H&M? With a jeans jacket from Urban Outfitters? The pure white dress that S's little sister is wearing could be of any of the above stores.

Another thing that I associate with this time - along with watching stray dogs have babies, creating a whole playground with the use of only one chalk and making up stories near the Alladin-like houses - are our beloooved jelly shoes. Oh how obsessed we were with them!

This is also a favorite of mine. I like the Alladin doll that lies on the lap of little S and I find her Mini mouse T-shirt very stylish. But most all, I like the facial expression that she is pulling. Oh my silly little S!

How I miss these times with you. 

Bath you hair in berries, watch your hair grow real quick

My future plans are changing somehwat at the moment:

As much as I would love to go to St. Andrews university, I just might not be able to. I have thought about it a lot recently and realised that although I am trying my best the chances of me getting into such great university are low - it's not unrealistic, but frankly saying, it should be difficult.

But just because I am not stressing myself - mentally - as much anymore, doesn't mean I have stoped trying. I am still giving 100%. I just think I won't be as disapointed as I would have been if I don't get in.

New ideas have entered my mind - where only the thought of them almost take my breath away:

I am fascinated, curious and wonder.

  

I'm getting more and more fond of the idea of spending some time abroad. Not in England. Not in Turkey. Somewhere completley new, somewhere fresh. South East Asia and Australia are the two places I am definitley considering. I keep researching organisations, and have already found one that sounds pleasing in everything it does. It's - unfortunatley - only a four week programme where I can go to either Thailand or Australia and voluenteer to work in, for example, teaching orphans or getting close to exotic wildlife and learn to interact with monkeys and elephants!

The third and fourth week would consist of lots of adventure programms such as diving in clear aqua blue water or taking on real physical challenges such as climbing mountains. 

Sounds magnificent to me.

Also, at the moment I am housing two native Canadians -they are here to get help from the Germans to protect the rainforests that the White men want to cut down, which they in turn, however, need for survival. It was very sponatneous of me taking part in this activity - I didn't know they were coming until yesterday.

They gave me their tribal medicine - some kind of leaves that smell really well - which they use in case of headaches or when they feel sick. They also shared lots of other secrets with me on how to get your hair growing faster and told me stories that they pass down from generation to generation - they still have three of their great grandmothers living with them! They are really sweet, and the elder of the sister is going to braid my hair in the morning.  

So we are spending the weekend in the Primary School of our Campus undertaking lots of challenges! Should be fun, nein? 

Yesterday I have realised how frustrated I am with the books we read at school - they are plain and boring. So I ordered like a million children's classics on amazon yes - including 'The Secret Garden', 'A little Princess', 'Peter Pan' and both books of Lewis Carrol's Alice.

Also Sylvia Path's journal. 

I guess I will get some reading done until we see each other again. Hopefully soon, maybe for St: Andrews' Open Day. Ya?

I love you once, I love you twice,

I love you more than beans and rice. 

What I Do Sometimes

So this week I travelled East to a little village called Swanton Morely to look after the cousins that I love a lot less than you, D!  E and J are 11 and 8 years old and I've never really known them. They are extremely cute like little Mäuse, big blue eyes, tiny noses and fluffy blonde hair, but aso kindof really dull. I will talk you through some of the highlights of my adventurous week.

On the first day:

S: Thank you very much for letting my stay in your room J

J: Well I didn't get to choose

When picking J up from school three days in to the week:

J: This is my friend Kai. Kai this is my cousin...what's your name again?

J's friend Kai pointing to a birthday card in the living room with 'Happy Birthday Bitch' printed on the cover:

Kai (definatly): That is one of the eleven swear words, you know. You must never EVER say it.

 As you can guess, I developed a prettygood relationship with my cousins. One of them even said goodbye to me when I left. Big smile.

 What I really enjoyed though, was getting to know my aunt, a fellow 'S'. She is very pretty and slim, recently separated from her husband but still so vibrant. She shared some stories and secrets with me, as well as her dark orange chocolate every night over a cup of tea. She gave me a big gold box the day I left and had filled it with things associated with my time in Swanton Morely (lol). Some washing up gloves, pasta, chocolate and a card she'd written and forced her kids to sign.