I returned from Italy the day before yesterday and first had to accept it that it's always raining here in Germany. *lol* I tell you, I was really kind of shocked when I came back, especially yesterday when I went for a walk through my hometown with my sister. First of all, I felt cold. lol
Yesterday the weather in the north of Germany wasn't too bad, about 26°, but when you are used to 40° you feel cold. And yes, I really felt kind of fresh yestreday.. Afterwards we want to the centre of my hometown. (My hometown has 30.000 inhabitants, half of the inhabitants of my hometown in Italy). There were only about 30 people around and 98% of them were ancient people. When I went out in Italy the centre was full although my cousain said that half of the city went on vacation and the majority of people were young people like me. That was the second culture shock and it really tore me down.
Next what made me sad was: the gym. In Italy I went to the gym with friends and my aunt and it was great because they made an Aerobic course every day. In my hometown: NO GYM WITH AEROBIC! We have an aerobic lesson, but it's somewhere on the other side of the town. It's expensive and I can't go there because there are no bus connections and I don't have a driver's licence. I'll go to the gym because I need to do some sports, but I guess that it won't be that funny as in Italy. The last point that really shocked was the ice cream here. First one good thing, it's very cheap. In Italy the ice (medium) costed 2,50€, in Germany a large ice costed only 2 euro. But when I ate it, it was just ... ughh... disgusting. It was way too warm and it tasted like "not" natural. I didn't really liked that ice cream and they say that it is the best ice cream of the whole town. x_X Gosh, I really won't get used to that place.
Fortunately I made up some new plans while I stayed in Italy, so I won't live in Germany for a long time anymore. First of all, I'll go to Tokyo in September. At the beginning I wanted to go for a year, but when I couldn't sleep in Italy I started to think and becae scary. I heard that it's hard to find a job in Japan right now. So, what if I don't find a job? I only have money for two months, so I'm worried that I don't have enough for a whole year. So I decided to go only for 6 months instead of 1 whole year. But It wasn't only because of the money, there was also another reason why I decided to leave Japan earlier. Believe it or not, I fell in love with Italy. First I had a culture shock because italians are quite chaotic and loud, but I got used to it and now I really love it. I didn't tell my parents, but I already told my friends that I wan#t to live in Italy in the future. I thought o going to the Accademia delle belle Arti in Perugia, what is a university for art studies. I love art, so I hope to learn the techniques and art history to become perfect.
In Italy I went to the hairstylist once in a week and always made my hair curly, till the last day. Why? They say that when someone breaks your heart, that you have to change your style in some way. Of course nobody broke my heart, I wasn't in a relationship, but you already read the post about my last love interest. lol If yo didn't, read it. it's called the power of love and I'm dealing with the problems I had with boys. I won't say more in this post, because it's offtopic, but if your interested, take a look.
As I said, I decided to wear my hear in a different way (straight) and I liked it really a lot. Now my natural curls returned, but I think I will wear my hair like that more often.
I didn't edit the picture and just uploaded it from my phone, so it's not so pretty, but just to give you an idea how it looks like. Hahaha, the day I took the photo was the day after I went to the swimming pool with my friend Ghislaine. I spent the whole day in the sun and burned my nose, that's why it looks so read on the picture hahaha XD Anyway, that's how my hair actually looked like.
As you can immagine I spent a very nice time in Italy, especially with my cousain. My german cousains are...baahh... I don't spend a lot of time with them and it's better like this because we don't really like each other. My german cousains (they're three, but I don't have problems with the third) are very selfish, arrogant guys who didn't manage anything in their lives but feel superior because they have blonde hair and blue eyes. I don't exagerate, it really is like that. My older cousain (he's 3 or 4months older than me) finished Hauptschule (it's the worst school you can do in Germany) 3 years ago, lives with his parents and doesn't do anything the whole day. He didn't even search for a job, the only thing he's interested in is smoking, drinking, WoW and sex. Yeah, my grandma was finished when she found out that he had 3 girlfriends in the same time. One visits him after the other and they only care about sex. disgusting... without emotions, without anything, even worse than animals. -.- Well, I don't care, it's his way of living.
I actually had a lot of stress with my younger cousain. I won't write down her name, because it's a problem between the two of us, but she made me so angry, I could write a whole post about her, her lies and her selfish character. The way she treated my sister and the way she dealed with "stealing my boyfriend". That's all I will say about her in my post, but I think that's already enough to see that our relationship is more than bad.
the relationship to my italian cousain is completely different. We never had the possibility to talk to each other a lot. When I visited Italy the times before I always came with my family and stayed for only 2 weeks. This two months really improved our relationship. I never had the possibility to talk with someone about philosophy like with him. And that's the story the title of the post is refering to: Philosophy!
I won't write about philosophy, it was just an interesting title that can be refered to many things in my life.
The first time I heard of the world of ideas was during the philosophy lesson when we talked about Plato. Do you know him? Well, once he said that there would exist two kind of worlds. The world we live in and the world of the ideas, a place where every object we know already exists in the ideal form. Before you are born your soul is in the world of ideas, where it sees every object in the perfect form, e.g. a sock without holes. *lol* After we got born we forget everything, but re-learn it when we see the object cause we had already seen them before in the world of ideas. So it's not a tabula rasa, that we don't know anything at the beginning, but whe forget and remember things. It's very abstract and I don't share his opinion of course, but I like the topic. It's a nice idea that there should exist a third metaphysical world within everything is perfect, don't you think? Like a dream world, like a wonderland.
And now that I say wonderland I come to the next topic I want to talk about. Yeah, this post is about very very different stuff. It's mixed up, but it consists of my thoughts in the moment.
Everyone knows Alice in Wonderland, right? The story where the small girls falls into a hole after she follows a white rabbit and finds herself in a fntasy world, a wonderland?
While I was in Italy my sister played a videogame that is dealing with Alice in Wonderland (in a different way than the disney movie XD) and I really love it. I started to play it yesterday and fell in love with that game. I also plan to cosplay Alice because I really like her character.
The game's title is Alice; Madness Returns and deals with the story of Alice, finding herself in a wonderland, that is beautiful and cruel in the same time. It's like a gothic Märchen, has childish and horror game effects. That's what makes the game so special. I love horror games and fantasy games, so that game is the perfect mixture of both genres. If you also like horror, you really should try the game, it's fantastic.
Sometimes I wonder how MY wonderland would look like. XD I know, there doesn't exist a wonderland, but wouldn't it be coolto have a wonderland? Mine would be full of candy, everything in pink, full of cute kittens and handsome boys who look like Richie Stringini from US5. Or maybe there would be only one boy, who'd be always be there for me and we would live like Jack and Sally from Nightmare before christmas. I think that would be ideal for me. Too bad that there doesn't exist such a wonderland, otherwise I wouldn't return back to reality. I can stand reality. I already told you that I'm a big pessimist, especially about love affairs, but also about the real world. When you see the news, read the papers or listen to the radio, you are only confronted with crimes and war. what kind of world should it be in which we only live with hate? I don't like it. I hope that, after I will die (hopefully after I reached the age of 85), there will be a paradise like wonderland. :D
Well, I already talked a lot, so I guess that I will finish the post or it'll get too long. Thanks for reading and I hope you won't be annoyed!!
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