Catching up

Hello everybody!
Summer is over, with schools and universities having started. Some of my friends have already left for their studying places, and the others I dont see that often either, because they are back on their shedules as well. I myself really need to get started with packing for Germany; it’s less than 2 weeks now, and it still doesn’t feel real to me.
Anyways, I am aware that in the last months I have neglected my blog a little, even though there were a lot of things I wanted to write about here. Of course I can not post it all right now, but I can give you a few glimpses of

What caught my eye this summer:

  • The first ladybird of the year. I was walking home from school when I saw the little red bug. It was a wonderful day, so after putting my bag down, I grabbed my camera and went out to capture the beginning of the warmer season.

  • The single spark that falls from a lit cigarette, in the middle of the crowd in the middle of some club, driftss towards the floor and disappears in a matter of seconds. 
  • People. In the last months I began paying a little more attention to the people around me, in shops or in the streets etc. The tiny earring in a waitors ear, the serious expression on the faces of people walking by, impressive styles and haircuts. They all mix up into a big blurr of city life…

 

  • The joy of having kittens in your garden; their shyness and curiosity and how lovely it is to watch them play with each other or sleep together and how attached they always are to their mommy :)

 

  • The striking resemblance between my best friend and one of his best friends, whether they are together or not. The way they talk, their facial expressions, so many littlee things. It is really funny, they could be like one person sometimes.

 

Then there is one last thing that caught my eye, and that I find really worth mentioning. I am talking about my room, the place where I sleep and rest and study and where I spend a whole lot of time every day. Of coursee you would think, how can her own room be such an impressive thing that she makes it an eyecatcher, and of course you are right. But I am not talking about the inside of my room, but the outside. 

This is how my room, looks from the outside, the part of my privatee little world you’ll see if you happen to walk by it. The funny thing is, that when I took this picture, I flt like I was really seeing my window for the first time…

I am so gonna miss my room. Hopefully I can make the placee I’ll be living soon is just as pretty and cozy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ywVRaEvK24k
=^.^= Koneko.

 

Piece by piece

I ADORE PUZZLES. Always have. Always will.

I can still remember the old jigsaws I had when I was 2 years old – some kittens, a family camping, several Disney motives –  with few pieces in big sizes. I remember them because I loved them and played with them over an over again and when I grew bored, I tried to make them upside down. As the years passed the pieces became more, but smaller, and the motives more challenging. By now it is a tradition that every Christmas I get a puzzle which I can do over the holidays. Many of those hang on my walls now.

But why am I so obsessed (that word really describes it well, and I like it. It sounds nice: obsessed/obession! ) ? I don’t really know. All I do know is that it is kind of a nice feeling to link all those tiny pieces together to form a larger picture, and it makes me proud when I have to merely glance at a piece for a second and then know exatly where it belongs – and just as much to FINALLY find the right place for a piece that’s been bothering me for hours or even days. It is a challenge, a quest.

whatever you do, NEVER EVER chose a monochromatic backgound!!
Took me all summer to finish this one

I also like the pieces themselves. I love looking at them trying to find their detail; because in good puzzles, no two pieces are the same. It is fascinating to look at thei noses with different shapes and corners, or the mouths, some big and round and others square and tiny. And it just keeps going through my mind that in order to complete the puzzle you  have to touch each piece – and I really mean every single one of those 1000 little carton squares – at least once. For most of them ,it’s more than once, which means you get to recognize them, to know them like they have some form of character or something, until you’re somehow even sad when you find their place and they no longer matter. 

But most of all, while doing a puzzle is the perfect time to relax and to think. It is so comforting, soothing almost, to brush through the box with your fingers, trying to find anything interesting in the treasure chest. You can perfectly let your thoughtsdrift.

No matter what, someday I want to do a big jigsaw puzzle. And I mean a REALLY BIG ONE. Like 10.000 or something like that pieces, big enough to fill a whole wall when it’s finished.  All on my own I want to do it. Let’s hope I’ll find a big enough surface and a bag full of free time…

I can’t believe it’s already September. Summer’s as good as over and new countdowns are about to begin. It seems that life consosts of days left until something happens – one monthe till the exams, three days till a trip beegins, one week till it’s over, 20 days till it’s time to pack the suitcasees for good and so on… When did the clocks decide to tick faster?

Good news is, my summer so far was just AWESOME! Of course that’s no excuse to neglect my blog for so long, I am aware and terribly  sorry! 

Have a nice beginning of autumn everyone :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqKZ_WIK5ms&fb_source=message

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: I was at the pool the other day, and while I was trying not to get drowned by my friend, I noticed a family walking by: the little boy was chattering happily and asking his dad about the depth of the water every few steps. ‘Can I still reach the bottom here? What about you dad? Not even Manuel Neuer (German goalkeeper)?” it made me laugh, because I used to measure depths the same way when I was little.