Healing processes

©Kerstin Fiedler, Neukloster. Neuklosteraner See / HOME

©Kerstin Fiedler, Neukloster. Neukloster lake / HOME

I don’t know myself. I never did. I walk through the world and I don’t watch myself in a mirrow really often. 

Do (not) swim with dolphins!

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“There are always umpteen views. The golden and the other side oof a coin don’t use for anything. Because the world isn’t only black and white.”

And then I got it that Malta is an island. A really interesting one, by the way.

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“It was you who wanted to go to Malta, Madam.” – “Yes, and then I got it that Malta is an island.” (the catastrophy team while planning the trip, really promising.

After a long break I’m back! Maybe the last few weeks and months happened really much but maybe I just have the wrong time management. I wrote my exams, I went back to Barcelona, I’ll write about that as well later, I helped my boyfriend with writing his Bachelor these and then I was really glad to go on holidays to Malta by myself.

Fashion in Milan

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Il Duomo – Basilica of Milan

A while ago I went to Milan for a couple of days, another crazy idea. Well, it helps me a lot to practice the languages I am learning and studying on a regular basis, even just for a little while. And I love to see new things and get inspirations. So I can go on to develop myself, create new ideas and always get back into my mind although it sounds strange and some people I know don’t understand that exactly.

The dark side in You

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Once a year Leipzig is black and at the same time full of light. Once a year for Pentecost. I love Pentecost. Not because we get another free day but because the “Wave Gotik Treffen” (Wave Gothic Meeting) takes place in Leipzig, the biggest festival of the Wave, Gothic and Dark Scene worldwide. 20 000 visitors every year. The people in Leipzig like the “Gruftis” (= Wrinkly) like they call them lovingly because the Goths are so calm and friendly guests, it’s nice to have them in the city.

Back to Paris

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We already talked about this thing, but I can’t be different. Between the stress of university and time to study I was invited to spend one weekend in Paris with my best friend. You don’t have to tell me that twice. I didn’t think about it because we got really cheap travel conditions thanks to Error Fares.

The City of Rome

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“Gigantisch. Monumental. Gewaltig. Einfach schön”, hatte meine Mama diese Stadt bezeichnet und wie auch immer wir bei unserer gemeinsamen Urlaubsplanung darauf kamen, mit dem Ergebnis sind wir beide zufrieden. Meine Mama ist hier schon einmal gewesen und ihr lag die Stadt sehr am Herzen, wahrscheinlich hat sie sich deshalb gefreut, sie mir zeigen zu können (…obwohl sie der größte kleine Reisemuffel ist, den ich kenne).

Preparing Rome

Colosseo, Rome

Colosseo, Rome

EDIT: Now we are already in Rome, haha. But nevertheless I wanted to publish my nerve-racking suitcase-action and all the others preparations I did. First fazit: my Italian language is a desaster! 🙁

Another city I haven’t seen before will be visited this year. ROME. We will start soon. But before we take the flight I feel like I still have to do thousand things. Preparing the suitcase, of course. But learning and repeating Italian too – why I’m studying this language if I never use it?! So let’s try. Romy goes Italia.

Brother-Sister-Time!

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So what shall we do without siblings? I wouldn’t know. The other day someone in the most trendy “Hipster-Café” of Leipzig told me that siblings would only drag you down because mostly smaller brothers or sisters disturb your individuality. Since that day this café isn’t trend anymore for me and because of this really disturbing and alarming information I got the need to write something about it. A post about my brother.

Exams! – The drama is over

©Kerstin Fiedler, Neukloster

©Kerstin Fiedler, Neukloster – Happy life, exams done!

Back from Barcelona I just had to go on. The exams were just around the corner, I had to write essays. Every end of the semester the drama becomes to pain. Unfortunately I’m most of the time the type of “Oh, shit, I still have to learn” and not, like it should be, like “Now I take my time to learn concentrated and earlier than usually.” I hadn’t discipline until february 2014, for luck this semester it worked better than before.