Dreamjob?

Lately I’ve been thinking about what I’d like to do later on when I grow up. There are probably a few of jobs I might actually be good at or that might be interesting,  for example having a restaurant or a hotel or working in a kindergarten. But I’m not really interested in those areas.

Writing is what I love.  Ever since elementary school, I’ve had a love for it. I wrote all kinds of stories making my classmates laugh. They were very silly, really, but I just loved it. I spent hours writing down words on pieces of paper. Filling page after page.

Writing evokes a different me. This girl writes whatever she wants to. She can put emotions into words. It’s easier to write than say things. I know that this is a common thing to say. It is just the way it is.

Anyways, I have been thinking about my future. What job is there, where I would be able to write? Suddenly, journalist popped into my head. I mean why not? Nothing else really interests me and I do love to write. My mom said it would suit me very well.

For now I want to go for it. Creative writing classes would be a good way to start.

Scared about leaving

I get scared at night, just thinking about leaving my mom, my brother and all of my friends and the rest of my family here in Germany… Since I want to go back to the USA for next school year.

Just thinking about this huge high school I’ll most likely be going to, if everything works out.Maybe I’ll get lost on my first day there?  Also all those new people everywhere. Of course I know some of them because we went to school together when I still lived there in Florida. I’m a shy girl and I don’t talk that much at first. But after a while when I get more comfortable, I’m a blabber mouth. That’s a word right?

It’s just that, well, it is kind of scary leaving my family behind in Germany. I’ll be on the other side of the world. Hundreds and hundreds of kilometers away from them. The ocean seperating us from eachother.  That really is going to be hard. I’ll most  likely get homesick after just a week or two. But I’ll just have to get used to it. Atleast I’ll be staying with my ”second” family. They really are great people. I love all of them to bits and pieces.  The way they laugh and smile… Just the way they are.

As hard as it might be, I really really really want to go back. I want to make something of myself. I want to be alive. I want to live the right way, not the way we are living right now. But that’s another story.

It’s a challenge I want to take. No matter what happens, I will stay strong and not give up.

Dinosaurs?

Ever wonder about what the world would be like if dinosaurs were still alive? Or if there was no war on earth, just freedom and peace?

I guess for the dinosaurs… Well we’d all be running away screaming our heads off and trying not to get eaten by those gigantic animals. Our heads would be dark blood red and we’d be to scared to death, we’d all just be hiding underground  where  those dinosaurs can’t reach us.

A world without war? I think that would be impossible. There are always people who want to pick up a fight. Countries declare wars. This world is full of hate. Even if you don’t always notice it. People die out there because some idiot did something stupid because he thought what he did, was the right thing to do. Which of course wasn’t right or fair at all. Especially for the people who weren’t able to live their lives.  A lot of people fight for freedom, peace and equal rights, but some people just don’t want others to live a happy and peaceful life. They drop bombs, fire guns… All those innocent lives…

Hello world!

This is just my blog, explaining my thoughts….

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