Sid's (and partly Sille's) life

I apologise for being late with this blog, but I thought I'd give you an update on my life (and partly Sille's):
We spend last week working with something called "AT" it's like a school project, were we mix some classes; this time we have English, physics and art-class mixed up, so that's lovely. In our group (which consists of Sille, Markus, Sofie and I) we're mainly working with art, our project-thingy has to be about the renaissance so we've been analysing renaissance art and architecture.
Else from AT I've mostly been concerned with exams, but then it turned out that I have no exams, which I think is lovely, I have one week of school left and then I have a month where we're I'm going to have a few tests.
Else from school I've been trying to get a little sun, but I get sunburned easily so I'm covered in sunscreen. But the heat that have taken Denmark slightly by surprise is a lovely excuse to eat ice-cream and be lazy.
And then about two weeks ago Markus gave me Portal 2, which I finished in less than a week and have been playing over and over again since then.

Oh well, I guess the last thing to say is we're going to Berlin Wednesday-Friday with our school, and I'm really excited about - with insane classmates like mine a school-trip is always fun!

- Sidsel out -

Guys and cars

Compared to Sidsel I actually have an idea for this week’s blog and of course it’s about something which happened in school. Today we had PE as the first subject and even though I’m the worst athlete who has ever lived I was at the gym 20 minutes before the bell rang. For reasons unknown my classmates are always standing outside waiting for the clock to be 8:00. And when I say my classmates I actually mean three guys who really love cars, motorbikes, scooters and so on. Now while standing beside them, and holding hands with one of them because he was freezing (poor thing haha), they began to get more excited about a new moped one of them had bought recently. And suddenly they began making sound effects - especially one of them sounded like a scooter on drugs. It was so hilarious and apparently they couldn’t see it so they just ignored me laughing and continued to talk. Later that day I was chatting with the guys again and some of girls as well while waiting for our teacher to arrive. Suddenly they started to make sound effects again together with lots of fuss while explaining the girls why they shouldn’t buy a specific car because it was oh so expensive. It is absolutely one of the most amusing things to look at, especially when you need a kick to get through a school day which ends at 4:30 pm. To be honest I know nothing about cars, motorbikes or mopeds (or anything with two/four wheels and a motor) so all the talking is completely nonsense but looking at the guys talking about it while “demonstrating” with sound effects and gesticulation is worth it. Who needs a TV? I got friends as well as classmates who got a big compassion when it comes to machines on wheels and they share it with the world at the most entertaining way. So to speak I do admire that they’re even capable of doing so it must take a lot of practice. Well on the other hand guys do spent an awful lot of time playing video games. I wouldn’t be surprised if they have learned to sound like cars after playing Need for Speed and games like that. So thank you guys for making me laugh even though it wasn’t your purpose.

Poetry

I have no idea what to write this week, so have some poetry:

Be someone

All you want is to be someone,
But to do that you need to grow up,
Child,
Do you ever think of,
Everything life will bring you?
Freedom might not be what you think,
Google might not know all the answers,
Help might not come,
Identities might get mixed up,
Joy might be temporary,
Keys might get thrown away,
Love might be hard to find,
Money might not be everything,
Nails might break,
Opinions might meet,
People might be mean,
Questions might not be answered,
Reality might suck,
Stupidity might seem smart,
Truth might be lied about,
U-turns might be necessary,
Vitamins might be healthy,
Worlds might part,
X-mas might only come once a year,
You might not be number one but,
Zero is a number too.

Autumn 

I dance in your rain,
feel it on my skin,
I see your leaves fall,
like brown and orange snowflakes,
I hear your wind calling,
Like a memory of a distant time.

Some think you sad and ugly,
but with wearing rubber boots I walk,
in a world once green,
I have no worries,
even though I have things to do,
in your rain there's only freedom.

With rain and wind you came,
you leave in snow and cold,
are you leaving already?
it seems that you just arrived,
did you tell all that's on your mind?

I miss you now that you're gone,
you left me in the cold arms of winter,
the snow falls slowly,
I wonder why did you leave?
where did you go?
tears fall from my eyes like raindrops...

Watch me

Give me a box of matches,
watch me burn the past,
Give me wings,
watch me fly,
Give me time,
watch me fight my demons,
Give me love,
watch me learn to love you back.

(I don't know what happened to the background here...)

Nonsense about me

Once again it’s my turn to write a blog. I’ve tried my hardest to come up with something and I really couldn’t. Therefore I’ll be a real douchebag and write about a topic I might know a bit of: Myself. Yep it’s going to be about me. Well actually it was more something else that got me thinking about me and who I am. A few days ago I was lying on the grass, in the sun during school, talking with one of friends from my German-class. Okay to be honest, my only friend from German-class but yeah at least I’m not alone. Anyway we were discussing boys, of course, and not doing what we should. We’re not very close at all but all of a suddenly I got to know a lot about her. She told me that she once had had sex with a Hungarian lifeguard at a roller-coaster during the night and they were both really drunk. This girl doesn’t fit in the “type” of friends I normally talk to so I didn’t really know what to say afterwards. So I began wondering of course because only a few days before that conversation one of my other friends had told me that I was “innocent by heart”. First I rejected the statement but after the conversation I think my friend might be right: maybe I’m “innocent” to some extent. Well I mean I’m not “the wild type”. I don’t drink or smoke and it’s no secret that I’ve never been in a relationship, so I haven’t been really close to any boys. And thinking of this, it reminds me of something else. One of my amusing friends, who really love games, movies and all kind of TV-shows, think I’m a very innocent and pure girl who needs protection. This means she doesn’t think I can handle people swearing, having sex, taking drugs etc for example if we’re watching a film where this appears. Usually I laugh when she “protects” me but the truth is I can handle a lot more than some people think. Getting new friends, starting at a new school have changed me in many ways and I feel more confidence than ever and for some reason a bit less innocent. Maybe it’s a part of growing up but hey I’m not trying to sound like a smart-ass-genius I’m only 17. But where am I going which all this? I’m not sure I just make this up as I come along and perhaps it’s a little bit personal *sarcastic cough*. I better stop writing. I hope this was… interesting. Or something.