As I told before I had decided to return to school .Therefore three months ago I moved from Portugal to Germany.

Now, I live near Frankfurt and I visit a high school for adults and as modest as I am I can proudly pronounce that until now, I was really successful at school… even in English.

Nevertheless it was not easy in the beginning. I haven’t been at school for 12, or 13…, or even more years. So I had to learn a lot in order to reach the level of my class. And I have to admit I really enjoy learning. It is so much easier than running a business in Portugal. You have no real responsibility and if you work hard, you get a more or less fair result for your efforts. And thinking of my former school time, when I was 14, 15, 16 years old and had a lot of problems at school, I can say: the key for being a good student is doing your homework, it is just this nothing more. It is a pity that I never recognized this when I was younger.

You can think about Germany what ever you want, but I have to say they have one of the best education systems here. Everybody has the same opportunity to get a good academic education without paying money for it. You just have to learn and to get good marks then all the doors are open for you.

Yesterday I saw the movie MICHAEL with John Travolta for the 10th time. I love this MICHAEL.

"That is definitely...the weirdest thing I have ever seen.
It's like some great big bird...made love to that guy's mother."

Remember, Sparky, no matter what they say...you can never have too much sugar."

I think .. you can never have too much of everything.

HOW TO HYPNOTIZE A MAN - Instructions:

Step 1) CLICK HERE !

Step 2) Click on the picture and drag it in any direction.

Step 3) Release and watch.

It works !

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Yesterday, once more, I was looking for the right expression. I think, it is clear, what I liked to describe. *g* But look, how sick an Internet page can be!

http://www.pukeplanet.com/

to talk on the big white telephone (sl.) I would say, this expression is my absolute favourite. *g* But on this really sick page you can find 337 more ways to tell people, how you feel after a long night at the pub.*g*

339 Puke Synonyms

you warmed my heart.

The night before yesterday I was out. And I drunk too much, I laughed too loudly and I told people too much about myself. Then yesterday morning, after three hours of a deathlike sleep, I awaked and there was nothing but fear and coldness in me. It reminds me of the days when I was younger and when I was a hard drinker, waking up every morning or better every afternoon with this mixture of loudly laughing tag ends of memories and this awful feeling of deep loneliness.

After a while my upset stomach forced me to the toilet puking that sour concentrate of the night. The acid burned like fire in my throat and in my nose.

Back in my bed, tears were running through my face. I felt so weak. And I asked myself, how could I give you the shelter you need, if I cannot even stop myself from doing stupid things like those, I did the night before?

And because of my fear, I sent you all my sad thoughts. And something really amazing happened to me. Writing you this email, took all my fear away from me.

And your answer was so beautiful. And your words gave me the shelter, which I should give to you. And my strength came back. And I realized that only together we will be really strong and that we will find our shelter in each other.

Thank you, my Little Swan.

Here I found two explantions for cheeky ( Sorry, you have to look up it yourself, I am not allowed to copy the text):

->The best of British

->English2American

By the way, I do not talk about the bottom either.

Now, I have a new problem. A few weeks ago, I told my little darling, that I had found her secret diary in the Internet by using the Technorati blogsearch, which is a really good tool to discover secret blogs. Particularly, if you have a few good and extraordinary keywords. In her case, I used a part of a tense from a text she had written and had sent to me a while ago. *ggg* But now, she knows it, too. And yesterday, I sent her my LOVE TO LOVE from this blog. You now, as she were angry about my suspicions, I wanted to show her how much she means to me. But I think, she already used some of my words to find this blog here. I am not really sure, but I can see some extraordinary activities on my blog stats here. *g* The good is, that I wrote only the truth. But calling her cheeky? mmmhh? I don’t know. ...

impudent
cheekily
cheeky
insolent
insultingly
perkily
ribald
saucily
saucy
sassy
insulting
barefaced
fresh

Maybe, one of the other expressions could describe in a better way what I mean. ... mmmhhh ... No, I think sometimes she is really cheeky. *g*

What do you think, my little Darling? Are you sometimes cheeky? *g*

The day before yesterday my sweet and cheeky darling answered my mail from three days before. And as I was so angry about her, I imputed some really bad things to her. And in the end all my suspicions were not true and I made a complete fool of myself. Actually she suffered from a bad circulation and the doctor gave her order to stay in bed and to relax herself. And this was the reason why she was keeping the phones switsched off. And I thought she had an affair. Damn! I made her really angry about me.

Up to now I have lived in an old Portuguese farmhouse, in which I run a Bed&Breakfast. And in my free time, which has been sometimes quite a lot, I have written poems and short stories. But then a few months ago I decided for myself to leave my beautiful home for a while and to go back to high school and as soon as possible to university. ... Jurisprudence ...uuuuaaahhhh ... *g*. Actually, I do not behave or look like a lawyer or even a judge. But I think, it could be the contrast, which attracts me to this dull subject matter. I mean, sometimes I am a really crazy person and I always have avoided doing too normal things, because they always have bored me. Law, oh no, even I, myself, cannot believe this. But first comes high school. Two years.
By the way, after this two years I have to graduate in English as well. I hope this blog will help me a little. But, thank God, I have this two years more for learning. At the moment I would fail. *g* So - feel free to correct me.*g*

How do I feel today?

I woke up this night, because I dreamt of my (ex)girlfriend. It was a very sad night.