Carrothttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/en-UKhourly82000-01-01T12:00+00:00Carrothttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/4e/1e5ec49a46b1aba6ef332198c836cb_160x200.jpggraduated with an A-level .. .http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2009/01/23/graduated-with-an-a-level-5433593/2009-01-23T20:50:59+01:00 <p>I am going to attend university in April ... I applied for medicine ... we will see ... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2009/01/23/graduated-with-an-a-level-5433593/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I am going to attend university in April ... I applied for medicine ... we will see ...

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]]>Nocturnal animals ?http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/09/nocturnal-animals-4563327/2008-08-09T12:55:45+02:00 <p>I didn't sleep very well last night. Someone came into my bed every half an hour and tried to lay down on my feet. </p> <p>Here she is:</p> <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/picture0021/2720083" title="Picture0021"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/083/2720083_108ccd1fb2_m.jpg" alt="Picture0021" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/09/nocturnal-animals-4563327/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I didn't sleep very well last night. Someone came into my bed every half an hour and tried to lay down on my feet.

Here she is:

Picture0021

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]]>The end of the summer holidayshttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/06/the-end-of-the-summer-holidays-4551715/2008-08-06T18:27:31+02:00 <p>Two days ago I had my first day at school after summer holidays. I thought I would be the only one who wasn’t well-prepared for school leaving examinations, but the others had learned even less than me. Nevertheless, school becomes more and more boring after two years. I’ve always learned so much in order to be a good student, but now I came to a point I cannot force myself any more to learn as hard as I used to do the years before. Maybe, some of my energy will come back during the next days. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/06/the-end-of-the-summer-holidays-4551715/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Two days ago I had my first day at school after summer holidays. I thought I would be the only one who wasn’t well-prepared for school leaving examinations, but the others had learned even less than me. Nevertheless, school becomes more and more boring after two years. I’ve always learned so much in order to be a good student, but now I came to a point I cannot force myself any more to learn as hard as I used to do the years before. Maybe, some of my energy will come back during the next days.

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]]>Isn’t it a heartbreaking song?http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/03/isn-t-it-a-heartbreaking-song-4537304/2008-08-03T16:49:27+02:00 <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/03/isn-t-it-a-heartbreaking-song-4537304/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p> Comments

]]>...http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/03/-4537169/2008-08-03T16:14:02+02:00 <p>In six weeks I have to pass my secondary school leaving examinations. Now, I’m sitting here in my little office and try to learn history. It’s really boring. I already have five pages with notes. This is not even a third of the whole learning material. ….puuuhhhhh</p> <p>The point is I have to be good at history. It is one of my majors and I count on the points in order to reach a good result. Nevertheless, after two years at school my energy is almost used up.</p> <p>I’ve thought the whole time that I remember most of the things from lessons, but I have to confess I’ve forgotten a lot, especially, from the first year. F…! </p> <p>My leg is itching… I was bitten by something … I think it is a flea from my cat …oh no!</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/03/-4537169/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>In six weeks I have to pass my secondary school leaving examinations. Now, I’m sitting here in my little office and try to learn history. It’s really boring. I already have five pages with notes. This is not even a third of the whole learning material. ….puuuhhhhh

The point is I have to be good at history. It is one of my majors and I count on the points in order to reach a good result. Nevertheless, after two years at school my energy is almost used up.

I’ve thought the whole time that I remember most of the things from lessons, but I have to confess I’ve forgotten a lot, especially, from the first year. F…!

My leg is itching… I was bitten by something … I think it is a flea from my cat …oh no!

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]]>Gay advertisement or naked girls?http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/gay-advertisement-or-naked-girls-4528811/2008-08-01T11:46:09+02:00 <p>I haven't seen so many gay men over the last year I can see here on the obligating advertisement every time I open my blog. There is just a small, tiny problem I have no need for these offers. As <strong>aliaspinkpanther</strong> already remarked I "...obvious dont understand gays at all man".<br> If I had a wish, I would like to see some hot hetero porno advertisement with a lot of naked girls washing cars or sunbathing or ridign motorbikes or cleaning dishes or ... *g </p> <p>Maybe, if I wrote "naked girls" in every second sentence in the future, I would have the chance to see some on my blog one day... mmmmhhh ... I'd think about it. *g </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/gay-advertisement-or-naked-girls-4528811/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I haven't seen so many gay men over the last year I can see here on the obligating advertisement every time I open my blog. There is just a small, tiny problem I have no need for these offers. As aliaspinkpanther already remarked I "...obvious dont understand gays at all man".
If I had a wish, I would like to see some hot hetero porno advertisement with a lot of naked girls washing cars or sunbathing or ridign motorbikes or cleaning dishes or ... *g

Maybe, if I wrote "naked girls" in every second sentence in the future, I would have the chance to see some on my blog one day... mmmmhhh ... I'd think about it. *g

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]]>I've got the blues ...http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/07/31/i-ve-got-the-blues-4524478/2008-07-31T13:01:03+02:00 <p>...sometimes life sucks. Everything could be so easy. My life works more or less, but other people are never content with their own status quo. They push and draw your life until it breaks down. For the only reason to feel superior to you and to forget their own uncontent and boring life. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2008/07/31/i-ve-got-the-blues-4524478/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>...sometimes life sucks. Everything could be so easy. My life works more or less, but other people are never content with their own status quo. They push and draw your life until it breaks down. For the only reason to feel superior to you and to forget their own uncontent and boring life.

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]]>As old as a tree and back at schoolhttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/10/13/as_old_as_a_tree_and_back_at_school~1217480/2006-10-13T15:20:39+02:00 <p>As I told before I had decided to return to school .Therefore three months ago I moved from Portugal to Germany. </p> <p>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. </p> <p>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.</p> <p>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.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/10/13/as_old_as_a_tree_and_back_at_school~1217480/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>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.

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]]>I want to be an angelhttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/06/24/i_want_to_be_an_angel~907801/2006-06-24T14:54:23+02:00 <p>Yesterday I saw the movie MICHAEL with John Travolta for the 10th time. I love this MICHAEL. </p> <p><em>"That is definitely...the weirdest thing I have ever seen.<br> It's like some great big bird...made love to that guy's mother."</p> <p> ...</p> <p>"Last night we were<br> discussing your wings."</p> <p>"Let them look at your wings, Michael.<br> They're from the National Mirror."</p> <p>"Thank you."</p> <p>"Would you mind if I touched?"</p> <p>"I'd rather you didn't."</p> <p>"We'd like to take a look to see<br> how you have these things attached."</p> <p>"Pull on your pecker and<br> see how that's attached."</p> <p>"Watch your language, mister."</p> <p>"Pecker. An angel that says pecker."</p> <p>"Language...gentlemen."</p> <p>...</p> <p>"Listen.</p> <p>Listen to the earth.</p> <p>I'm going to miss everything so much.</p> <p>Remember, Sparky, no matter what they say...you can never have too much sugar."</em></p> <p>I think .. you can never have too much of everything.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/06/24/i_want_to_be_an_angel~907801/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>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."

...

"Last night we were
discussing your wings."

"Let them look at your wings, Michael.
They're from the National Mirror."

"Thank you."

"Would you mind if I touched?"

"I'd rather you didn't."

"We'd like to take a look to see
how you have these things attached."

"Pull on your pecker and
see how that's attached."

"Watch your language, mister."

"Pecker. An angel that says pecker."

"Language...gentlemen."

...

"Listen.

Listen to the earth.

I'm going to miss everything so much.

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

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

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]]>HOW TO HYPNOTIZE A MANhttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/06/10/how_to_hypnotize_a_man~867858/2006-06-10T13:33:58+02:00 <p>HOW TO HYPNOTIZE A MAN - <strong>Instructions:</strong></p> <p>Step 1) <a href="http://www.mxfiles.kneib.biz/drag_and_go_back_spezial.html">CLICK HERE !</a></p> <p>Step 2) Click on the picture and drag it in any direction. </p> <p>Step 3) Release and watch. </p> <p><strong>It works !</strong></p> <p>* </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/06/10/how_to_hypnotize_a_man~867858/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>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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]]>to drive the porcelain bushttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/27/to_drive_the_porcelain_bus~833317/2006-05-27T16:00:13+02:00 <p>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! </p> <p><a href="http://www.pukeplanet.com/">http://www.pukeplanet.com/</a></p> <p><strong>to talk on the big white telephone (sl.)</strong> 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*</p> <p><a href="http://www.c4vct.com/kym/humor/puke.htm">339 Puke Synonyms</a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/27/to_drive_the_porcelain_bus~833317/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>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

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]]>What means cheeky?http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/18/what_means_cheeky~810011/2006-05-18T17:57:55+02:00 <p>Here I found two explantions for cheeky ( Sorry, you have to look up it yourself, I am not allowed to copy the text):</p> <p><a href="http://www.effingpot.com/slang.shtml">->The best of British</a></p> <p><a href="http://english2american.com/dictionary/c.html">->English2American</a></p> <p>By the way, I do not talk about the bottom either. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/18/what_means_cheeky~810011/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>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.

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]]>Studies?http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/16/studies~804429/2006-05-16T16:58:16+02:00 <p>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. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"><br> 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*</p> <p>How do I feel today?</p> <p>I woke up this night, because I dreamt of my (ex)girlfriend. It was a very sad night. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/16/studies~804429/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>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. :(

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]]>Simply Redhttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/15/simply_red~801948/2006-05-15T18:21:04+02:00 <p> <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=546858"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/858/546858_81063e2c7c_m.jpg" align="" alt="Carrot 3" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/15/simply_red~801948/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p> Carrot 3

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]]>Do I really look so gay? IIhttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/10/do_i_really_look_so_gay_ii~789391/2006-05-10T15:53:24+02:00 <p>Hello <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/user/timekillingkid/">timekillingkid</a>, that's a really interesting <a href="http://www.lampandowl.org.uk/archives/18">ARTICLE</a> you've written. I can recognize a lot of things which also happened to me. Not all, but a lot. But on one point I disagree with you. I would say, if metrosexual Backham came to a pub in my village, none of the gays would offer him some special activities. *g* Just a metrosexual appearance can not be the only explanation for this phenomenon. I think, every gay would instinctually feel that Backham don't want a man . And a lot of the "new" meterosexual looking men are more macho than the men in my father's or grandfather's generation. So it must be something else, which tell a gay man that someone could be the right person for an offer. *g*<br> Recently I follow another trace. I think, gay men often are searching for sensitive persons as a potential lover, who have something female in their thinking. (!Not in their behavior!) Which, as also your blowjob story shows, stands from time to time in stark contrast to some really direct and not very romantic gay sex practices. ...mmhh ... Are gays still hetero machos, who are just searching for a girl with a six-pack and a penis? ... mmhh ... (To be continued.) </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/10/do_i_really_look_so_gay_ii~789391/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Hello timekillingkid, that's a really interesting ARTICLE you've written. I can recognize a lot of things which also happened to me. Not all, but a lot. But on one point I disagree with you. I would say, if metrosexual Backham came to a pub in my village, none of the gays would offer him some special activities. *g* Just a metrosexual appearance can not be the only explanation for this phenomenon. I think, every gay would instinctually feel that Backham don't want a man . And a lot of the "new" meterosexual looking men are more macho than the men in my father's or grandfather's generation. So it must be something else, which tell a gay man that someone could be the right person for an offer. *g*
Recently I follow another trace. I think, gay men often are searching for sensitive persons as a potential lover, who have something female in their thinking. (!Not in their behavior!) Which, as also your blowjob story shows, stands from time to time in stark contrast to some really direct and not very romantic gay sex practices. ...mmhh ... Are gays still hetero machos, who are just searching for a girl with a six-pack and a penis? ... mmhh ... (To be continued.)

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]]>Do I really look so gay?http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/09/do_i_really_look_so_gay~787384/2006-05-09T18:57:22+02:00 <p>That' s exactly what I ask myself from time to time when I go out by night in my little Portuguese fishing village. Fishing village - sounds very romantically. But I think, nowadays, we have more tourists here than fishermen, and sometimes even more than we have fishes. *g* And it seems to me half of our tourists are gay. And sometimes it seems to me most of them want me. *g* Don' t get me wrong being gay is absolutely ok. Even I, myself, haven't decided until now, if I will stay just hetero for the rest of my life. But that' s not the point. The point is that at the moment I am not gay, and my wish to change this is not really strong. Especially, as I have this sweet and cheeky girlfriend, I told before. ...mmhh... What was the Question about? ... Oh, yes. ... Do I really look so gay? ... Or better, why do gays are so wild about me? When I look into the mirror, I can not recognize anything really gay on me. I mean, ok, I look really sexy, and athletic, and boyish(nice word). My teeth are in good condition and every day I take my moisturizer. *g* That' s what I could see in the mirror. But I think, there is nothing unusual on me. Nothing an other modern hetero man would have or do, too. So, maybe it is my way to behave. Mmhh ... I spread out my little finger, while I am drinking from a glas of beer. I eat my grilled chicken wings with fork and knife. I prefer to sit at the toilet, while making wee-wee. And I am a big fan of ABBA. ... Oh my God, actually, I must be gay! ...Stop! ... None of the gays, I meet by chance at night in a pub, can see in my eyes, that I like ABBA or how I usually eat my chicken wings and at the toilet I always close the door. Ok.. my little finger ... mmhh ... but just because of my little finger ... I can not believe this. There must be something else making me so attractive... mmmhhh ...mmmhhh... (To be continued.) </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/09/do_i_really_look_so_gay~787384/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>That' s exactly what I ask myself from time to time when I go out by night in my little Portuguese fishing village. Fishing village - sounds very romantically. But I think, nowadays, we have more tourists here than fishermen, and sometimes even more than we have fishes. *g* And it seems to me half of our tourists are gay. And sometimes it seems to me most of them want me. *g* Don' t get me wrong being gay is absolutely ok. Even I, myself, haven't decided until now, if I will stay just hetero for the rest of my life. But that' s not the point. The point is that at the moment I am not gay, and my wish to change this is not really strong. Especially, as I have this sweet and cheeky girlfriend, I told before. ...mmhh... What was the Question about? ... Oh, yes. ... Do I really look so gay? ... Or better, why do gays are so wild about me? When I look into the mirror, I can not recognize anything really gay on me. I mean, ok, I look really sexy, and athletic, and boyish(nice word). My teeth are in good condition and every day I take my moisturizer. *g* That' s what I could see in the mirror. But I think, there is nothing unusual on me. Nothing an other modern hetero man would have or do, too. So, maybe it is my way to behave. Mmhh ... I spread out my little finger, while I am drinking from a glas of beer. I eat my grilled chicken wings with fork and knife. I prefer to sit at the toilet, while making wee-wee. And I am a big fan of ABBA. ... Oh my God, actually, I must be gay! ...Stop! ... None of the gays, I meet by chance at night in a pub, can see in my eyes, that I like ABBA or how I usually eat my chicken wings and at the toilet I always close the door. Ok.. my little finger ... mmhh ... but just because of my little finger ... I can not believe this. There must be something else making me so attractive... mmmhhh ...mmmhhh... (To be continued.)

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]]>Heinehttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/08/heine~783893/2006-05-08T12:29:30+02:00 <p> This morning I was searching for poems written by Heinrich Heine. Of course for English translations of them. But it was not so easy. And I was really surprised by the choice the translators have taken. They almost have taken his political poems, although his love poems are so beautiful and honest and even better, if someone would ask me. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"><br> Ok, it is good to know that Heine dreamt of a world where people can live without being at authorities mercy. Some even call him a socialist or a communist, because of his interest in Marx' ideas, but, actually, that' s not true. I would say he was a democrat and he wrote his political poems, satires etc., because he was convinced that all human beings should have the same rights. And as a Jew he knew what he was taking about. And I am sure he was the first real European. He lived as a German immigrant in France. Where he got married to a French women. And where he wrote really beautiful poems about love, life, and death. …Oh Jesus, I almost have forgotten this: Of course he was a real Romantic or better a real romantic. *g*</p> <p>Here is one of his poems I love a lot(, but there are better ones. I will search for their translation. *g*)</p> <p><em>‘Ein Weib’ (A woman)</p> <p>They loved each other with love so deep,<br> She was a tramp and he was a thief.<br> When he was plying his naughty craft,<br> She lay on the bed and laughed.</p> <p>The days went by in pleasure and joy,<br> At night in the sheets she hugged her boy.<br> When they dragged him off to jail at last,<br> She stood at the window and laughed.</p> <p>He wrote to her saying: ‘O come to me,<br> I long for you, so badly, you see,<br> I’m weeping: I’m fading fast –<br> She shook her head and laughed.</p> <p>At six in the morning they hung him high,<br> At seven they buried him under the sky,<br> But as eight o’clock went past<br> She drank red wine and laughed.<br> </em><br> <a href="http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/hheine.htm">Heinrich Heine</a></p> <p>Isn't it beautiful and nevertheless we will never stop loving the women. *g*</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/08/heine~783893/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p> This morning I was searching for poems written by Heinrich Heine. Of course for English translations of them. But it was not so easy. And I was really surprised by the choice the translators have taken. They almost have taken his political poems, although his love poems are so beautiful and honest and even better, if someone would ask me. ;)
Ok, it is good to know that Heine dreamt of a world where people can live without being at authorities mercy. Some even call him a socialist or a communist, because of his interest in Marx' ideas, but, actually, that' s not true. I would say he was a democrat and he wrote his political poems, satires etc., because he was convinced that all human beings should have the same rights. And as a Jew he knew what he was taking about. And I am sure he was the first real European. He lived as a German immigrant in France. Where he got married to a French women. And where he wrote really beautiful poems about love, life, and death. …Oh Jesus, I almost have forgotten this: Of course he was a real Romantic or better a real romantic. *g*

Here is one of his poems I love a lot(, but there are better ones. I will search for their translation. *g*)

‘Ein Weib’ (A woman)

They loved each other with love so deep,
She was a tramp and he was a thief.
When he was plying his naughty craft,
She lay on the bed and laughed.

The days went by in pleasure and joy,
At night in the sheets she hugged her boy.
When they dragged him off to jail at last,
She stood at the window and laughed.

He wrote to her saying: ‘O come to me,
I long for you, so badly, you see,
I’m weeping: I’m fading fast –
She shook her head and laughed.

At six in the morning they hung him high,
At seven they buried him under the sky,
But as eight o’clock went past
She drank red wine and laughed.

Heinrich Heine

Isn't it beautiful and nevertheless we will never stop loving the women. *g*

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]]>Look at my Lunchhttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/07/look_at_my_lunch~782655/2006-05-07T21:03:50+02:00 <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=527963"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/963/527963_7cf11ed5f0_m.jpg" align="" alt="Carrot 2" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p>Today I was out for lunch. Some of my neighbors joined me for a tasty Portuguese meal. We had some really good grilled fish which is called <a href="http://www.katembe.com/robalo.htm">robalo</a> (seabass). </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/07/look_at_my_lunch~782655/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Carrot 2

Today I was out for lunch. Some of my neighbors joined me for a tasty Portuguese meal. We had some really good grilled fish which is called robalo (seabass).

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]]>Carrothttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/06/carrot~780068/2006-05-06T15:57:18+02:00 <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=525774"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/774/525774_dafc65e6c0_m.jpg" align="" alt="Carrot" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/06/carrot~780068/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Carrot

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]]>LOVE TO LOVEhttp://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/06/love_to_love~779852/2006-05-06T14:17:39+02:00 <p>Some years ago, I had decided never to fall in love again, because The Love of my Life had broken my little heart into thousand pieces. </p> <p>But then, after a long period of darkness, I came across a sweet, charming, and also cheeky young girl and my old, scarred, and hardened heart, suddenly, softened and got fluffy and weak, and what I never had expected happened, I fell in love again. </p> <p>And falling in love was such a wonderful feeling. I swear, the colours were brighter, the sky was higher, people around me were more pleasant, I felt myself stronger and taller *g* and everything seemed possible to achieve for me. </p> <p>And since it is such a great feeling to love, I will never stop loving again, even if my cheeky young girl will leave me one day. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://carrot.blog.co.uk/2006/05/06/love_to_love~779852/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Some years ago, I had decided never to fall in love again, because The Love of my Life had broken my little heart into thousand pieces.

But then, after a long period of darkness, I came across a sweet, charming, and also cheeky young girl and my old, scarred, and hardened heart, suddenly, softened and got fluffy and weak, and what I never had expected happened, I fell in love again.

And falling in love was such a wonderful feeling. I swear, the colours were brighter, the sky was higher, people around me were more pleasant, I felt myself stronger and taller *g* and everything seemed possible to achieve for me.

And since it is such a great feeling to love, I will never stop loving again, even if my cheeky young girl will leave me one day.

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