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yeah, i was so in a bad mood. now it's all better. cause very soon i'll study in valencia, spain for almost a year, starting off in september. this will be huge. hopefully. i'll need some luck trying to find an apartamiento. i'll get there with 25kg baggage, nothing else. and then a vibrant restart. guess that restart already happened. to quit with these uneasy ideas from previous journal entries: i abandon them (i have just read them again and they are plain awful, but hey, whatsoever...). i wish all of you a pleasing summer (or winter, concering you live south of the equator). cheers

dear reader, i guess, noboby really missed this kind of entries, focussing only on themselves. circling around the one persona that i - hopefully - am. still a psychology student, studying about two more years. into photography again since i bought myself a canon eos 1000d. experiencing a time of insecurity. in cases of love, politics, career. photographing again, to not loose moments that would fade otherwise. that would stay as an emotional trace, but would be lost as a memory itself. but who am i to whine like that. ain't it profound hubris to feel low at times when being healthy, financially safe and loved? the ability to feel for othe

hooray, no, not hooray, because i'm writing, but hooray for brainpower. brainpower of the american weapon lobby. sensibility of the nra. disgusting people. the americans' shizophrenic handle of weapon culture is shockingly missing the point: random killings emerged from the initial idea of protection. shizophrenic, because everywhere you are confronted with various kinds of advertisment, glorification (see "war in middle east") and justification. on the other hand,  kids in school who draw weaponlike stuff instantly have to consult a psychologist. sure, there's a paragraph in the basic law empowering everyone to possess and use guns in case