being thirty is fun, no less so than twenty-nine – actually being twenty-nine pretty much sucked and it’s an odd number and one i don’t really like – i firmly believe the next truly fantastic great year won’t be until i turn thirty-four, but that’s okay – having a thirtieth birthday might be fun, but it’s also kind of hard – so this is me today, kind of, minus the gorgeous guy, sadly! but still
and apart from facebook being down first thing this morning, which kind of seemed to ruin the day – because if no one knows it’s my birthday, how can they wish me a happy one – and if no one wishes me a happy one, how can it be a happy one? – anyways, facebook is back online and the sweetest birthday wishes have already found their way to me – i shall print this out, cut it up and mail it to myself during the year and all shall be perfection
we went to see much ado on july 13th and on the way to the theatre my friend lost her ticket – it had david tennant’s autograph on it, which we’d gotten the night before at the stage door – we met steve at the door of the theatre, where he told us not to worry and get a reprint at the box office – that was the first brilliant!
during the intermission, steve comes up to us and asks, if my name is carola (which it is and which is printed on the ticket, since i bought it with my credit card way back in february) – so i say, yes it is and he handed me the lost ticket, which someone had picked up right outside the theatre and handed to him – that’s the second brilliant!
and steve’s management of the stage door action can easily count as the third brilliant!
we went to say theank you after all the stage door crazyness was over – but some people believe steve to be so brilliant as to deserve his own blog – a great idea, quite brilliant and well done! – steeeeeeve!
generally i don’t mind being single, but actually quite enjoy myself – i can flirt with whom i want – i highly enjoy making men do exactly as i want – i love to just spend time with myself and not care about anyone or anything in the world
but sometimes, when the perfect couple visits and i see all the little intimacies, the kisses, embraces and whispers between them, i get incredibly melancholic and want that right away for myself – so tonight, on the eve of my nine-and-twentieth birthday, the perfect couple* just having left me to clear up the party mess, the empty bottles and crisps wrappers, blow out the candles and crawl into bed alone, i feel so very sad – i never thought, i’d become that girl, that sad, lonely, single girl – it’s all a bit bridget jones, really, but i cannot help it and i desperately feel in need of a man tonight – not even for the obvious reasons, but simply to snuggle up to and feel comforted by
* he, with whom i spend hours discussing our doctoral projects and occasionally behaving like silly kids, full of crazy ideas – and she, who is the best friend anyone could imagine and without whom life would not be the same
instead of being sad, be glad! – when life seems to bring you down and everything is pretty damn awful, there’s nothing like a friend, who comes over with a big dish of fresh home-made tiramisu and a bottle of wine – thank you to all the great friends out there
okay, maybe i am addicted to that expensive, fast-paced, crazy town by the thames because even though it is not my favourite place in the world, i seem to be going there quite a lot – this time it will be a crazy, two-day trip, basically to visit a friend, go shopping and buy theatre tickets – but also, to just get away – a return-trip to london via plane is cheaper than a single train ticket to berlin – this is totally freaking me out, but there we go – all forces are calling me to return to jolly england and have a good time, drinking tea, eating biscuits and shopping for tights and *finally* hunter wellies of my own
it will be a blast! and a beautiful, long overdue adventure with a great friend!
why don’t we pack up our bags and go an adventures more often?
that is probably the one line to describe the whole movie – sex & the city 2 - you don’t expect much from sequels these days, but i was very pleasently surprised – a much better story than the typical romantic comedy stuff of the previous film – all four girls are rounded characters, still in character from the series, but also matured
charlotte discovers that being a mother is not at all like a picture book – a screaming baby, a gorgeous bra-less nanny and a staring father make her days a little less glamorous – miranda struggles through a job, where she isn’t appreciated and finally realizes, it’s not worth missing her son growing up – samantha starts feeling the pangs of growing older – and carrie, with her fairytale ending two years ago – carrie finds out about the horrible second year – she and big have issues and one feels reminded of their many many crazy fights and stupid arguments throughout the series
as exotic and strange as it sounds, a vacation to abu dhabi is the best thing to happen – it’s exciting, they ride on camels backs, drink cocktails, party with a rugby team, karaoke and so much more – carrie meets an old friends- yay, aiden is back! – samantha finds a mysterious stranger and gets into trouble for … well, for being herself – as you know, being a woman and being samantha is not very much appreciated in the near east, at least by the men
a film full of surprising little twists and funny moments, set into the perfect background of new york, abu dhabi and, obviously, decked out with gorgeous dresses, fancy shoes and lovely accessories (you gotta love charlotte matching her cupcake-apron with her six-year-old lily) – it’s a fairytale for grown-ups – with cocktails!
by the way, my night was just as good – cosmos with the girls and then on to see the film – it was a dream, in the rain and with cocktails!
really, most precious present i was ever presented with from an ensemble – so individual and so me and someone was paying attention – i nearly cried and was lost for words for once
and the directors gave me something equally adorable – i feel incredibly valued and loved and happy – life is beautiful indeed – i’ll be strong and eventually i’ll figure out my berlin-göttingen debate – apparently i am very much needed right where i am – at least that’s what i’ve been told, by someone who wouldn’t bother, if it wouldn’t be true
i am sooo excited – i just got a text from one of my oldest friends, she’s in town and we’ll try to meet up later today – i haven’t seem her for more than two years – i am happyyyyy!
… you can call me supergirl again, or shall i say super sailor moon – my new secret identity – being in a silly mood one day, the girls and i decided to be the sailor scouts – at first i was slightly put off by being the cry-baby with the silly hair-do and not the cool sailor venus (we had a slight disagreement on that one), but hey, i am the star of the show, i get to be the princess and i get the guy in the mask and the tuxedo – plus, i have superlong legs – so i am quite happy now
i am wide awake and waiting for the canada-usa hockey game to start in about three hours time – i should probably get some sleep, but i am rather excited, so i while away the hours, drinking tea, staring out of the window in the star-crested night, writing long lonesome letters to far-away friends and listening to chopin – and, suddenly overcome by a deep lust for reading, i have also fetched my rilke letters and feel like perfecting the art of my letter writing by studying with a master
why is canada so far away and why are so many people i care so much about so far away and mostly in canada as well? – questions life will not be able to answer and listening to chopin most certainly will not help but rather put me in an even worse contemplative mood – the thing is, i don’t really care – just weeks ago, a night like this would have brought on a massive attack of depression, but right now i revel in melancholy – it will only be moments before i bring out my old diaries and highschool yearbooks and get myself lost in times long gone by – loves lost and mourned for, friendships held dear over the years, adventures taken and adventures forsaken – i think to enjoy life in the present and life for the moment, you have to dive into the past occasionally and remember the good and bad times you had
