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How to...

Autor:  life-says-hello
...interpret a cartoon? Fine, folks, today I am going to write a short text about this beautiful masterpiece of art:



I guess you have already supposed so by the blog's title. So let's not waste time and start right away.

The given drawing by life-says-hello was drawn in the year of 2011. It has been taken from the artists personal data. Showing a rather young man underneath the title "Kleist", written in capital letters, it reads: "I am so emo..." and "...one can never be understood". The young man is displayed as a half profile but his face is clearly visible to the observer. Tears run down his cheeks and his eyes are closed. In contrast to his short, light hair his clothes are rather dark shaded. He holds a blue flower in his left hand. Meanwhile the rest of the cariciture is drawn in black. The paper itself is yellow and seems to be a post-it stuck to a pink folder. Through the folder a book is visible of which's title one can only read "Marquise von O".
The young man shown resembles to a portait of Heinrich von Kleist drawn by his fiancee Wilhelmine von Zenge. This plus the title "Kleist" clearly suggest that the illustrated man is Heinrich von Kleist author of "Die Marquise von O" which would explain the book in the back ground too. By the way Kleist almost dramaticaly closes his eyes and cries it can be stated that the illustrator wanted to show Kleists depressive side in an ironic way. This is underlined by the sarcastic undertone of the words Kleists says. The word "emo" nowadays is connoted with somebody extremly sad and sensetive, feeling pitiful for onesself and concentrating on this pain all the time. This connotations derive from common prejeduces against a subculture called "Emo" and are not necessarily true.
The other part of Kleists text has some paralles with what Kleist has written in his letters. He was by all matters sure that a human would never be able to make another understand its deepest feelings since words were no adequate medium to transmit what is inside ones heart. Despite this Kleist often referred to how much this would torture him and tried to explain his emotions.
So this combination given is probably meant to criticize Kleist's character or behavior by mixing Kleist's actual opinions with a modern, often negative connoted adjective.
Furthermore the flower Kleist is holding is likley to present a literal epoch since "the blue flower" was a widespread symbol in the romantic period. Although officially Kleist is not to be put into one specific literal direction the illustrator seems to think Kleist would fit this epoch best. In addition to this the blue flower was a symbol for everything good but unreachable. Given this aspect the flower Kleist is presenting can as well be understood as the reason for his sadness what would be all his unfulfilled desires.
In my opinion the caricature is of rather simple nature and not much depth. Even though it might be understood easily and therefore might be good for a quick laugh or - if one does not share the artist's humor or opinion - a short shake of ones head, it will not stay in one's mind for long, I presume. As a conclusion I believe this illustration to be good for private purposes, such as practicing interpretions or making german studies more entertaining, but not intelligent enough to serve as a general critic on Kleist.

Okay, this shall be enough for today.^^ Actually I drew this because I was not willing to start my english practise another day.>D"

Goodnight to all of you.^^

The other extreme

Autor:  life-says-hello
Hello folks,

today my mood was as down as it was high yesterday. Unfortunatelly my day was rather stressfull plus full of school stuff I had and still have to do what simply killed my positive energy.
Anyway I do not want to complain now since I have to deal with this myself. All I wanted you to present is my "cover" for a power point presetation which I have to give soon. It just fits my mood perfectly.xD Hopefully my group members will be fine with this too if they are not...I will convince them to be.>D"



Enjoy the rest of the night folks, I will be doing politic stuff now for tomorrow's lesson and writing an essay about some of Kleist's books- hipp, hipp hurray!xD

No, honestly, enjoy your evening, I will do so somehow too, I hope.^^

♥ Totally Hyped ♥

Autor:  life-says-hello
Hello folks,

I just fell in love while lying all wrecked on my bed. Wonder how that can be? It is very easy. See, whenever I am feeling wrecked up thanks to not enough sleep I am lying down and listen to music. Today I was enjoying my random web radio and then there was this song. Actually before it I was just paying half attention to the music since there was a song on I hated but I was too lazy to skip it. However when the next song, this ONE song, played I was just attracted to the lyrics and the vocalist's voice and I wondered what that might be. So I stood up (my, my agreat effort I did xD) and looked for the name and band. Shame on me: it was by Silverstein, a band I wrote my 'Facharbeit' about and absolutly adore. This song called "Sacrefice" I did not know up to now. All excited and awake suddenly I did a little reasearch (though I hate researches) and I found out they had a new, digital EP and new videos posted on their site.>3

So now I am in love with the new songs and again with Shane and Silverstein. Whatelse is there beside music I should fall in love with so easily?xDD
I cannot help it I just like Shane and his voice.♥ He appears to be so caring about everybody always...his blog in which he wished Silverstein's fans a happy new year he remined us not to drive when we drunk and gave us a number we (well canadians) could call if we needed a taxi service especially for drunk people, I think. Something like that at least. Maybe it was a free taxi service. Yeah I assume that was it.^^" My memory is a little messed up because of all the excitement.>D In addition to this there was a video of Shane playing guitar and singing something alonge just like that. I really love to watch that. It is inspiring and I like this way of doing music...I should watch Silverstein's making off of A Shipwreck again...all the band is great to watch when doing their stuff! Even the producer is just so damn cool.>D

Silverstein is going to have a new album in 2011 - isn't that amazing?*___* I am so happy about it, I am going to google whether they are going to come to Europe some time.xD I should buy the digital EP righ away...^3^ Plus I should buy the albums I do not own by now and the merchandise I wanted to oder long ago...

Man, now I am a stuipidly girly...>DD See you soon and try and listent to "Sacrefice" on "Transitions" by Silverstein if you have some time. They are a great band and it is great music with beautiful lyrics.
Okay, enough of praise, I should also advice you that they are doing some kind of post-hardcore style so if you are not really into some screaming at least it might not have the same effect on you as it had on me.^^

Fine, just like I said: see you soon!

Just another text

Autor:  life-says-hello
Hey guys,

s'up?^-^ I just remembered I have to write an english text today too. Actually I should have wrote it yesterday. Still since I have not gone to sleep yet I will not be strict with myself on this...xD

Right now I am drawing while I am listening to Disturbed AND while "Needles" by System of a Down will not leave my mind somehow. That is quite a strange mix, I have to admit. Ever had a line like "Just find another host, just another fool to roast" in your mind going on and on on repeat plus simultaniously hearing something like "A child victimized/ the crime politcized/ for the counslor's gain / the rapid media congregates/ his tortured memories/ a pervert's fantasies/ Is the world insane?/..." ? If you know these songs you can imagine how confusing this can be. David's, vocalist of Disturbed by whom the second song is, voice is rather dark compared to Serji's, vocalists of SOAD, while he is singing this line which circles in my mind. Hope you got that sentence it is somehow strange.>D"
Anyway that is why it is weired.
Now this was a very unimportant information you got from me, I am fully aware of this but I do not have any exciting topic to write about. Perhaps it helps you that I am very tired? Tired just like sleepy and tired of always typing "that". I cannot imagine that I am allowed to use this word such often.o.O It must be wrong half of the time I utilize it. I should look it up in my grammar book sometime. Either it is wrong or my writing style is simply not elegant enough.>D""

Fine, I will stop torturing now with boring facts plopping into my mind and out. I want to do something creative again. I want to write RPGs.>D" Nevertheless drawing is making me very happy too. *___*

So goodnight (for Wortspielerei: G8! >D)...probably I should rather sleep now than anything else...u.û

Until we meet again folks ^^

List

Autor:  life-says-hello
Hey folks,

I did not post anything here for a long time although I wrote some things. Well, maybe it is exagerated to use "some" for two things but never mind.xD

Now I just want to have an overview on single songs I want to buy since they are the only or only two songs on an album I really like. All the other ones do not please me at all so that is why to buy the album would be senseless.

Here we go:

Wolves at the Door - Senses Fail // Strange-Sweet-Werewolve-Whatever xD

Comatose - Skillet // So beautiful! T___T" Maybe a little corny but I do not care xD

Whispers in the Dark - Skillet // I really like Skillet as far as their music and voice is concerned despite of the female parts...>.>" But this is sung by their male vocalist only ^^

Na, Na, Na, Na, Na...usw - My Chemical Romance // Why does the rest of this album have to be such fucked up? *drop* Well, okay I do not really want to get mean since I respect the band so I guess I should rather say: it is sad that their style of music now differs very much from what I enjoy u.û

Puppet - Thousand Foot Krutch // I do not know if the beginning of the video is actually really part of the song but if it is it scares me in a cool way.>D It is like a horror movie somehow. Apart from this I love the energy of this song. ^3^

Okay in addition to this I still have to go through Drowning Pool, Hinder and Finger Eleven. Perhaps some other bands too. Plus I need to buy whole albums as well.^-^ I will keep this list for a time so I will not forget anything.

Cu ^^

Fail Redefined

Autor:  life-says-hello
Does this title make any sense? If it does not - I do not care much. Anyhow "Redefined" came from the song title "Pain Redefined" by Disturbed which I would like to hear right now but don't you mind. Sooo~ it is a sylistic device and by this means does not need to be correct.>D

All I wanted you to know is that I at the very least managed to read 13.^-^ It is not much and I always know it will not take long plus I like it but soemhow I never manage to do it nonetheless.u.û Only thing left now is to write some comments what definitely is a more demanding task. Especially since I just changed my mind about Mathis, the main character, again. Great, now I need to write something about him and limit it right away in another comment.*drop*

What do we all learn from this? Right, do no wait with comments until you have plenty chapters to read just because it is not easy to write comments. In other words: do not be lazy. Again.xD I am in favor of a little lazyness however...

That is why I am going to sleep and think about RPGs now. In case I do not write Wortspielerei...

Sweet dreams.^^

Fail

Autor:  life-says-hello
Hey everybody out there!

Up to now I did not accomplish anything. I did not write something except for a few lines, I did not draw, I did not read Faust, I did not answer Wortspielerei and I did not read 13. To sum it up in one sentence: I failed today. At least as far as things on my "To Do"-list are concerned. I do know why I hate those lists, they make me feel like I did nothing today.>D"

Not like I consider it too bad right now at least I do not try to. Yet the night is not over. I can still draw and get lost in it.^-^
Nevertheless it is too late to write anything intelligent for this blog today. I highly doubt I will find any motivation to do so.
That is why I am going to do a quick brainstorming on Ireland only. However short it might be it is still good for my abitur. After all this what all this is about, is it not?

So here we go: what do I still know about Ireland and its' history?
There were maaaa~ny fights. Most of the time it were civil wars, I assume. Religous conflicts between catholic and protestants exist nowadays still.
Ireland had to become indepenadt from the United Kingdom which was a long and violent progress. Unfortunatelly I do not recall any dates or steps anymore. They had this easterrising thing which actually nobody first considered a big deal but which later on became one when England overreacted and had the leaders of the rising been shot. That was when irish people did begin to join the independance movements. Concerning this movements there were at least two important leaders. Michail O'Conell and somebody I cannot name right now but who did become first president of the Republic of Ireland. O'conell and him, they had fights about the conditions served by the Kingdom according to which Ireland should not become a republic at once but something else instead? Something like this. My memory is leaving me alone on this one. Apart from this I remember the great starvation which some people consider to could have been prevented by the United Kingdom and which did leave deep scars on irish population.
I remember too what is called "the celtic tiger" to say the suddenly growing economic power of Ireland.
I remember opression, infections, slums, strange laws concerning religion, abolitions of these laws...well but about certain contains my memory is fuzzy.

Thus as a conclusion for today I proudly admit I successfuly deleted a lot of year before's knowledge.>DD" I very much disliked that term frankly. Now I need to do a revison on it. Otherwise I will get into deep trouble, I guess.

Anyway for tonight I will leave it alone. Revising what is left shall be enough for now.

Hopefully I will not fail on drawing now too. >D Good luck for whatever you are doing this night, we shall meet again tomorrow.^^

Simon

Autor:  life-says-hello
Hello, folks.^^

I sat down and started to write a story since I was too lazy to interprete something. You surley know that lazyness is no good at all, do you not?
Yeah, I got to learn this now too. Writing a story was harder, took longer and is not even finished by now.>D" In addition to this my shoulder is hurting again since my writing position is rather cruel for it.^^""
Anyway I wrote my text for today and I have a story I can continue. Maybe you will read it along maybe you will not. As for me I will turn to things I am better at now. Drawing for example.xD

So, enjoy the first chapter(?) of "Simon". By the way the character's name and the name of the story were given without any special purpose. I am no good with names.>D
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It was cold. Harsh winds pushed snow against the walls of my house and into my face. My lips had already begun to turn blue despite the fact that I had opened my door just a few moments ago.
In the middle of the night I had awaken to the constant ringing of my door bell. All sleepy and confused I had gone down wondering who would come to my lonley house at this time. Thanks to the icey temperature I was fully awake now and busily cursing winter.

Still, no matter how cold I felt the guy I was facing now had to feel a thousand times colder. If he still felt anything at all.
His head and body was smugged in snow, the white substance seemed to be smothered all over him. He must have rung my bell. As he spoke his voice was barley a whisper I was not able to hear through the wind’s howls.

“Sorry?”, shouting at freezing strangers might not be polite but I wanted him to understand what I was saying, “ I didn’t get what you were sayin’. I’ll simply take you inside with me, okay?” Without waiting for an answer I grabbed his hand and pulled him in. I could not endure this winds and snowflakes anymore and he could not either for sure.

After I had closed the door I became completly aware of how cold the stranger’s body was. His hand which I was still holding in mine did not seem to consist of flesh but rather pure ice. I could as well hold a piece of the nearby, frozen lake’s surface.
Quickly I let go of what did not appear to be human anymore. I wondered how the man managed to stay alive and make his way down to my house in this bad conditions. Or from how far away he came to my home. I forgot about the fact that he had disturbed my peaceful sleep and started worrying.

“Man, you’re more a snowman than anythin’ else. What the hell happend to you? Wait, I’ll get you somethin’ warm...”

Again I did not wait for an answer. Instead I hurried off to fetch towles, fresh clothes and a blanket. I guess it’s a bad habit of mine but I cannot help it. Not as if it mattered this time: the stranger did not say anything. He did not say anything when I rubbed off all the snow and recoverd that his hair was of a gentle wallnut tone. He even did not say anything as I carefully took of his clothes, and while helping him into the new ones, assuming from his stature that he must do some kind of sport.
In fact he kept silent until I pointed him towards my couch laying a colorfull cotton blanket around his shoulders.

“Sit down, okay? What do you prefere: tea or warm milk?”

“...tea...”

Both his voice and body shaking he slowly sunk onto the comfortable but old furniture which quietly sighed under his weight. His eyes had an absent touch, I noticed when I returned from my small kitchen, a pott of tea in my hands.
“Here we go, will you be able to hold it on your own?”, I asked with an sceptical glance on his still heavily quivering fingers, “It’s really hot too...”
The stranger slightly lifted his head and his eyes tried to focus on me. Obviously he had problems speaking and thinking. I did not wonder about this. I would have too if I had been almost frozen.
After a little while he manged not to talk to me but to give me a faint shrug and then a shake of his head. Afterwards he lowered his eyes, starring at the wooden floor. Refering to his last reaction I gently placed the tea on the little table in front of the couch and sat down beside him. I decided to leave him alone with questions for tonight.
Of course I was curious about what happend and it might not be wise to allow a complete stranger to stay at your house for the night but this young man did not seem to be a danger. In worst case I was in danger of being infected by the bad cold he surley would get. But that was all. Plus he would not have been able to explain anything to me anyway. So I joined his silence for a while.

“We should dry your hair while waiting for the tea to cool down a little.”

I went to the bathroom and fetched a hair-dryer my mum once forgot at my house after she had come up all the way from the South. It was of a strange rosé.
Nevertheless right now I was glad I did not throw it away the week before when I thought I could not stand this color anymore.
For ten minutes I was busy with my guest’s hair which was surprisingly pleasant when not hanging down all soaked and wet. Although it made him appear younger and more childish than he probably was.

“What’s your name?”

“...Simon.”

“Okay, Simon, I suggest I’ll leave you here with the tea and after you drank it you’ll go to sleep as I’ll do now. We’ll save up all my questions for tomorrow. You’re fine with this too?”

He nodded.

“Great. Take the other two blankets over there for the night, will you? I’ll turn on the heater too “, while talking I threw over the blankets and reached for the heater’s handle, “If you need anythin’ I’m sure you will manage to wake me up a second time. I’d be greatful if it wasn’t before nine o’clock though...”

Simon did not react to this and I left the room with a “Good night” heading for my warm bed.
So now I had a mysterious guest called Simon, last name unknow. Great.
I yawned all sleepy again and let myself drop into the soft pillows on my bed. Pulling my blanket close around me I wondered why Simon’s clothes had been such wet. This had been unusal even taking all the snow into account.

However this doubts only lasted a few minutes before sweet and gentle sleep took over control and led my thoughts to other,less complicated dimensions.

Check in

Autor:  life-says-hello
Welcome to my personal english practise place - that's what my weblog will be for the upcoming weeks.

Since I am about to graduate I think I really need to get training as far as my english writing abilities are concerned. Becoming aware of this I came up with the idea to consequently write texts in english for a certain time. That is what helped me in my last exam (thanks to Wortspielerei for offering me her time and chatting in english and reading my little essays).

I am not doing this simply for my own because writing texts nobody can read is rather pointless to me. Here anybody has the chance to read if her or she wants to but at the same time can simply ignore what I've typed if it bores one too much. I like it this way.^^

So what I will do now is uploading different textes in english just to get into the language every day. Types of these texts will vary from summaries, interpretations, stories to anything else that might struck my mind and appear to be necessary to practice.

I guess most of the time it will be stories or something about songs' lyrics. You can do everything with lyrics, can you not?>D

As a conclusion for this entry I want to admit that I did not know how to spell "practise"/ "practice".xDD Now I looked it up in my lovely Longman and surprise, surprise : both is possible! It's pretty great because I do not need to correct this word. Probably I should but this is only the "Check in" I might as well leave it alone and be happy.xD

Be happy with me and have a good day, fellows.^^