When I type 'American', it suggests 'pancakes'. America. The continent of fried cakes. Sounds marvellous :D

My current living arrangements are proving to be a bit more trying on my nerves than I first anticipated. From having had a whole apartment to myself, I now share facilities (bath and kitchen) with three other girls. An arrangement that I eagerly agreed on because I hadn't tried co-housing before (or what in my native tounge literally translates as "collective", which sounds vagualy hippish, doesn't it?) and I wanted the experience. It has been seven weeks - and the kitchen is slowly transforming into a battle ground. The kind that is made up entirely by bread crumbs, sticky counters, a culmination of beer bottles and what-better-not-be-an-a

Hi, my liebchen, my dears, it has been awhile! How have you been? Are you still around? Who would have thought that my little hiatus would last this long, that I'd be gone for nearly half a year. Not me. My idea was to stay offline for a month or two while I tidied things up a little on a personal plan. Drawing has always been my favorite means of distraction (when life get too stressful, turn to paper and pencil, it always work) - and distractions was excatly the thing I had to remove in order to concentrate properly on getting my priorities right: namely reconnect with friends and family, get back to school, clear my head, getting used t