::moviestar::

Is anybody familiar with this weirdo feeling when you are in a situation and you kind of see yourself from the outside? well, this happened to me yesterday, and I really don't know if it was the best comedy ever, a freaky drug movie or just a very sad drama.
Well, as it is almost the end of the month and money is scarce I decided to "pre-glow" at this free drinking and eating AG party... and suddenly I saw myself standing in a very small room with 30 ÖH guys who started to hold their hands to their hearts and singing (with one guy at a piano), no joke, the hymn of the Aktionsgemeinschaft... hehe...I took away the lyrics... I think the best verse is:

Wenn du einst im hohen Alter

so mit einunddreißig Jahrn'

dein Studium beendest

lass nicht alle Hoffnung fahrn'.

Denn da ist noch wer, da gibt's noch wen

der spürt genau dieselbe Kraft

die ihn weitertreibt, ein ganzes Leben lang

AktionsGemeinschaft.

yes, it was shocking for me... unbelievable inner laughter.. hope nobody noticed my inner fight with my tears. Thank God we went to Strandbar Herrmann afterwards... this kind of fixed me again..

what shall we do with the drunken sailor?

as you all might know.. at least people living around me - tomorrow is the day! My holidays will start at 8pm and i am so looking forward, you can't imagine.. While the others (what a generalizing term... "the others"), so andi and verena and boni and simon and italian, spanish, turkish guys and moms are in buddha club as usual on a monday, i am home doing my last tax fu**!%*&* law stuff. I already finished for tonight, coz I am really tired... ohhh sad.. BUT the bad thing: i can never sleep when I am nervous. and right at this moment my eyebrow started to shiver... loosing control over my body!... oh no, not again.. ok. back to my story which is again an inner monologue. (no andi, not a manolologue!) So to get rid of my inner stress I got myself a beer from our well sorted fridge.. I found some g'spritzte in there, vodka, lime sirup, carott juice and loads of eggs... who the hell eats all the eggs..anyways. So above you can see my bed table for tonight.. A highlighter, for the colourful dreams, a book, to make it look a little sophisticated, some feet cream, for flip flop feet, and my hair comb for the perfect hair-do in the morning. But it still feels weird having a beer all alone in bed watching ORF 2 TV... hm. I think it's ok... is it? Will have a sip now and enjoy my one-man party.. one man? ya right... where? hello?

good morning fishbone...

hm. fantastic donauinsel-weekend is finally over. i had the best time at fettes brot and jazzkantine yesterday. and krautfleckerl at night. poah. hot and fatty..mmmmhmmm.

and how can you start a new week better than having a good hangover breakfast? so i had some of those very sour anchovy-filet-rings-with-a-caper-in-the-middle and now i have a tiny little fishbone somewhere in my throat...yes.. good feeling... it is somewhere near that point where you have to puke when you touch it.
ok, smart andi already drank a whole 1,5 liter bottle of water and had another stulle because verena said eating helps.

conclusion: sickness has me and this bone is still there...

let's talk about tax baby

dumdidumdidumdidooo... ok.. there is somthing called self motivational factor. this is - at the moment - something I don't have. Definitely! Another 2 days (ahhhhhh!!!) to go until i have my last exam at university and I am not that concentrated as tax law is asking me to be.. but i think this has to do with my changed activity times. I changed from a day active human to a night loving one.. probably this is some personal-evolutionary thing. like puberty, but more entertaining for oneself. So I pay attention to oswaldo sanchez (the mexican goalkeeper), to linzblog (desperately waiting for our new contributors to FINALLY WRITE!!!) and to my caffeine level (to keep me awake longer, to study the things I haven't read during the day). yep.. sing along: "that's the way" ahaha "i like it ahaha!"

silently weeping part II

what's the best thing to do if you're desperately waiting for a simple call although you know it'll never come?? hm??? ideas??? I'm happy for any suggestions!! simone has already run out of constructive sayings... wow!

landfestival

nicht mehr traeumen,
Von 8. bis 10. Juli ist Landfestival
bei Simone im Muehlviertel.
Betten gibt's genug im Haus,
wer's lieber einsam mag, nimmt sein Zelt mit.
Die Jause kommt vom Spar und der Griller steht bereit.

Ein Wochenende mit Freunden.

Anreise von Wien bis Lasberg mit dem auto.
Anreise von Linz bis Lasberg mit dem auto.

Mit dem Zug geht's bis Linz und dann Richtung Summerau bis Kefermarkt bzw. Lasberg. Da müsste dann wer abholen fahren - auch kein problem!

Wunderbare Jahre

Bei dem durchforsten alter Daten bin ich heute auf eine gewisse Liste gestoßen und ich dachte, es wäre an der Zeit alte Sager wieder aufzuwärmen.

Kann sich noch jemand an die Tage erinnern, in denen Mones Mutter sich an Bäume gekettet hat und mit Transparenten wie "rettet die Pappel" für die Zeitung poste? Als wir drei "Mehlwürmer" im Bett beim "schloppa" ertappten? Als Hüte zum neuen "Ausgeh-Penis" ernannt wurden und "Vitamin-Bomber" nicht nur im Urlaub eigentlich "huaschn" waren. Das waren die Zeiten, in denen der "Wülli" noch rebelieren konnte, die "Bestellung für Tisch drei" immer pünktlich ankam und wir uns alle insgeheim fragten: "Wo ist Afrob?"

hair, anyone?

hair, anyone?
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

I knew, I've seen mone's hairstyle befor. I just couldn't remember where.

This is the pic we took 2 years ago, when we were all young and already a bit drunk, i guess.

bending on a friday evening

bending on a friday evening
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

while everybody is out, having a good time, I'm at home trying to get rid of my CD's.

And next time you wanna handle your CD with care - FORGET IT - they are undestroyable.

I thought scratching will do it, but they still showed up on my computer. So I'd to break (or at least bend) them. But they either burst in thousand pieces or they were tough like gum.
And I remember people saying "don't touch my CD's you'll destroy'em" pha, I wish I could.

say hello to our new member!

hey val! also du musst dich glaub ich erst mal HIER einloggen und deinen account aktivieren... sonst kannste nix bloggen ey!!

kleines Blog-Vokalbular:

bloggen - ich blogge, du bloggst,...

der blogger - der, der bloggt

die blogosphäre - Die Gesamtheit aller Weblogs bildet die Blogosphäre. lt. wikipedia

du kannst also nicht geblogged werden :) und du bist jetzt ein official blogger! kannst also loslegen! zum fotos raufladen brauchste DAS HIER

viel spaß!

to be as like as two peas in a pod

the guy is prof. sch. from the chair of law at university - and I am his biggest fan. At least I look like him since I have my new hair-do....

jésus de gran poder!

due to my hardcore revising session for my tax law exam on tuesday, i have a lot of time to surf the web.. and i checked out bild.de for some quality information... unbelievable what bul**** one can find there.. although I really liked the "jesus diet" :

:: Sabbat-Linsensuppe aus dem Heiligen Land
Zwei Tassen Linsen über nacht in kaltem Wasser einweichen. Drei Zwiebeln würfeln, glasig dünsten, etwas Honig zugeben. Zwiebeln und Linsen schichtweise in eine Auflaufform füllen. Dazwischen etwas Kreuzkümmel, Salz und Koriander streuen. Obendrauf eine Tasse Gerste verteilen. Mit Wasser bis sieben Zentimeter über der Mischung auffüllen. 24 Stunden bei niedriger Hitze im Ofen backen. Hin und wieder Wasser zugeben. Mit Fladenbrot servieren.::

(Sabbat lentil soup "holy land" style)

and as a drink .... water or Do It Yourself Wine?

and according to bild.de the movie which suits my zodiac sign most is: tatataaaaaa: con air... nice!

silently weeping at university

yes, indeed.. another sad story of my life. Not only that I missed the night out yesterday at buddha ( the last monday in this semester!!!) no, I missed it and got nothing in return.. I was a little bit excited yesterday to meet my futurous diploma thesis supervisor in spe.. But he was just rejecting me!! Or better: he didn't know what I was talking about in my short exposée because he never heard about RFID... (don't worry if you don't know it... i won't tell anyone..). So I went to bed at 11 to be all fit in the morning, to float in his office to pipe "juhuuuuu, finally I am here, I know you waited too long..." and now! NIX, nada, niente! No fun, no diploma thesis. grrr... Tuesday, 21st sucks.

:::andi's song:::

"Are you gonna blog this?" yes...in fact I was requested to blog my 5 min of dirty dancing... and it's an honor! I really feel that this linzblog here is a good thing for mankind...at least we have some silent readers..

well..yesterday I was shaking the hell out of buddha... very 80s, very whitney housten, very bon jovi and very jackson. And when patrick swayze started to sing about former times I knew that mr a. who was blue again in both ways would make his way from empty balcony through the pack and find me to kick of a profi-mambo. means that we now officially have a song... and such a unique one...hihi. the only thing we really have to work on is the heaving stunt.

poah.. an easter egg

funny amusement when you are bored... try this and experience a poah-experience!!!

step 0: start icq

Step 1: Click on the Main Button
Step 2: Select preferences and security mode
Step 3: Go to the satus mode Tab
Step 4: Put the mouse cursor in the middle of the empty space
Step 5: Hold The Ctrl+Shift Keys and while holding them Click on the Left and Right Mouse Buttons together (Left button first)
Then you should see the ICQ Devils : The Creators of the ICQ Products.

today small things are enough to make my day... after hours of eMarketing presentations and a rotten avocado!

wtf

wtf
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Comin' from a good family background, I'd honestly have never expected this to happen to me.
Yesterday at 2sth in the morning this little bastard crawled up my desktop which was leaning against the wall. But the poor guy made his way to the wrong neighbourhood. He found his peace under my original, brazilian havaianas.

At least he died classy, that little p****.

Faszinierend

Warum ich das Wort Maetressen-Huhn-Esser-Team so mag? nun, weil es von hinten gelesen, dasselbe wort ergibt.

sollte uns das nicht zu denken geben?

what a feelin'....

...today we were in c++ programming hell again. and for the first time I had something like a clue.. and then I just wanted to delete a tiny little wrong word when suddenly the delete key got stuck and I watched all the code lines disappearing.. line after line... slowly but surely... poah... and the course leader standing behind me and laughing his ass off... what a feeling.. my schweißausbruch of the day!

all that's left

all that's left
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

oh no, It's done. The car is booked for 3 to pick up the boxes and I'll be left with my beloved mac and the stuff I want to bring to austria for the summer.

It's sad.

the smell of success

uck... just found that on orf.at - men are lead by the scents of their perspiration when they are shopping? i think i will need a few minutes to think about that...

but... why?

What the hell is going on today?? crazy illin' in philly is all what I can say. First I got up at 6.. exam started at 9, so I left home at 8.. thought there is a lot of traffic on the viennese uhm.. belt - guertel street. So, me and my co-driver andi thought, why not drive parallel to this street through all the tiny streets with no name in the 17th and 18th district.. after driving 4 circles, due to one-way roads, we finally came out at waehringerstrasse and--- surprise surprise there was no traffic at all.. Nowhere! At uni the exam was the only thing which was predictable and it was quite easy. leaving lovely university at 10 made nd and me think about going food shopping also to get some mineral water stock. so... when we drove to university in the morning we saw this lovely merkur market somewhere along the way.. - we had our mission! soon i took the wrong turn to the left and we ended up in waehringerstrasse. again! found a nice market and I bought Salzgurken (salty gerkins just sound sh***). and there was a billa which should sell water, but this one didn't.. why? hm... but the first lightening strived me there and my shoe was stuck in the entrance door mat. Couldn't get it out, finally took my shoes off to clear the way for two men who wanted to get the hell out of billa. so journey goes on! and how lovely... there I found myself behind a biological waste car and surrounded by 25C. Lovely.. Car windows up and ventilation off. again a long journey until we finally found merkur and andi was so excited that she yelled in the car.. me too.. a little.. At home I spilled curry sauce over my script which i should actually study right now and I can't wait for some other pesky happenings today.. still 10 hours to go!

moving part 2

moving part 2
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

that's what i call progress

my iTunes

itunes
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

and If I'm free for the next nine and a half days or so, I just listen to my 3241 songs.
great

strengh lies within

strengh lies within
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

That's it,
I've to move out of my flat. (Although I had sworn to myself to never EVER move out of this flat, for my time being in London.)
But I found a new method of packing.
! I sit in a comfortable lotus position and my mental strengh helps putting all my stuff in the boxes !

By now I've menaged to "fly" one book in the box, but I'm certain that once I've opened my foot chakra I'll be much quicker.
Any ideas on how to reach one's inner voices?

the origin of love

i need to share this sooooooo cool lyrics of this song with you, my dearest three readers of this blog... it is from the movie 'Hedwig and the angry inch' which saw on friday at claudia's place with other friends from work. read it, I like it...

I really like this t-shirt!

burn baby burn!! :-(

tutti frutti

may I introduce to you - the red fruits day. And, just for colour contrast reasons, which a really art interested person like me, with an amazingly huge theoretical background, like me and fruit passionate red lover, like me... huh?(lost in sentence..).. the lemons had to go on the picture.. i like these pics - sunshine again in vienna and strawberries and 1kilo of tomatoes to make this thin, wishy-washy, nearly tasteless diet soup... ahhh, nice! but as a matter of facts - the reddest tomato in da house is andi!

shoe shub di doooo

muah... simone was faster in blogging yesterday's happenings down, so... to sum it all up I just can say that me and my three pairs of shoes joining me had the best time!

but there's one thing she forgot: the bwz community is larger than expected. we also met vice-mister-bwz udo in the big humanic center in the afternoon AND this strange atv-mq-"I wanna beat up mr. J at the bwz buffet"-guy AND another colleague who didn't want to know us ... hrmpf.

yes and how can one spend this sunday better than watching films with regional background (original translation according to LEO for "heimatfilm") about miss kirschwasser, ordering the new harry potter book and listening to simone's performance singing along the songs in her ear... the oooorigiiin of loooove....?

die piefke saga

this lovely saturday night, or rather sunday early morning i found myself with andi and j. at the würstel stand.
j: (watching a dove picking some bread crumbs and suddenly flying away)
always this fucking rats!!
NG: mah der schenste von gaunz wien..

....and me looking like a bus when all of a sudden mr. professor BWZ a.Sch***** bought a Bosner next to us... :-). and the sun was shining like a spot on ... well... him.. and what can i say..
what made my day was coffee with andi and jan at aux gazelle, fun at passage with andi, j. joining us in the club after his party odysee, seeing r. at café leopold when we were all too hungry to be somebody's saturday night entertainer, mr. sch. at the würstel standl and my comfy bed.

back from barcelona

back from barcelona
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Hola; Just came back from barce. This constant breeze from the sea almost blew away my wig; I got the typical toury-burn: red forehead, red nose and my t-shirt superimposed on my skinn. (that's how spanish people love the english) The olympic pool with a marvelous view was closed to the public, but looked quite spooky anyway.

see ya on the 28th

shambala

This is the one and only live- real time blog..hui hui hui... we just came home from such an amazing bar.. I really don't dare to tell you where this bar is.. but, hell, you know me.. I'm telling every single bit - even the most uninteresting one.. so it's called shambala and is in the le meridien hotel in vienna..BUT.. no, it's not super posh and no, it's not "you are such weird students, why do you go there to the old men and try to look as if you are one of the guests" thing.. really. First go there - then judge! so. we brought some souvenirs from our night journey.. some coasters and a button from buddha club.. peter pansky:I am watching you! i was really good and i can tell you: as sober as a judge! good night!

Jack the Ripper

Let's do it! If students have nothing to do on a thursday early afternoon.. they search for things lying around... today we found a cold-wax epilation stripe. sent to us by the almighty hand of wienerin, our connection to the trends and in-things. warm it up-stick it on-press-and - RIP THE MO****** OFF! yeeeaahaaa!

good morning starshine

why is it, that sometimes you think there is nothing really important, than sleeping, watching TV- series, reading, thinking, also about the things you really should do the next days and worrying about your friends, which you haven't seen in weeks ( at least some of them). hm.. I guess sometimes it's the time when people think about themselves more than some other time and as I can say from my point of view, this is quite stressing me out! I think i will stop and keep it all going.. but hell, what?

DO-SO

wochenende.. wie schön! am donnerstag war ich in der wohnung und hab meine unersättliche gier nach desperate housewives Folgen gestillt.. ja ich weiß - nicht schon wieder eine mehr die das schaut... - aber jeder wie er will..so! ausserdem war ich ja doch wo.. bei der nachhilfe.. ja ich und meine verzweifelten C++ code-programmier gruppen mit-freaks georgio und jannemann gehen zur nachhilfe.. bei einem 20 jährigem genie! ja, irgendwann steht man an, mit seinem Können und wenn dann die hausübungen fällig sind, muss man sich, ganz im sozialem sinne, an die jüngere generation wenden und um unterstützung bitten.
dann bin ich ja doch noch kurz wohin.. ins caffé latte.. mit der verena und der andi und dem boni, aber der war gleich weg. die schlechteste bedienung wo gibt sag ich nur.. freitags dann uni bis ende nie... und in se evening.. "heimat"!!.. MQ mit andi und dominik und tobi. weiter gings dann noch ins europa - wo der Dj danuce eingentlich auflegen sollte aber war wohl nix. statt dessen BWZler soweit das auge reicht... der große und der bruder.. wie sie bei uns heißen. tobi hatte einen zopf, oben, und dominik ist wieder frei und andi ging mal raus, hermann trug eine toga. ja war schon lustig. ja und nicht zu vergessen: das BWZ ländermatch. samstag 10:00 marswiese, wien 17.. deutschland-österreich. unsere nett anzukuckenden (ganz diplomatisch) uni kollegen schlugen sich die knie blutend um 100l bier ihr Eigen nennen zu können..oh captain mein captain! ja leider leider 4:4. war wohl nix. Am nachmittag österreichisch-türkischer kulturaustausch meinerseits. marhaba! am abend war dann diese abscheuliche carmen nebel show in ORF2.. selten so was gräßliches aufgeschnappt, wie diese 3 minuten..ick! besser schlafen.. so wie jetzt auch.

london city pics

ok.. some mo'
:: short description ::
#1 - regents channel next to camden market.. quite lovely to have a walk, but even better to dump rubbish in as on might see, looking into the water
#2 - martina ski jumping
#3 - a stencil sprayed by banksy right next to jamie oliver's fifteen. really cool as I think, and there are loads around this area.
#4 - world's best ice cream... the vermonster. maple ice cream with the caramel swirl and pecan nuts.. just for good archaeologists, innit martina?
#5 - fifteen from the outside...
#6 - THIS is my blister... or rather on of my two which I got on friday after the embers of my cigarette fell on two of my fingers while holding a glass of beer in the same hand.. and I just couldn't drop my fresh glass of beer.. so i decided to let it burn.. yep.. that sucker hurt.
#7 - me ski jumping
#8 - me in front of the theater in shaftesbury avenue with my dear, david swimmer.. ROSS!!!
#9 - and sitting in bricklane with some friends of martina and barb.
that's it.. unfortunately you can never take the atmosphere home...but you can always return - HA!

pics of them girls

here we go.. a smart collection from the london pics... including the "anti depression picture with me laughing my ass off" and some more pics of martina and me.. as you may see.. I wer my sunglasses.. ;-)
some more will follow..