My very honoured readership

I won't be blogging for a while. For exactly 3 months. This is because of many changes and great adventures in my life. But all those, who want to know what I'm doing, what I will be doing and in generall ... if I'm still alive: Check back in May!

But I'll be reading the blog in the meantime ... So Mone and Andi, keep me posted!

hilmar - therapeutic modelling

hilmar
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

(As you can see, the card in my camera is broken, but today's story is still evident)
Since the workload in my "office" is a bit low, I'm looking for other stuff to keep me busy. And apart from excessively clicking the "get mail" button, making paper models of EKG's or preparing to being able to sing a karaoke version of "Looking for Freedom", I am modelling fist-shaped characters.
That means that I'm holding clay in my hand and in the process of holding it, I create a face. Later, I paint them and sit them next to my radio on the table. (Am I crazy?)
Today my Dad found the latest of my creations, mistook it for a random piece of clay and started to knead it. When I saw this act of vandalism I hastily asked my Dad why he destroyed my Hilmar? He said that he wanted to know how it feels like.

sorry

Ureinwohner wissen immer wie spät es ist.

Bill Gates loves me!

A friend of mine forwarded me this e-mail. It's one of this group-spam-shit where they promise that you earn a lot of money if you molest your friends. I think the most scary part is where it says that Microsoft can and will track you (to send you money) .... haha very funny ...


This thing is for real. Rest assured AOL and Intel will follow through with their promises for fear of facing a multimillion-dollar class action suit similar to the one filed by PepsiCo against General Electric not too long ago.

Dear Friends; Please do not take this for a junk letter. Bill Gates sharing his fortune. If you ignore this, You will repent later. Microsoft and AOL are now the largest Internet companies and in an effort to make sure that Internet Explorer remains the most widely used program,
Microsoft and AOL are running an e-mail beta test.

When you forward this e-mail to friends, Microsoft can and will track it (If you are a Microsoft Windows user)? For a two weeks time period.

For every person that you forward this e-mail to, Microsoft will pay you $245.00 For every person that you sent it to that forwards it on, Microsoft will pay you $243.00 and ! for every third person that receives it, You will be paid $241.00. Within two weeks, Microsoft will contact you for your address and then send you a che que.

Regards

Charles S Bailey General Manager Field Operations
1-800-842-2332 Ext. 1085 or 904-1085 or RNX
292-1085



I thought this was a scam myself, But two weeks after receiving
this e-mail and forwarding it on. Microsoft contacted me for my address and
within days, I receive a check for $24, 800.00. You need to respond before
the beta testing is over. If anyone can afford this, Bill gates is the man.

It's all marketing expense to him. Please forward this to as many people as possible. You are bound to get at least $10, 000.00. We're not going to help them out with their e-mail beta test without getting a little something for our time. My brother's girlfriend got in on this a few months ago. When I went to visit him for the Baylor /UT game. She showed me her
check. It was for the sum of $4, 324.44 and was stamped "Paid in full"

Like I said before, I know the law, and this is for real.

Intel and AOL are now discussing a merger which would make them the largestInternet company and in an effort make sure that AOL remains the most widely used program, Intel and AOL are running an e-mail beta test.

When you forward this e-mail to friends, Intel can and will track it ( if you are a Microsoft Windows user) for a two week time period.

Try it; What have you got to lose!

Hooked on a feeling

On a lazy Sunday afternoon like today, all I need is a couch, a blanket and David on my mac!

malandar stories

while andrea is "dancing" with Julio Cesar, I went home to get my 4 hours of beauty sleep.. yeah.. I don't need more.. muhahahah..

whaaaaat a night.., karaoke in my kitchen, hair styling a la Farah Fawcett and again... our favourite club: Malandar.

Black Viper is still in the game! Bitch fight for Jose Antonio :)

holy rehearsal

Since the Semana Santa is slowly but surely coming in town, one of the many "bro'hoods" next to my flat is already practicing. You might probably know that the big deal during Easter is carrying virgins and sceneries from the holy bible through the streets. On the shoulders of about 50-60 strong men. *

So when I walked home from Andis place, half an hour ago, I just met 60 guys in front of my local super market, practicing with a wooden raft loaded with chunks of concrete. At 1 o'clock a.m.. hm.. that's what I call a secret mission!

caught them, passing by at my kitchen window...
*) and this getting carried-around-by-strong-man- thing let andi think of a combination between this and my birthday, which is this year Good Friday (silly name)

remembering summer

Seems like this foto shows me getting drunk at Calle Betis, talking with my good old friend Simone.. nothing special, just a girls night-out.... but DENKSTE!!!!

A closer look shows the truth: That night Simone was only talking "rhabarber" to me while augenflirting with this red-eyed latino in the back... tstststs...

TOMA!

OLÉ! I am back into this blog writing stuff!! Need to give a little input aswell.. But probably I am just having a little bit of a hard time here in Sevilla and I just can't find a good story, compared to martina's.

I am working in the Cafeteria, preparing breakfasts and putting dishes into the dishwasher. At the weekends, I work Wednesday till Sunday in the mornings, I am allowed to serve the tables.. juhuu.. Then I go to the university library to work. At the moment I am preparing my first german class, which I am giving today at 7. To Evita. My student. Just searched for a german song which would serve for a grammar exercise.. after some silbermond "kissing and lifting up in the middle of a university party" songs I found Alf Poiers "Chinasong" - musse esse bissi strasse.. That actually made me laugh...

Tomorrow I don't grill bacon and don't fry eggs, so I have time to work for my third work. Agentesdelanoche.com. pfu..

But time is still great here! I had my second flamenco class yesterday and the first part of the Sevillana I am learning is actually looking a little bit like flamenco.. little bit.. sometimes.. I just don't get this passionate feeling.. So I have more the Slow-Fox-Sevillana style..

but soon I will be one of the proud women who dance with passion and fire; who keep their shoulders down and their head up! I think I would deserve giving myself a little bit more selfesteem, more pride and more of "TOMA!" yeah... TAKE THIS!, my friend!

but I still need to convince myself to let this new attitude come through, and that's the hardest part.

Hmm ... What got me thinking today?

At my local DVD-Rental, the porn section is equally big as the "normal" film section and the video game section. Hmmm ...

Public Pools

My Mum has a swimming friend with whom she goes swimming. Today she took me, too.
But very unfortunately, it was warm-bathing-day (where the pool is just that wee bit warmer than usual) and it was seniors-discount-day ...
Well, I do like older people - They are swimming like a submarine with their head sticking out like a telescope and the girls are wearing beautiful bathing caps which looked soo retro. Just that it wasn't the latest fashion, those ladies where old for real (vintage for life). And so were their bathing suits and caps, their towels and feet, their hair and hairdos, just everything. I realized that I was swimming in a soup of chlorine and those people were like the soggy kind of croutons you'll find in your pot noodles the morning after a long night out.
After that, I slowly turned towards the stairs, got out of the water, into the shower, got dressed and drove home. And at home, I had another shower.

May I have your attention, please!

There are a couple of new links on the blog, all worth checking out.
One of them is from my friend Agata, currently living in London. At OMG! BLOG! She's frequently posting pictures about her life. And I like her pictures. Yeay!

late birthday present

late birthday present
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

My dearest brother Stefan gave me 27 packages of gum for my birthday.
But not ordinary gum. Fun-gum from the US.
Amongst them, cool brands like Dragonfruit Freeze Ice Breakers an instantly cold gum or Trident Strawberry Fusion in sweet and sour to be mixed in your mouth.
So 27 packages makes at least 270 gums and that leaves me tasting fruity for about 9 months. WOW!
Thanks Stefan.

Where's the poor lonesome cowboy, who's so far away from home?

While in Italy, I had a spare afternoon in which I decided to roam the internet for pictures of all the guys I ever had a crush on.

The first guy in my life that I had feelings for was Lucky Luke. I remember, I couldn't even read by that time, but it didn't matter, because love doesn't need words. Then came Terrence Hill, the clever cowboy who's handsome, funny and always a bit dirty - but in a sexy way. (We notice that ongoing cowboy theme, in my very early years!) Number Three in my life - and I was only about 11 years old - was McGyver. The cool handyman, who knows a solution to every situation. And anyone who ever had a mullet like him knows how brave a man can be.


But then something changed. When I reached puberty, I realized that if McGyver was suddenly standing in front of me, I'd probably wee my pants. So I started looking for more realistic characters. And guys like Michael J. Fox, Paddy Kelly or Jonathan Brandis (well known from series' like Seaquest DSV) started to attract my attention. They looked cute and harmless, but sadly enough, they weren't really talented.




I guess, those boys really marked the end of my Teeny-crush-era. Everyone that came after that was just more or less admired for his individual body parts. Like George Cloony's Eyes, Brad Pitt's jaws, Edward Norton's mouth and chin, ... But they didn't make it in my daydreams anymore. Instead real boys took their place. Boys I had seen at the bus stop, at the skate park or more likely, in school. But I have to admit they were equally out of reach.




Well I guess a few years have past since school and I traded day dreaming for much more interesting stuff. And nowadays I can say that I tend to go back to my roots. That is I still like cowboys a.k.a. brave guys who know what they want and are not afraid of taking the very same, but yet still have the honor of a cowboy i.e. they would never shoot a guy in the back and they treat women like ladies.

I'm well aware though that on the other side, those cowboys will never have the sleek metrosexuality of a David Beckham or the immaculate body of a Mark Wahlberg. But I don't really care, because firstly I like it rough anyways and secondly I know that you can take a cowboy out of the prairie, but you can't take the prairie out of a cowboy.

Pronto

group pic
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Two weeks in Italy. What can I say: I liked working again! I remember moaning about missing work, before Christmas.
Fabrica reminds me a lot of Werbeakademie in Vienna. Fast work flow, a lot of young people, searching for the "big idea". In my opinion, the people working in Treviso were the best thing to experience. They were all friendly, outgoing and intelligent. Not like college in London, where you hope that the occasional freak would cross your path in peace. But on the other hand, it was not as multicultural as London - no wonder, Treviso is a little Town in the countryside. But a cute one, after all.
While the students all seemed to work and act very professionally, administration was in a more experimental state. Maybe this was due to an ongoing process of change within the institute, who knows. For all I know now, I have to start applying for jobs, but avanti!
more pics on flickr

questions of importance

there are 2 questions which occur while living in Spain:

• is there a country where guys in general are that handsome but 10 cm taller? If yes, which one and how can I get there?
• how can one ever eat a sandwhich with tortilla in it?

I expect serious answers! please!!!!

Father Peeping Tom

You never guess what my mum a.k.a. Trudy did today...

She went belly dancing at church.

When I told this to Andi she instantly thought about "Muttertag"..
brilliant.. good luck, mum!

Wir wären nie gewaschenUnd meistens nicht gekämmt.

Die Strümpfe hätten Löcher,und schmutzig wär das Hemd.

Wir äßen Fisch mit HonigUnd Blumenkohl mit Zimt,

wenn du nicht täglich sorgtest, dass alles klappt und stimmt.

Und sind wir dir auch manchmal, oh Mutti, eine Last -

was wärst du ohne Kinder?Sei froh, dass du uns hast.

clowns with balls

once your are out of the country, the party still goes on... yesterday at valis new flat the male part of the good old linzergang once again showed that nothing´s too stupid! I would have loved to be there seeing this. Miss you guys & keep on jumping! this is real art, maaan!!!

AND THIS IS THE VIDEO!!! ENJOOOOY

member #1: 24Y

For my love, my lady and the seaaaaaa!



Just imagine being little asian boy in the yellow t-shirt.. ok?

fastiliarden of kisses and wishes and make yourself a great day in bella Italia!
Te queremos, corazón!

you're leaving?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

nose queen

What I've learned today!
"... nose kissing has been identified as one of the most common and unique gestures in Qatar. It is only practised between men when greeting each other. You meet and gently knock the nose one, two or three times. ..."
And also in Qatar, the nose symbolizes pride, self esteem and self-respect. So while in Europe people make stupid jokes about what once has been called a "Gesichtserker" (face-gazebo) - people in the east pay the right attention to the thing that is most prominent in our face.

Language, Sir!

Educational duty no.I

I read in the Economist (the second time I bought it... ) about the rules of verbal exchange. YES, there are rules. And in N.Y. city these are supposed to be a really big deal right now. Till this new trend arrives here in the southern desert of Spain, there will pass a few years, but I am prepared! So I thought about giving you a short insight into this new world of speech. (acutally I won't as I can see now, once finished writing...)

SIR Isaiah Berlin (what a name) died in 1997. Before he died he lived his life as one on the best conversationalists of DA WORLD! His friends said about him, that he was spinning and flipping through the subjects, letting oneself glide along with it for hours down a fresh river, whose banks where adorned woth beautiful horses... I bet the guy who wrote this was a masta speaker aswell... So researching today about Mr. Berlin made me discover about his theory of positive and negative liberty, about the difference between hedgehogs and foxes and I liked the statement about political decisions, which (in one sentence) shouldn't be made for their intented purpose, because the purpose may not occur but the means always will. (how poorly translated is this...)

So I just wanted to drop the name... and I feel really geeky, freeky and absoluteloodelidoo boring right now.. but I found that all so interesting.. and if I tell this story anybody face to face he will fall asleep, and this is the worst thing which can happen to the master-fox of conversation..

german link to mr. berlin, just if anybody wants to feel like wearing a black turtleneck and shell-rimmed glasses for a minute.. (do not use this at a date..lethal!!)

ich lese, du lest?

La andi and I have been talking about giving german classes today. Just for the sake of extra money and.. FUN! BUT have you german speaking guys ever thought about german grammar.. like different conjugations.. hm are there different in the universe of the german language? laufen, gehen, essen, machen.. hmm.. so the difference can't be in the ending.. then it came to my, me making feel ashamed, mind that each verb has got the ending -en. eeeeasy..and the endings are -e, -st, -t, -en, -t, -en. eeeasy!! So I felt like I reinvented mankind. then I discovered that "arbeiten" works different and I gave up.. pff.. let's start with all the counting stuff and the ABC.. and thanx to the brilliant lines: "haben, sein und werden sind die 3 hilfsverben auf Erden" and "AEIOU: alles Erdreich ist Oesterreich Untertan" we will sort out this languages thing perfectly!

A new era will spring upon me.

I'm going to Italy tomorrow. The winter holidays are over, my baby niece will leave tomorrow, too (with her parents). So everything will be back to normal.
My train is leaving at 11.10 in the morning, but I think my Mum wants me to be at the station at 9.00 (Just to make sure that I really get the train!) Maybe I can camp there tonight.

additional money

Today I worked at Santiponce in Patrick Swayze's restaurant serving huge amounts of beef and earning 8€/hour.

3 reyes magos

So the holy three kings arrived... nearly one hour late, but at least they brought some candies.. I positioned myself with master catcher "yummy" at the C/Reyes Catholicos.. just to give the whole procedure a dignified ambience. Waiting there, hungry and bored, next to 8 pubescent youngsters made andi feel sorry for the spottiest one. well, after tellin me this next to him he turned out to be german speaking.. nice. Girls at the age of 16 just care about your character young boy, so don't worry... ähm.. well.. candies?

We fought until the last carriage passed by and as you can see we got quite some candies, no? Although one of the "we got hit by puberty - and we love it" gang reached out for the candies with her umbrella... if anyone would use an umbrella catching candies!! where's the fun, girl? My wishes for the reyes magos are quite humble... love and all the status symbols this world can offer me.
if video below doesn't work, try here.. freakn upoad

holy moly!

The herold came to Sevilla yesterday, to ask us if the Holy Three Kings may enter the city.. nice.. I said yes.. so they are actually having the Cabalgata today from 5 p.m. till 9 p.m.. They are marching throughout the whole town, followes by 600 beduines.. So I already wrote my wishlist and I practiced my best smile for the picture andi will take of me sitting on Melchiors lap.. although I have seen Antonio smiling in the same situation and I cannot do it better... hihi.. so the town is crazy about christmas which actually is tomorrow.. the kings bring the presents.. so I better behave another day! And here some beautiful pictures from Plaza Nueva at christmas time.. which is now.. again..hm..

What's the Motto for this year

It all started in 2003, when I decided to give the summer a slogan:
I was sitting in Vienna, outside at Cafe Blaustern after school and decided that, in order to find love, I had to endue my quest for happiness with a positive notion. So I got up and announced to my friends the Summer Of Love! - Well, unless I count the sad love for chocolate or the love a dog shows to it's owner, I was missing out. After all, it was the male, handsome, sexy kind of love I was after.

So in summer 2004 I got a bit more cautious with my motto. I went for Summer Of Sex, Drugs And Rock'n'Roll! (I heard it had worked for previous generations.) And it did work, when I discovered mother bar early that year, I had finally found a place with a decent dancefloor that doesn't charge at the door. I was dancing ...
I can't remember whether I had a motto in 2005, but it doesn't matter anyway. The year of natural disasters didn't work well for me - it was one horrible year.
In 2006 I didn't choose a motto, but a friend of mine decided to dedicate the whole year to love. 2006 - the year of love! She found lots of love - sad love - BUT ... love.

So, and now it's 2007 and I'm thinking to generalise my slogan, something a bit more vague. 2007 the year of Rectitude? of Adventure? of Mouse?

..and a happy new yeaaaar

My hair is black. I wanted it dark-chocolate-brown and it's black. Is this a good omen for 2007? well, it has to be because the new year is already full of new challenges. I started with an easy one: selling stuff on ebay. I may be an early adapter concerning internet stuff, but ebay scares me. It's just too huge. And now they got me. I'm trying to get rid of my old mp3 player... so, if anybody wants it: it's aaaawsome! BID FOR IT NOW!!

New Years celebrations were fun. Simone and me spent midnight with real cowboys, 12 grapes, champagne and waltz dancing. I was asked weird questions like: "are you spanish?" (yeah!!! I made it!), and "where did you win your belt?" (what???? needed some seconds to understand that the cowboy really thought that I won it at a rodeo contest!). And once more I noticed that HIGHHEELS SUCK!!!

However, watch out babes, it's a new year, new luck, new loves, new jobs, new hair. HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYBODY!!! Music tip for these days: jamie cullums "next year baby"