ROCK’N ROLL KID

THE GIRL AND HER GEEK GLASSES

My glasses are slightly too big and my hair is always a mess.
I hum and sing off key, but don’t care what you think of me when I mouth the lyrics of the songs I listen to on my Ipod. Music is my lifeblood, without it I suffer from respiratory distress and may die a slow and painful death. While music is my boyfriend, it feels as if I am the wife of a video game and have an illicit affair with books. One night stands with films and comics happen fairly often, as well. I’d call myself a promiscuous popculture junkie :)
I live off enthusing about all or nothing, cannot do without it. Rambling and ranting are my favourite pastimes, I live on babbling away about it all. You name it, I probably talked about it and at some point moved my hands through the air enthusiastically. To call me a chatterbox is quite the understatement, once I start talking… let’s just say even I fear that this mouth of mine will run away with me and that will be that.
I have no passion for poetry, but adore lyrics and prose. I vanish into fantasy worlds and leave them with a feeling of weltschmerz and loss, only to revisit that sorrow again and again.

In one of all the realities that are out there, I study English and Japanese studies in Germany and at the moment I am an exchange student in Tsu-shi, Mie Prefecture, Japan (aka in the middle of picturesque nowhere).

Primarily this blog is written to record my adventures and travels during my year abroad in Japan, but knowing me I will start ranting and raving about Things I Enjoy soonish anyway. Because once I start talking about what I like, I do not seem to stop….

42 FACTS about me, my life, the universe and everything else:

This is an ongoing project because I do not consciously catalogue things about myself and am able to write them down all at once. Sometimes it happens and sometimes I remember those and actually write them down.

1. I don’t really like my first name. I imagine a totally different person than myself, when I hear that name and so do many other people. (At least that’s the impression I have sometimes.) I don’t know, I just don’t think it fits me. I wouldn’t change my name though, because first and foremost I have no idea what other name I should use then. And second my parents choose this name for me and even though it doesn’t have a special meaning to them (gods, how I wish it did!), it was their choice for me, their daughter, to be named nadine and somehow that makes me happy and also a little bit proud. (Don’t ask, I know it sounds strange.) I also think, upon further reflection, that it might help me grow as a person if I accept the name I have been given and grow into it. Show the world that even though they might imagine someone different with that name, this is in fact as nadine as it gets ;D

2. Despite 1. I am a fan of nicknames and proud to be called by them. (I have collected quite a few over the years, although these days it’s either nadine or… ;))

3. Mostly I don’t like it when people touch things that are mine. If their hands reach for my notebook for example and ask nicely “May I?!, I might agree, but otherwise I don’t like it. Especially when it comes to things like my notebook or my organizer: It’s private, so hands off! Or at least ask if you would like to have a look… There are time when I wish to show off some things, too, but in general I do not like it if people are too grabby. (Doesn’t happen too often, though.)

4. I sing along silently when I listen to music on my Ipod. I move my lips, but of course I make no sound because I don’t want to annoy anyone with my singing. Also I’m not confident enough to just sing (out loud) in public. Although I actually do sing sometimes when I think no one is around. (It makes waiting for the bus so much more pleasant. But also embarrassing at times, when I am not as alone as I thought I was ;D) But the other day (I think it was 120210, I actually heard someone practice their trumpet at the beach. And just at the spot where I come to sing out loud sometimes. I was so happy!)

5. I love pens and notebooks. I scribble all the time I wish I could draw so it would make more sense to carry a notebook around with me. (Or if I was a writer, then I’d use it for ideas.) So it’s mainly an extended memory, because I firmly believe that I am the most forgetful person in the entire world. I used to call them my “remembrance”.

6. I adore my blog(s). I truly love to blog. But I wish I was patient enough to actually keep a real diary. Every year I want to try anew, but so far I can only manage about five entries and that’s not much at all. I wish I could bring myself to write about my life on real paper and not just type it up on my keyboard and then post it on the internet or just leave it in some random word document. :// I would also like it to blog more publicly and also more organized and more frequently. I wish I could be part of something like a really cool theme blog :)

7. I make lists for everything and anything. Mostly shopping and to-do lists, but also for other things. There are “to-smurfing” lists around. Post-its are another obsession of mine, I love to use them to highlight things and of course as a reminder to do this and that.

8. I am rather peculiar with fiction, sometimes. Often. Maybe even with life. When a character dies or does something I just cannot imagine him/her/… doing, sometimes I cannot continue with the text (be it a book, show or even game). My heart breaks too much. I always thought of that as a failing, but recently – 140811 – a friend told me she likes that about me. It made me extremely happy, because I have always thought other people think of me as pathetic or stupid because of that.

9. Whenever I look at the full moon, I think of Remus J. Lupin. It’s silly, but true. (One of my favourite characters of all time, I believe. Ever since I’ve read Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban for the first time the fascination for Remus has been with me.)

10. I am rarely on time. I am 10 minutes too early or five to ten minutes too late, but somehow I cannot manage to be on time. (I am too early in order not to be too late, though. It seems that whenever I deem to be the right time to leave the house in order to be on time, I end up being too late. That is probably because there is so much to do on the way. Pick up this and that and be too lazy to run for the tram in the end…)

11. Sometimes I am reluctant to finish texts, because I do not want to part from them. So I keep them “on-hold” in order not to really have parted from them yet. (120215 For example at the moment that would be the Kimi ni todoke anime ;))