2006


  • 4:07

    Yes, I’m still awake. If I wouldn’t fear a weird dream like the ones I had the last few nights, maybe I would already sleep. Nobody’s online, not even my friends living in completely different timezones. To quote The White Stripes: “I just don’t know what to do with myself”. Yes, I’m that dozy that…

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  • Ricin

    (explicit content following) […]

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  • Archer Day 1, Year 2

    13.54. Wake up, turn the radio on. Faultline featuring Coldplay: “Your love means everything Part 2”. I feel so dull. I can’t remember the last time I woke up well rested. It must have been years ago. 13.55. I watch the hand slowly moving towards 14. In eight hours this day will finally be over.…

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  • 2020

    Having had to write the personal statement for the application to university and a discussion with Serge about whether we have a real influence on our lifes lead me to think about where I’m going to be in a few years and what I’m going to do. It is kind of irritating not knowing an…

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  • A reading

    Rebellmarkt did it, Fireball did it, now I’ve decided to do it, too: […]

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  • bleeding disease

    in between hackneyed gibberish and death-rattle meaningless hugs, some kisses farewell a hush glance at who nearly isn’t anymore screaming false friends, cyring children at his bed, loving silence at another one’s leaving so quietly bleeding decease pack your bags, don’t forget to take a clean shirt in heaven they are all beauteous void a…

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  • Strange And Beautiful

    Some songwriters just get it. […]

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  • goldcut (v)

    (metaph.) to be broken […]

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  • Hot Fuss

    With their roots in glam and New Wave, and their undeniable talent, the Killers have helped breathe fresh air into the current alt-rock scene. – Rolling Stone The Killers’ fantastic debut album Hot Fuss is one of my favourite albums. Formed in 2002, this band from Las Vegas plays some of the best synth rock…

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  • One (3)

    Stop searching someone who will love you and that person will find you. […]

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  • “Now we have to talk about Nora!”

    Only one exam left, a two and a half hours essay on modernist fiction – James Joyce and Henry James to be exact. Then, tomorrow morning at 11.30 a.m., […]

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  • The good old times (7)

    party at Michèle’s (July 28th, 2004)

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  • In a black mood

    Got me wandering, wondering where to turn. There are dark clouds gathering […]

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  • sick (heart)

    (note: people not having read this blog from the very beginning might want to read this entry first) The world is frozen. Everything is trapped under this blue ice hard as stone. The glazed frost forces me to move faster than I want to. In my headphones I hear Peter Gabriel singing that life carries…

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  • Insomnia

    Over thirty hours without zeds. Welcome to an insomniac’s life. 2 am. I’m trying every single method to get some sleep, none is crowned with success. Not even the strange proposition by one of my profs to “replace all vowels in the mother tongue when faling asleep”. I could create a whole new language if…

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  • You

    1321… (No, I won’t explain this one. :-p)

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  • Suffering

    Between birth and death lies desire, […]

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  • White lily

    She was enslaved. Watch her, manunkind, as her heart is burning. See her, slashing her wrists, as her faith is leaving. Remember her, cyring for help all her life, as she was slowly dying. She was raped. Not because of what He has done, not because of what she did, But because of what we…

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  • Who am I?

    Sometimes it feels as if my life was so unimportant it doesn’t even deserve a description of a whole sentence. At other times it is as if thousands of words could not even describe a single moment. For the last five and a half years I have been on a journey that was difficult more…

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  • A bit lost

    Have you ever remembered something of which you’re not sure if it ever happened? I have this one memory that has been floating through my mind for the past few days. I don’t even know why I remember it, maybe a smell, a sound or a touch is responsible. What drives me crazy is the…

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  • Blogbuerg

    The site is now officially listed on pa’s index of Luxemburgish blogs, the “Blogbuerg” :-)

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  • Mac meets Intel with an uninspired spot and Jack Bauer

    &Have you seen the new ad for the Mac now running on an Intel processor yet? When I first saw it I really liked it. And I still do – but not as much anymore. Although at first tons of websites reported that the idea for the video was stolen from a musicvideo by The…

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  • We are humanity

    Google’s shares go down in value nearly eleven billion dollars because they try to protect people’s privacy rights, in Russian temperature keeps falling as far as minus 61 degree centigrade and claims more and more victims, in New York a dead man is sitting in the subway without anyone noticing, in Germany a father aged…

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  • Why geeks and nerds are worth it

    A funny top 15 reasons list why geeks and nerds are the better boyfriends. Guys, spread that list among girls. :-) Link (via JensScholz.com)

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  • Anxious

    Here I stand, holding a possible future in my hand, […]

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  • Na’ima

    Finally the first post by a sleepless on this blog. […]

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  • The good old times (6)

    party at Rengel (April 4th, 2004)

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  • Keywords

    Some keywords by which people came on this blog. sad thoughts Well seems fitting… italian podcast I’d have been glad to help ’cause it would mean I knew a good one. thedrama.co.uk It’s something I’ll never understand: why google an url? nice christmas thoughts Gonna be tough to find some here… thoughts of great peoples…

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  • Quiescent

    “When did you first meet her?”, mother asked. “Five years and six months ago”, I replied. […]

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  • Knowledge is power

    A few weeks ago I was sitting in a café before school, reading the last pages of Dickens’ Hard Times. Around 9 o’clock, a group of people came in. I knew all of them. I knew which school they’re in, which class they’re in and I knew their names. Some of them I’ve even already…

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