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Name: Manda
Birthday: 5/22/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: everything--with the exception of biology, chemistry... and math. im studying theology (and possibly archeology in the near future) in Marburg, Germany. my dog, she's the best! thymie girl! she came all the way with me from chicago! (o:
Expertise: german... im such a german freak... tilman... and now NEW! hebrew! hahaha... not an expert, but ill be one by the end of this semester!
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  FriedlichLiebe05
MSN: hiddinhomeland@hotmail.com
ICQ:  257208329
Yahoo:  FriedlichLiebe05
Member Since:
3/25/2004
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| well, im back in the states, and officially staying... for a LONG time. but im really happy about it. while i was in germany, i really just wanted to be home.
now im using my time to scrapbook with my aunt, hang out with my cousins, spend lots of quality time with my dad and karen, buy starbucks vanilla cremé... and work, of course!
ive been a bit happier lately, because of the friendship i have continued with tilman... we fixed things, and i feel so much more relaxed bout the whole thing now. we talk when we get a chance... and sms sometimes.
i will admit that i feel sad because of the stuff i had to leave behind me... the whole idea of germany was lost when i got on that plane to come home... but a new idea of here, and strengthening my family has gotten a lot more important. i was talking with my aunt yesterday, and she was reviewing the fact that i first went to germany for the year when i was only 17, and she said that was awful young... but i just think of it as an early learning experience... and now i know how much more i appreciate my life in the states... even more than i ever would have, im sure. and while my family seems to be falling apart... well, already fell, im also really happy with the fact that i, now on my own, can build relationships with whomever without taking input from anyone else... i am free to love everyone, even though they can be bitchy or jerky (as every human can and will be) but i can move past that, and just have fun with them. they dont judge me, they support me through everything, and that is more than i ever thought i could expect from an already awsome family. i missed out on a lot of things as a little kid... i missed out on getting to know each one of my family members - my dad, grandparents, and others - for who they really are... and not just some stupid judgement made unfairly. im happy they give me a chance to get to know them... and dont hold me to the same historical grudges that so many seem to have these days. thank god for forgiveness, and power of self thinking.
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| GOO GOO DOLLS LYRICS- Better Days
And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
Cuz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
And desire and love and empty things
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again
And it's someplace simple where we could live
And something only you can give
And thats faith and trust and peace while we're alive
And the one poor child that saved this world
And there's 10 million more who probably could
If we all just stopped and said a prayer for them
So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again
I wish everyone was loved tonight
And somehow stop this endless fight
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again
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| back in the states.... work work work work work... and thats what my life looks like right now... i guess i should just be thankful that i have such a great job... though children screaming can get really old real fast!
k.... back to work.
for all of my usa buddies, give me a call if u want to get together!
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| - after all this time less than a week til my plane takes off for the great ol USofA!!! im pretty excited... i cant wait to see everyone... and drive my car... i really cant wait to drive... i think, besides the people, thats the thing i miss most when im here...
this will also be the last sunday talking with my dad and karen on the phone! it's a weekly ritual... i really like it... i get to catch up on the world im missing so much of... being so far aways is easy in the fact that your only duty is to write email, letters and post cards... but it is extremely difficult, cause all i want to do is be able to see them, and talk and laugh with them... and i cant.
i have a few pictures on my fridge... okay, i have MANY pictures on my fridge... but anywho, this one is one of my favorites:
my dad and me in january of 1990... im 3 years old
im just so small... and he is my hero. at heart, every daughter is a daddy's girl... and i think we always stay that way... the first "men" in our lives prove to be hugely important... in a lot of aspects... which man i choose to marry, what types of things i like to do in my freetime... my dad taught me to swim, dive and jump off a diving board- one of my most memorable and fun past times for years. he used to leave a cut up orange for me when he left for work, and leave a little note with it... i still have one... we spent summers camping, swimming, rollerblading... all forms of sports... and winters were spent sledding, building the coolest snow igloos with him and my childhood dog, shyba... and we'd drink hot chocolate while sitting in them... we went to disney world (one of my very first airplane rides... if not THE first). i loved being his little girl... like an own world. i wonder if he knows how much i still remember... although not everything im sure...
the bit more current photo on the fridge:
my dad and karens wedding a few years ago
today we look a bit different than in 1990... im 18, 19 in only a few months, and he is... a young old guy... haha... he'll love me for that one... hehe...  i love this picture too... actually, last year it was the one picture that i asked karen to send to me while i was in germany... it used to sit on my shelf at home, nicely framed... now it might be degraded to a plastic frame on my fridge, but i love just to have it with me...
im really glad he's my dad. we dont see eye to eye on everything, but he treats me with the most respect i could possibly ask for... he lets me do wrong things, but helps me fix them after i learn the hard way that he was right...
for him, who always has a level head, he who always has a str8 answer (without the selfish crap mumbo jumbo)... and he who has always tried to help me. no matter what, he seems to know what to do, when everything goes horribly wrong. i appreciate him lots. so, a big thanks to my dad... i miss him. he still is a hero today... though my views have been clowded over the years by other things... i know he isnt perfect... but who is? | | |
| music choice thanks to my little sister Stephi
Ice Age Soundtrack... by Smash Mouth
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