sushi with lassi and hummus

I have gone to ISS for a very long time. If anybody knows what ISs stands for or what it should stand for then its me: commitment, diversity and openmindedness. these should be the true values of ISS society.

Sadly enough some recent people at the top of things messed this special spirit up a bit, but its slowly resurfacing. and even it the big guys do bullshit, there are always plenty of parents, kids and teachers willing to fight for their right to put in energy to make ISS life more enriching.

one very special event is the multicultural evening. In the past years it always was a performance paired with some food at the end of it. this year both the events got split up, and today was the food part. I helped in between piano classes with setting up, an d later of course with eating :) "julia you are a stomach!" was one of Blandine's remarks a couple of days ago. o:) yes I do eat a lot but its not that bad. I just adore food. especially indian food nad i havent had that in some time. so of course i raided the indian table as soon as i got there. I had mango lassi, and the infamous rice that had kept me alive, as well as the bread and chickpeas and samosas...it was all soooooo good. but i also had sushi, thai, hummus, chocolate "kisses", and at the end, a shotglass of red whine. and of course a handfull of henna. no multicultural evening without that.

I always love these events, you really notice whats in such a school like ours. a few parents bringing in some dish, setting up some tables and putting effort in decorations, and voila! a great evening, and one of the yearly recurring events i will always remember as being part of ISS.

season ends

last saturday was the last of the series of 5 tournaments, which we had worked out buts off for- well at least the fat off our buts.
It was a great tournment. apart form the fact that the team is pissed off at some few undisciplined individuals that think they can do everything and anything but train, and that come drunk to the tournaments, and despte the fact my shoe opened in the first round, it was all good. we got the expected 4ht place, and an awesome party with the entire league afterwards in a weird club in bietigheim. all in all i had 3 hours of sleep (and am still trying to get enough rest into my system: not working well) with the 3 hours sleep on a tiny shared mattrace in our club home. but it was so worth it.

on the donwside, now the seasons over what will i do with my weekends???
ill think of somehting...

this and that

Its 2 am in the morning. im sitting in front of my laptop in a fancy dress with smokey eye makeup and my hair gathered up in a bun and decided i should finally write again, about recent events. lets start with the neares first and lets see how far i get. so yesterday/today (tomorrow starts after you have slept) I went to a ball. I had the usual trainign today. we did some rumba improv, to get the "feel" and become more self confident and more present, so that we loose to be afraid of doing things becuase they might possibly looks stupid, learn to touch the partner and of course to be sexy. after the training i was about to go t stuttgart to have some food wiht jürgen, when micha, a close friend of the formation puled his car to the sde of the road we were alking on and asked the simple question: feel like some food? so we ended up having asian (thai ad chinese) in ludwigsburg.
Micha often plans his evenign with people from the formation. dance and movie evenings are frequent. so as I had nothing planned i enquired his possible occupations. he stammered somehting about drinking in stuttgat of a movie and alcohl at his place, so i told him id think abt it, apart from needing to explain it to my parents.
2 hours later the call: " what are ur evening plans?" "ermmmm...nothing yet?" "im going to a ball. I have one ticket, care to come?" "hell yeah!"
so i ended up at a ball with micha, his mom and some friends of his mom. the cool things about balls are that age deosnt matter. you can really mix under 20 and over 60 and its ok. even if you dance a rated R version of rumba, its ok. yeah and thats what we did. we used some formation techniques we had practised earier to do some improv. very nice! dancing is somewhat like acting. you are yourself but at the smae time oyou dive int a bigger better show version of yourself. even though you normally are good friends with your dancepartner, and only that, you all the sudden flirt like hell, nad go back to normal after the music has stopped. i think it belongs to it, to play wiht partner, yourself and your movements and the possible audience.

so what else have i been up to since my las communication?
I started single dancing wth jürgen. or at least tired it out.lets see how that will work out. its lots of fun even though i havent dacned enough with him yet to feel secure.
I visited jürgen in his "home" town heidelberg. a beautiful place which is serious competition to london for the colest place to study in.
I did a night shift with my mum, being in the OP until 1 am, seeing 3 operations and then sleep.
and last but not least i did another henna tattoo on my hand yesterday. I was in a fight with m paresnts and needed occupation to distract me, so henna was what came to my mind. so now half of my left plam is decorated with a darkbrown line design. I got it off the internet very pretty.

but now i need to go to sleep. its 0222 already and i have training tomorrow. hence good night.