time for uuuuupdates! i don't even know where to start...so let's see...i was in egypt with my mum and it was really great. i travelled to kairo and luxor and the rest of the time i was lying on the beach eating eating eating. then i started working as a receptionist @ hotel bänklialp. job is ok, it's just a really hard job. basically i work like a slave. i'm not quite sure those working times are legal...i work like 45 hours a week, average, and now during christmas and new year it will be around 50. so that means i start at 7.30 am and finish at 22 pm...nice isnt it? never free time on weekends...so it is a MIRACLE i can go eating with all of you on the 22nd. i am so happy i dont have to work that evening. well and then there are the other news. since one week i've got a boyfriend. his name is emil and he is from sweden (ok ok i know what you all think now, but he absolutely isnt an asshole like the rest of that nation) he is one of the nicest guys i've ever met. i think i best compare him with...edward? he fucking looks so similiar to that guy that it's creepy, and he is as gentle and caring as he is. sometimes he is a little too shy, but he's got such a beautiful smile. since one week, every free minute we can get, we spend together. (will get difficult now till new year is over...since i have to work nearly ALL the fucking time...so i hope our relationship will survive that) it's also kinda weird being in a relationship...since i haven't really been into one for quite a while. but it's really nice after all that just kissing guys on one night and then never see them again. i think i'm doing the right thing with emil, cus i dont want to be with any other guy than him. we didnt say "i love you" to eachother yet, cus if i say something like that i really have to mean it, and since i only know him since a week i dont feel ready to say that yet. maybe you girls will meet him on the 22nd:-) i keep you updated! but he really keeps me going when work sucks. like today i came home really pissed off, close to crying, and he came over to my place and watched life of brian with me, caressing my back all the time trying to comfort me. how cuuuuute is that? of course i do doubt every once in a while if it's a mistake to give my trust to a guy...don't trust in men...that's better, but i try not to have thoughts like that. i really like him and i want to give him a fair chance! so that's all! miss you all so much and see you on the 22nd!

Fragen eines Engels

„Vermagst du mir die mächtigste aller Mächte nennen?

Vermagst du mir die zerstörerischste von ihnen nennen?

Diejenige, die alle in den Schatten stellt?

In der alles andere den Ursprung findet?“

Fragte der kleine Engel Gott. Gott antwortete:

„Die mächtigste Macht, mein kleiner Engel, sind die Worte. In ihnen ist die ganze Macht vereint. Nur ein paar wenige von ihnen vermögen einen Menschen zu zerstören, nur ein paar wenige vermögen Liebe offenbaren.“

Der kleine Engel war erstaunt.

Wie viel Wut und Trauer doch auf der Welt waren, verursacht durch Worte. Wäre es da nicht einfacher die Menschen würden verstummen?

Da fragte der kleine Engel: „ Was aber ist mit den körperlichen, gewaltsamen Mächten, die einen Menschen heimsuchen? Vermögen diese ihn nicht auch zu zerstören?“

Da antwortete Gott: „Mein lieber kleiner Engel, über die Macht der Seele musst du noch so einiges lernen. Denn egal wie viele Verletzungen einem Menschen von aussen zugefügt werden, vermögen sie die Seele nur erreichen, wenn diese es zulässt. Obschon die Verletzungen Spuren hinterlassen, hat allein die Seele die Kraft und Macht sie zu zulassen und zu beseitigen.

Worte aber, mein kleiner Engel, dringen tiefer in das Reich der Seele als es Schläge jemals tun werden können. Unterschätze niemals die Macht der Seele. Sie ist unberechenbar, allmächtig.“

Der kleine Engel war ganz verwirrt nach all diesen Worten. Doch eines wurde ihm klar, nämlich zu wählen seine Worte in Zukunft vorsichtiger, denn ihre Macht ist nicht zu unterschätzen.

haha ok for all of you who already know i'm clumsy and all sorts of funny shit is always happening to me...this story you defenitely can add in the top list. so it was first of august, swiss national day, commonly known for getting drunk at this day...and guess who had to work the next day? but anyway i was getting so drunk and after a while i went to toilet with a friend of mine (svenja) one was already occupied, svenja  took the other and so i waited outside, talking to svenja saying stuff like: shiiiiiit i'm so druuuuunk, i don't know how i can work tomorrow and so on...then suddenly the person in the other occupied toilet spoke: daniela? and i was like ohhh fuck who on earth is that? and then ohh guess who stepped out of the toilet? MY BOSS! FUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!  come on that's not fair;-) how high is the probability that something like that happens? but it certainly always happens to me...anyway that's what makes life interesting:-)