I think it's time for a little update from my life. Cleland can still coming. Talks reportedly still running. Unfortunately, I've now found out that my former boss from the reptile center behind my back talking badly about me. In the end, it is not the nice person I suspected. Presumably, she has even told Cleland lies, as they called it. After what I've heard that I trust her. Sad that people fall back from selfishness to such evil tricks.
But no reason to hang his head. In early February I had a Vorstellungsgespraech at a physio for a reception position, which I then took the middle of February. Now at last I have a real job five, days a week and still get enough time to run my hobbies. JEEHA ...
The summer holds here still ongoing. Daily blue sky, sunshine, slight breeze - perfect for beach days. Birds have nested outside our window in a bush and every day we hear the singing of the bird babies.
first Sunday of every month we meet with a handful of dance students and all instructors in a beach restaurant for dinner before we go dancing in the nearby bar to. In early February we went to the Thai people. About 20 people we were this time when our party continues to grow, we must now reserve an entire restaurant. lol
On 02/12/2011 I went with some girls from. Only in a lounge bar for a few cocktails and then for a few dances in a gay club. I had a great evening. The bartender He remembered my drink I had. The club was full, yet he remembered my drink and when he saw me, even when others were standing in front of me in line, he just nodded and was preparing my cocktail. Homosexuals are still the better Servicekraefte ...! O)
On a glorious Sunday, I decided to spend my day again on the beach. I let a book, went swimming, sunning myself and waded through the water just before sunset, along the beach. On the way back I met a girl dressed in a cocktail dress on and a young man, both with a champagne glass in hand. We got to talking and then they invited me for a glass of champagne in one of the beach bars. One of her friends threw a bachelor party. I had nothing planned, so I accepted the invitation. Seven young men in their 30s and five girls in the bar celebrating champagne bottles went like hotcakes over the table. Stag nights on TV are still exciting. After about two to three hours and a few funny conversations, I went back on the way home.
My praying mantis and the scorpion have settled in well. Well, the Scorpion hides most (too hot in the summer for him), but the praying mantis has now been skinned twice since I have and is now twice as large. Now it even has wings, cover the whole back. Breathtaking. Very hungry, it chases moths, flies and grasshoppers, I ask every day ready.
At a garage sale, we have little "stew Fin'-Potty purchased. One of my favorite dishes when I was at primary school went. Just days later, I reveled in memories then with a hot pot stew fin
early February, I tried a Malaysian fruit called DURIAN . Johan gave me a lot about it. For him, this fruit is something particularly tasty. He had already warned me that a very unique smell of durians have. For many, a nasty smell. One day he found frozen Durianstuecke in an Asian shop. Thawed, he cut the packaging and, later, a few seconds, I could smell it. Disgusting! So he went into the garden to eat them. The smell was bad, but Johan said, the taste was good. So I decided to take a small bite. Probably my only chance to taste durian. I held my breath and bit a small corner of the fruit, then I started to fight against my gag reflex. The description on the Internet (rotten eggs) is the description of the taste close, but in reality it is much more terrible!
