Dienstag, 8. April 2014
Musik, Liebe und Bücher.
Heute war ein toller Tag. Ich habe zuerst mal die Rechnung für Tickets für ein Festival bezahlt, das heisst, dass sie bald ankommen werden. Ich gehe ans Frauenfeld Openair in der Schweiz. Dort kommt hauptsächlich Hiphop, ich liebe Hiphop. Am meisten freue ich mich auf Macklemore, Chance the rapper, pharrell williams, Schoolboy Q, Earl Sweatshirt, Outcast, Cro, Wiz Khalifa. Ihr sollte euch unbedingt mal Chance the rapper anhören. Also, wenn ihr Hiphop mögt. Seine Stimme ist etwas gewöhnungsbedürftig, aber sie bringt mich richtig zum chillen.
Dann, als ich nach Hause kam, habe ich erfahren, dass Mac Miller diesen Sommer auch in die Schweiz kommt! Mac Miller ist mein absoluter Lieblingsmusiker. Seine Musik bedeutet mir einfach alles. Ich muss nur noch eine Begleitung finden und dann kauf ich mir auch für sein Konzert ein Ticket. Kaum habe ich erfahren, dass er kommt, habe ich angefangen zu weinen. Ich liebe ihn. Wo wäre ich ohne ihn, immernoch meinem Ex am nachheulen wahrscheinlich. Thank God gibt es Mac Miller.
Dann fuhren meine Mutter und ich zu einem Park und lasen dort. Ich lese gerade "The perks of being a wallflower" von Stephen Chbosky. Ich lese es auf Englisch für die Schule, es ist sehr einfach zu verstehen. Wirklich ein tolles buch. Mit wunderschönen Sätzen und Gedichten, wunderschöne Lieder werden beschrieben, sind zwar etwas älter, z.B. Asleep by The Smiths. Ein schönes Gedicht habe ich auch gefunden, ziemlich traurig, aber es gefällt mir.

Once on a yellow peice of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it "chops"
because that was the name of his dog
and thats what it was all about
his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts.
that was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
and he let them sing on the bus
and his little sister was born
with tiny nails and no hair
and his mother and father kissed alot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
and his father always tucked him in bed at night
and was always there to do it

once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
and that's what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
and his mother never hung it on the kithcen door
beause of the new paint
and the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
and left butts on the pews
and sometime they would burn holes
that was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
and the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see santa claus
and the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed alot
and his father never tucked him in bed at night
and his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it

once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
and he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
and thats what it was all about
and his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
that was the year Father Tracy died
and he forgot how the end
of the Apostles's Creed went
and he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
and his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
and the girl around the corner
wore too much make up
that made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
becuase it was the thing to do
and at 3 am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

that's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
and he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
because that's what it was really all about
and he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
and he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didnt think
he could reach the kitchen

wow.
Ich glaube, ich beginne diesen Dimitri zu mögen, obwohl ich ihn noch nie getroffen habe. Wir treffen uns wahrscheinlich diese Woche, wenn ich nicht mehr erkältet bin. Ich bin nervös.
Liebe Grüsse

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