The memory wardrobe

Hola, my most favourite people,

a little girl once found a magical wardrobe. She had intended to hide in said wardrobe, yet it transported her to a land unknown. Yes, that land was Narnia.

That wardrobe has changed the girl’s life.

My wardrobe has not changed my life. But my life has changed my wardrobe.

When we first bought my wardrobe at trusty IKEA so many years ago, it stood plainly in my sister’s and my room.

As we were not allowed to stick posters to the walls, as we’ve seen it so many times in the movies, my sister decided to decorate our wardrobe.

Posters of famous people we didn’t really care about made up the first layer of ornamentation. Then, whenever we found something interesting made of paper, we’d glue it on top of those posters. And ultimately, we stuck everything and anything that had any meaning to us onto that wardrobe.

My sister has long since moved out and her half of the wardrobe is mine too, but the memories prevail as I continue to glue chosen pieces of memorabilia onto our memory wardrobe.

So, since you’re here with me, let me take you on a guided tour!

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The yellow card my sister once gave me for my birthday, the drawn hand on its left was a punishment at school: Since the boys were always so unruly, we had to draw hands for almost an entire school year (Age 11 or 12). Below the hand is a piece of plastic. It broke off an old bus I rode in Salzburg and I took it with me as a free souvenir (Age 15)
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A cars of birthday wishes by my parents for my 6th birthday
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That time I did a model UN at the UNO. I represented Lithuania on the topic of plastic waste in our seas (Age 16)
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My breakfast for my written Matura (graduation exam) - I was hungry! (Age 17)
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What I ate when I was in hospital for a week after my appendix operation - calorie count included (Age 12)
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That time I accidentaly stole a key from the swimming pool and found it 3 months later (Age 13)
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My first flight (Age 17) to Berlin with school. The glow-in-the-dark sheep I won at the Finnish Christmas Market (Age 10)

Being a kid, you don’t think much about the past, since you don’t have much of one. But looking at my wonderful wardrobe, I see how many stories I can tell about my life.

And then I get the sudden urge to tear it all down and redecorate my room.

Oh, Sophie, what a fickle being you are!

Anyways, stories are a good thing. You learn from your past and my fun memories can almost always cheer me up.

I hope I was able to enlighten your day a bit, have a good one!

Sophie

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Why learning to drive wasn’t enough

Hey lovelies,
thank you for reading my life-blog again!
This week’s special: My pink hair!

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It was my winter sickness. Everything is all right in the summer. When autumn comes, I get grumpy, but then there’s my birthday in November, Christmas in December, then New Year’s Eve and I’m having fun and all that.

But then comes January and the world is grey and my skin is pale and there are no fresh fruit or vegetables and my life turns bleak and boring.

And then I really want to do something drastic to my hair. Every. Single. Year.

But alas, my sister and I have a pact to grow our hair so long that it goes past our bellybuttons. And we have 15 cm to go still.

So cutting my hair was not an option. Last week, and I wrote about it in German, I tried to console myself with the fact that I’m learning to drive! I tried telling myself, that being a danger to everyone inside the car, as well as on the streets, was change enough to cure my winter boredom.

But no, it had to be the hair! And so I went and bought a temporary ginger hair dye. Upon reading online reviews of the product, however, I learned that it was a permanent dye! And I didn’t really feel like going ginger anyway, so I bought pink. And purple. And then I put both on my head. And now I look like this. 🙄

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And my lipstick matches my hair. Never been able to say that before!

I have gotten the funniest comments on them! Here is a few:

– Are you content with the colour? You have to like it, that’s what’s important.

– I hadn’t thought it possible I could love you more!

– Did you really dye your hair?

– I didn’t believe them, when they told me you had gone pink!!

Well, yes, I really did temporarily dye my hair pink and I do love it!

Tell me how you cure your Winter Boredom! Do you just suffer through or go out and buy a new house?

I wish you all the best, especially my sister, who is celebrating her birthday today!!

Sophie

Sophie, Ostern und lila Haare

Liebe Leute,
vor 3 Tagen erst hab ich mir gedacht, ich muss mir meine Haare unbedingt kurz schneiden und lila färben, damit sich in meinem langweiligen Leben irgendwas amal ändert.

Ja, die Haare sind noch alle dran und alle lang. An dieser Stelle also bitte einmal erleichtert ausatmen.

Heute bin ich 150 Kilometer mit dem Auto gefahren. Ich bin 130 auf der Autobahn gefahren, ich bin im Dunkeln gefahren, ich bin im Dunkeln 130 auf der Autobahn gefahren. Und ich hab noch nicht mal den Führerschein!!
Ich mach den L, wo ich mit meinem Schwager am Beifahrersitz 1000km Übungsfahrten machen muss. Jetzt bitte noch einmal erleichtert ausatmen. 😉

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Mein ominöses Fahrtenbuch.

Nach knappen 6 Fahrstunden mit echten Fahrlehrern, in denen ich teils panisch, teils unheimlich gechillt war, hab ich mich dann ans Steuer von Snow White, dem Auto meiner Schwester + Mann, gesetzt.

Fahrersitz einstellen ✅
Anschnallen ✅
Spiegel einstellen ✅
Fahrersitzeinstellung optimieren ✅
Auf die Bremse steigen ✅
Fragende Augen zum Beifahrer.. Was mach ich jetzt?

….✅

Meine Problemzonen, und damit meine ich keine unvorteilhaft proportionierten Körperteile meinerseits, sondern meine Fahrunsicherheiten beinhalten Kreisverkehre, Kurven mit hohen Geschwindigkeiten und Einparken. Bei Kreisverkehren mache ich Google Maps und allen Aliens da draußen deutlich, dass bald Ostern ist, indem ich in Form eines Eis (nicht🍦, sondern 🍳 + Genetiv) gefahren bin. Bei Kurven mit hohen Geschwindigkeiten schreie ich und bin 20 Sekunden lang überzeugt, dass ich und das Auto den nähesten Baum umarmen werden und Einparken ist eine Mischung aus beiden genannten Szenarien.

Die Haare können also derzeit noch dran bleiben, denn ich lerne Fahren! Das ist an Neuerung derweil ausreichend. Derweil.. 🙄

Ich wünsche allen Fahranfängern sowie Auto-Veteranen eine gute Fahrt und einen schönen Abend!
Sophie