Tokio Hotel in the Star

Whoop!

Tokio Hotel was in the Star newspaper on the 31st!!

I wish mom went out and bought the paper that day. She didn't. Kinda bummed but it's like whatever. It was an article with a pic that i could probably get from the internet.

I mean yea, it was cool and all but i am at that stage of loving a band where it's winding down. I mean i still love their music and all but i like to think that i would rather meet the band than read about them. I am not blinded anymore. Starstruck. It's over.

I can see their faults and am not like "OMG! They can do no wrong!".
Hey, they're human.

I feel kinda feverish right now.
I thought medicine was suppose to help you get better not make you feel feverish. But wait! I'm not feverish coz of my throat which hopefully is on its way to recovery since i FINALLY visited the doctor, it's feverish coz i've been thinking about Tokio Hotel, read a very shallow and vain blog and really wish chapter 6 of my story would finish itself.
Oh well, can't always get what i want. But things always end up being ok.

I saw a funny video on rollingstone.com. It's about Tokio Hotel (BIG DUH).
They were 'teaching' German. There was Tom is the best. Which i vaguely remember as Tom ist das Beste. Bill was like "It's not very important." and Tom went "It's important. That's the only thing you have to know."
All i can say is loser, with a roll of my eyes. It's not in the scornful way btw. If you are my friend you'd know it's in that friendly jokey way. My humour, sarcastic. Explains anything? I don't cross the line (i hope) when i joke. Since sarcasm speaks for itself most of the time.

Lastly...
Am going swimming with my family and then a steambath with Maulika. Which will end (or begin) with us going over to Kausalya's house to start and hopefully finish our KGT.

Scheisse. Danke Gott (random, maybe not correct translation) i didn't go to Sabah. Work work work. Dammit. Kinda wish the year would stretch out and also be over with quickly so i can enjoy myself more. Coz i really am unprepared for PMR.

Are we ever gonna be free from the chains of academic stress in this country? Or even out life? I hope i do. Coz if i have to stay a prisoner i'd go crazy.
I'm not sure about a lot of things, but i'm sure determined my life ain't gonna turn into a stereotype.

Zurich.