It's as if the organ of my imagination has dried up.

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You know the Spanish "Principe" biscuits I wrote that I craved the other day? Well, I'm not sure they're Spanish anymore! 'Cause Jenny told me they exist in Denmark as "Prince" biscuits and I found them today in the supermarket here!! :O:O And here they're called "Prinzen Rollen"! So, yeah, I'm not sure they originated from the land of paella and churros but they're still delicious and I still crave them! You might think, "Hmm, but why doesn't she just buy them in the store there then if they have them?" Well, it won't be as good eating them as in Spain. To me they're still "Principe" and Spanish :D So, I will wait till I'm back in Mallorca. Eventhough I crave them.


I went in a bookstore yesterday to see if they had any English books for me to read since I'm so bored. I looked at all the signs in the store and none said English books so I asked. They had one small shelf with English books. Haha, but I bough two, one of which I am currently reading called "The Shakespeare Curse". It seems good! A sort of crime novel but more. I love Shakespeare and his plays. They are very good and intriguing. Mistifying yet exciting. Lol, yes, I am weird.


I have nothing to write about 'cause nothing has happened to me and nothing is happening in my days here in Germany. It is so boring. I just want to go home. I have two wait 16 more days. It's FUCKING TORTURE. I won't get my biscuits for another 16 fucking days. FuCKKK. I don't think I want to come back to Germany for quite a while after this.


I am so sorry if my blog entries are boring and useless and not funny at all but I promise they will become exciting and full of life soon. I hope.