今天跟小姐妹见面了，我说我这周心情不好，就盼着和她见面了，结果她说她也是，现在见到我才开心一点
分别之前短暂地拥抱了一下就去赶车了，然后火车上我一直都在回味，感觉没有抱够
Der Geographielehrer holt Landkarten und zählt Bundesländer und Hauptstädte auf. Er fragt Pekka, was die Hauptstadt seines Heimatlandes sei, und Pekka sagt: »Stuttgart.«
Der Geographielehrer sagt: »Sehr lustig.«
Alle lachen, sogar die Traumatisierten.
Der Geographielehrer fragt mich, was die Hauptstadt meines Heimatlandes sei, und ich sage: »Belgrad und Sarajevo und Berlin.«
这几个地方好好笑
我在火车上笑到变形，对面的人也看着我笑，我就念给他听，然后我们一起笑，他说回去也找这本书看
“Im Emmertsgrund reichten einander die Hand: Bosnier und Türken, Griechen und Italiener, Russlanddeutsche, Polendeutsche, Deutschlands Deutsche. […] Die Supermarktschlange sprach sieben Sprachen. […] Auf dem Parkplatz lernten wir voneinander falsches Deutsch.”
”In einer lauen Sommernacht in meinem zweiten deutschen Jahr habe ich dort mein Herz verloren an ein Mädchen mit rotem Haar, das mir versucht hat beizubringen, das Verb stehe in deutschen Relativsätzen immer am Satzende, was ich schon längst wusste, aber sie erklärte so schön.”
”Von unserem einzigen Holländer, dem Michel, der mal bei einer Polizeikontrolle auf die Frage »Geboren?« mit »Ja« geantwortet hatte.”
@QuantumBubbleTea 她需要一个心理医生。。
@QuantumBubbleTea 这是怎样的心理扭曲啊！
@QuantumBubbleTea 不过 Dauerauftrag 也可以改日期，至少可以提前改，当天就不用操心
@QuantumBubbleTea 她有什么毛病，为什么每个月还会换啊，除了故意刁难我想不出什么这样做的必要。。
盘点一下我圣诞假期外出期间都和房东发生了什么：
@QuantumBubbleTea 转房租更早会被她退回是什么鬼。。每个月的日期是固定的吗？是的话可以用 Dauerauftrag。。
AI的移民建议
@Barbela ChatGPT 只提供合适语境的回答，完全不能保证准确性，经常扯淡。德国因为是天主教国家堕胎实际操作上还是很有阻力的，不能说没有限制，我之前有一条嘟提过但是我找不到了。。当然也是跟国内那种完全没有限制的程度相比较的。
我鳗鱼 
也是一只自由泳的小鸟
boosted
也是一只自由泳的小鸟
boosted
为什么要禁止未成年人进KTV，禁止成年男的进KTV不更好吗
昨天吃的汉堡叫 Rotkohlchen, 怪可爱的
@QuantumBubbleTea 你又病了吗
那我们周五还能约吗
@rei5th 是跨年夜，公司没人，肇事者我猜也没事
@rei5th …我们公司的信箱被炸了，里面的包裹没了，信箱旁边的玻璃墙也给炸碎了
That girl was born into a prison nation, into darkness, yet she still looked upon her life as a gift, as an opportunity to realise herself in love, to give love, to share her happiness with the world.
[…] And at some point I realised: no, this was not the naivety and folly of a silly young girl who had failed to understand what was going on around her, this was the wisdom of the one who has sent, does send and always shall send girls into this world, no matter what hell we’ve turned it into.
The world around is cold and dark, but into it has been sent a girl so that, candle-like, she might illuminate the all-pervasive human darkness with her need for love.
if you love your Motherland, should you wish her victory or defeat? It’s still not completely clear where the Motherland ends and the regime begins, so entangled have they become.
While still at school I didn’t realize, of course, how hard it must have been for Mum and all our teachers: they were faced with the insoluble problem of teaching children to tell the truth whilst initiating them into a world of lies. The written law requires that truth be told, but the unwritten dictates that if you do, you’ll be facing the music later.
They taught us lies they themselves didn’t believe because they loved and wanted to save us. Of course, they were afraid of wrongly spoken words, but they were afraid for us even more than they were for themselves. The country, after all, was in the grip of a deadly word game. You needed to say the right words and not say the wrong ones. The line had never been drawn, but inside everyone sensed where it lay. Our teachers were trying to save truth-loving youths from folly, to inject them with a life-giving dose of fear. You might feel a little momentary sting, but then you’d have immunity for life.
We may have been badly taught in chemistry or English, but at least we got illustrative lessons in the difficult art of survival—how to say one thing, and think and do another.
