Wow. Es tut schon weh, wenn der eigene Cousin nichts mit einem zu tun haben will. Aber gut, ich verstehs ja. Ich bin oft ein scheiß Mensch. Und ich war eine schlechte Cousine. Und es tut mir Leid. Es tut mir Leid Marcel. Ich hoffe, du gibst mir noch eine Chance, damit wir nochmal bei Null anfangen können. Wenn nicht, werde ich es auch verstehen. Aber ich hoffe wirklich, dass es besser wird. Denn ich hab dich lieb. Ob du es glaubst, oder nicht. Aber es ist wirklich so.
Te quiero mucho, Marcel. Ojala que me perdonas y que podemos empezar de nuevo. Si no, tambien estoy bien con eso porque te entiendo. A veces soy una persona muy mala y para estar honesto... no tengo muchos amigos en Alemania. Y eso es por el razon, por cual tu tambien no me quieres. Lo se y lo quiero cambiar. Quiero ser una persona mejor que ahora. Perdoname. Te amo.

Valley Winter Song

It's my second month here in Colombia. I miss my mom, my grandmother and my friends.
Now it's been two weeks since school started. My classmates are nice. Although we are just 5 girls (including me) and 15 guys I feel comfortable.
There are some guys in my class, which like the same things and have nearly the same opinion about a lot of stuff as me. One of them is really nice. I'm writing a lot with him - in English, Spanish and German - and it's quiet funny. Somehow I feel weird. I don't know him that long and much, but I like being around him. He makes me laugh and feel comfortable. And as if I would belong in this class, this school, this country. He send me a recording of him playing the guitar and singing the "Valley Winter Song" by "Fountains Of Wayne". I love this recording. I already listened to it like 30 times and I start smiling like an idiot everytime he starts singing. My heart pounds faster when I hear his voice. Am I weird? I suppose so... But hey, I like you, boy. You're awesome. (: