Hey people.

Yesterday was my first day of school after the winter holidays.
And in every lesson our teachers greeted us like so:

Hello class! Happy New Year! Especially for you! This will be exciting. Like, this is the year!  I hope you'll have a successful year. This year will decide over your future! Who knows what you'll be doing today in a year. Hopefully you do. 
Your last year in school, that is indeed exciting. When are your A-Levels? OH, in two months already, well, I hope y'all have started studying already? No? Well that's not good..
Anyway, let's talk about all the things you have to know for your A-Levels because it will definitely be important somehow. 

Like, THANK YOU, I am already stressed out but that you for adding to that.

In English class we even had to form groups and talk about our future and we literally called our group "Team Existential Crisis".. that says it all.


But jokes aside.
It is very scary to think of everything that way.
The last year in which I'll go to school.
The year I am writing my A-Levels in.
The year I am moving out.
The year my whole life will change.

...How is that not scary to some people?
I do have plans for my future, like, many plans. I want to go to England in September. I want to study to become a teacher for English and Music. I want to travel a lot. I want to meet a lot of people and be happy.
But that is the point. What if all of this does not make me happy?

What if I am in England (IF I manage to find a job and a room eventually) and miss home and just feel like I don't fit in and don't find my place.
What if I start studying and notice that I am really hating it or that I am not good enough or that teaching is just not the thing I want to do the rest of my life?
What if..?

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My future, and I am talking like very close future, consists of a lot of "What if's..." and a lot of challenges.
But, as my English teacher said today, challenges always have a small connotation of fear and anxiety. Because you have to possibility to fail the challenge. And depending on what kind of person you are, you focus more or less on the bad outcome of the upcoming challenge.

Weird, isn't it?
Because thinking: "Oh, I might not like teaching." doesn't get me any further, it does the opposite, it makes me step away and reconsider for the hundredth time, just to be where I was before I started panicking.

Where do I go from here? 
Well, as simple as it sounds, it is very true: My future is completely in my hands and depends on my decisions. That is partially the scary part, but also the exciting and, in a way, encouraging part.
If I don't get up off my ass and start to properly look for jobs and rooms in Brighton - I can't go.
If I don't inform myself about different carriers and paths I could take instead of teaching I can't compare and might not be able to do what I really want to do.

I have the power to completely design my life the way I want it to be.
And I want to use it.
If that means to study for my A-Level exams even though I absolutely hate biology (lol) I need to do it. For my education, my exams, my job, my life.
Sounds simple. Doing it isn't so much, but I'll try and stick to it.


What about you? 
Have you already finished school?
Are you also currently where I am, deciding what your future will look like?
Or do you still have many many years to go?

I am actually curious, please tell me in the comments!

Hello folks.

Last year I made a post about why I think New Years Resolutions are useless. This year I still agree with myself and everything I said in that post. The following "goals" certainly aren't things that come out of nowhere and are definitely achievable, since I started working on (almost) all of these things already in the previous year. These are goals I want to achieve during the year and make a new habit of mine. ~enjoy~

1. Be more organized.
This one, I feel like, is an obvious one. As I mentioned multiple times already I am going to take my A-Levels this year and even though I do perform quite good at the moment in school I know I am not up to my full potential.
To be more organized I already started a studyblr tumblr blog, which you can find here: https://studybllrr.tumblr.com/. On there I want to keep you updated with my school stuff, my progress and my bullet journal which I started for 2017. I really like the idea of bullet journals and since my calendar'll end with 2016 I already prepared all of January in the journal. I might do a full blog post just about it.





2. Work out regularly.
I work out quite a lot. But then sometimes I don't go for a run or in the gym for like two weeks. I want to change that by having a real schedule which I can't just ignore. Working out is not only good for my body but also for my mind. So if I had a busy day at school it would actually help me to go to the gym, even though I might be two hours later at home.

3. Read about 30 minutes a day.
Reading has always been huge and important for me. But during the last couple of years I noticed that the amount of books I got through during a year dropped strongly. During holidays I always find loads of time for loads of books but as soon as I am home I just forget it. And I want to change that by setting myself the goal to read a little bit a day.



4. Journal more often. 
At the beginning of 2016 I started a diary in which I wrote quite regularly until about April. Then it just stopped. Now at the end I am actually sad I couldn't keep it up. I want to improve and at the end of the year have a full journal filled with happy and not so happy days from the last year.

5. Upload regularly. This goal does include my YouTube channel and this blog. I noticed that sometimes I have weeks in which I upload on this blog like four times a week and then for months nothing. Same with the YouTube channel. So I'll try and get a schedule in it.

6. Practice the piano more often. 
Just because I love playing the piano and I'd love to be able to do more things. And also because I think my piano teacher soon will rip my head of :D

7. Try Yoga.
"Try new things" and stuff. I found this YouTube channel called "Yoga with Adrienne" and twice I tried her programs out and really enjoyed it.



8. Be happier. 

9. Make myself a priority.

10. Go outside more often.
Just to enjoy natures beauty and get fresh air. I'll also try and hit the 10.000 steps goal every day. During school that is no problem but in the holidays I often just stay inside and don't move very much.



11. Turn off electronic devices more often. 
During 2016 I often did weekends with digital detoxes and I found it so refreshing and felt a lot free-er. I want to continue doing that, but even more often. Generally I spend a lot of time on the phone and the laptop.

12. Maintain a regular sleeping schedule. 
Again, during the holidays that is no problem at all. But especially during exam seasons I get only five to six hours of sleep for four or five weeks, making me not only moody but also not very present. The days fly by and I am so tired that I become an absent-minded mess.

13. Drink more water. 
I definitely improved with the water intake and drink at least 1 liter a day. But I want to push myself and drink even more. I set myself the goal to drink like 1.5 up to 2 liters a day. (or more if possible)

14. Enjoy the little things in life. Ties in with many other goals.

15. Meet friends more often. DON'T just say "Sorry, I am busy" or come up with a lousy excuse. I need to just push myself, leave the house and hang out with my friends because we always have loads of fun and make great memories.

16. Be less stressed. 
It will be a stressful year. I know that. But I don't need to push myself into the stress even deeper by overthinking and exaggerating.



So that is it!
My full list of things I want to improve. And I say "improved" very consciously, because I feel like on each of these subjects I worked on already in 2016. But now in 2017 I don't want to lose focus and yet again make myself aware of what I already achieved and what I can improve.

Do you have goals for 2017? Tell me in the comments, I am actually very curious.

As this is my final year of school my year had to decide on many committees to organize things like the prom, parties, t shirts or the motto.

I am part of the year book committee.

I hope you are doing very well, because I certainly do. As most of you are probably, I am enjoying my holidays to the most.



Four days ago I came home from my holidays. I was in Bali for three weeks which had been an absolute dream. I will write different blog posts on some topics during the next days, so be excited for those. Some of them I already wrote, some still need to be written but I can't wait to show you some parts of Bali.


When I came home I was happy to meet a new family member: Our cat Jules.



She is 12 weeks old, a british-shorthair-mix and so extremely cute.
Since she is so young she is sleeping a lot, is very needy and needs to learn a lot. She is not yet allowed to go outside on her own, but we carry her through the garden every day at least twice.
Sometimes she has, what we call, her "Five Minutes" in which she is running around, playing with her toys, climbing up the curtains et cetera... basically she is very energetic all of a sudden. After that she usually goes back to sleep.

We also had quite a terrifying start with her. The first day she was home she just vanished. From one moment to another she was just gone and we honestly thought she had found a way through the door to go outside. We searched through the entire house, walked through the neighborhood and looked under every plant in our garden. My mum was crying, my brother was extremely pissed. After six hours of searching frantically my father and I went to grab some dinner. On our way back my mum came running in our direction, waving and showing a thumbs up- they found her.
She was sleeping under a heater, hidden behind a small box. Wooow really!?!

Obviously, now everybody is so afraid of loosing her that at least one person is constantly guarding her to make sure she stays home.


Yesterday I uploaded my first YouTube video. I had the idea for a very long time and now during my summer holidays I thought "Well, just do it.", so I did yesterday. I am very excited to do more.

THE BACKSTORY: http://paulacharlotte.blogspot.de/2016/07/my-first-youtube.html
THE VIDEO: https://youtu.be/Gf-tMkqVILM

This morning I started learning Here comes the sun until my fingers were hurting. Maybe this will be uploaded to my channel some day as well, so keep an open eye for that (cheeky hint).


That is it from my life at the moment. In the next couple of days I will be writing the Bali-posts, study for my driver-licence thing and meet some friends.

What are you up to during your holidays? 


I am going to go in the garden now and eat ice-cream. I am also sweating because I wrote this and the other blogpost on my balcony with the sun heating up my legs. But I need to get that sun and oxygen amiright? Okay, I'm gonna go now.

Good morning friends.

One thing you may not know about me, is that I am a very sentimental person.
I found out when I went through some really old photos of my brothers and my childhood.
Just little thing like "How did the living room back then looked like?" or "Mum, is that you oh my god, you have changed." or "Oh my god, the guinea pigs!" or "What am I wearing, it is so tiny." completely blew my mind and I could not stop looking and wondering.

Then I thought: "Well, what is about now? What if in a few years, when I am 25, I want to look back on my teenage years and I just won't have any footage of it."
Of course my parents kind of lost interest in photographing everything, since neither me nor my brothers change as much as we did back when we were 3 or 4.

So I figured the one best thing to do is to take photos. Many, many photos. On order to remember my task I always have my camera within reach. When I am going on a walk or meet someone, I surely have it somewhere in my bag. In my room it is laying right in the center so I can grab it quickly and don't have to look for it for too long.
There is just something about taking a photo with a proper camera I don't feel while snapping a photo with my phone.

In April I started capturing the first signs of spring.



When I had a friend around I took pictures of her and how I rearranged my room to make it cozier.

she is literally a sunshine so this is legitimate

I also really enjoyed taking photos of the sky. Clouds are so temporary and they sometimes just look too beautiful not to capture and remember them.




Sometimes there was just a beautiful contrast of sun and shadow that instantly made me grab my camera and capture it.




So as you can tell, these pictures are really random and don't have a theme or took too much effort. But I love looking back on these little moments.
Memories from your everyday life are so valueable and in a few years or even month you'll be extremely happy you made that little photograph. It is a lot quicker than writing a diary every evening, but can already tell you just as much about your day.

Hello people.


Today is the last day of vacation. And this time the idea of returning to school feels worse than usual.


Before I go into detail about that I'll quickly tell you about today:
This morning I got up at about 8 a.m. and after a small breakfast (green tea and kiwi) I started tidying up my room. After coming back from Amsterdam I have been too lazy to put the stuff in my room away and the piles were destracting and ugly so I had been organizing and folding clothes. While doing that I also listened to my happy playlist on spotify. Seriously, listening to music in the morning is the best thing ever, it wakes you up and instantly lifts up your mood.
After that my parents woke up and I started doing some left-overs from my homework I had to do during the holidays.
When my mum finished breakfast we drove to the gym and I had a really good work out. The gym wasn't too full, it was a little bit too hot in there so I have been quite sweaty, not gonna lie, but I had leg day today which I usually enjoy more than any other work out.
We then drove home again, took a shower and after that we drove to a food festival in a city near us.


I had a kind of wrap/ sandwich thing from spain (I am sorry, I forgot what it was actually called), filled with tomato, morzarella, basil and pesto. Oh my god, it has been so delicious. The city was really crowded which I can't stand for that long, but I met some people from school and also my brother and a friend of his and we had a coffee together which had been lovely as well.




During spring break I spend a lot of time doing stuff, like working out, taking photos, painting, writing, reading, traveling, meeting friends et cetera. So I haven't been bored at all, as I usually am during any kind of holiday. Usually I end up missing school because I get bored.
This year I had my days scheduled, I had plans and goals I had to achieve in a day and I nailed it everytime. I learned to properly plan my days to make them useful and not to waste them completely. I feel like I changed during that short period of time a lot. Not only mentally, but also physically, since I had so much time to work out regularly and even more often.
Now just the idea of going back to school makes me feel sick and just feels weird to me: I had a life completely independent from school. I even forgot sometimes that I had to go back! 
I think my mind ousted every thought of school because the last three weeks of school had just been the worst for me. As you know, I had to hand in the very important essay on the last monday before the holidays, so the weeks before that dead-line had been most stressful and there had been evening where I just wanted to quit and not do anything anymore, but I knew I had to and there was no way around it. Good for the mental health hahahahhaha fml 

Now I am here, enjoying the last hours of freedom before I go to bed and start the stressful normal course of life. In the next week I need to prepare two presentations, one of them is related to the essay, write an analysis and interpretation about an excerpt from a Kafka book and make some kind of project for art. I would have actually prefered to start those things during my holidays, but the teachers forgot to give me more details about it and nobody answered my emails. Nice one teachers. Thanks. 

So I am really looking forward to school, doing homework again, getting up at 6 a.m., getting home at 4 p.m. or later and of course still trying to have the rest of my life in order, meaning to work out regularly, practise piano and singing and give private lessons. And additionally still get enough sleep, eat regularly and healthy and sometime allow myself to some fun.

Before I start writing anything:
Thank you guys so so so much for 1000 page views! I just opened blogger and was so impressed by that number welcoming me. Seriously, I am really grateful and I hope that you enjoy my posts so far.


Okay, but now: Hello everyone.

I hope you had a good week, because I sure as hell hadn't. (nice transition, I know)
Those who follow me on twitter surely couldn't avoid me moaning about being ill. Not that kind of "Uuuh I have a a cold my nose feels weird"-ill. No, I mean full on "I can't move, don't look at me I am dying"-ill. It started Wednesday in school. In music we had to write an analysis and interpretation of a certain piece by Schumann (actually forgot which one).
For two hours I sat directly in the sun and obviously got quite hot. During work I already started feeling weird and a bit dizzy, but I thought it was just because of the sun.
After that we had German and the feeling just wouldn't disappear. I started annoying my friends and they were playing it down so I figured it was still because of the intense sun.
In biology I was absolutely sure that I did not only feel bad because of that. We spent an hour watching a less interesting movie about evolution in complete darkness. And I was literally dying.

After that nerve wrecking hour I left school, with my friends's blessing. (An actual quote here: "Yea, you should better leave, you look like shit."... thanks haha)

At home I laid myself down on the sofa and fell asleep on the sofa. When I woke up at 5 p.m I was an absolute wreck. My mother stuffed me with Paracetamol, Dobendan, Sinupret and more lovely medicine. 


Thursday morning it was sure for me to stay home. Throughout the day I read Harry Potter 3 (for the hundreds time I suppose), drank so much tea, ate soup and slept. Hasn't been necessarily productive, but I was exhausted because my body was constantly fighting the illness inside of me. It was also rainy and dark which dragged me down. Most of the time I kept my windows covered because I couldn't stand the clouds and grayness. 



Friday morning I took a shower and noticed that I had some weird red spots on my arms. I did not worry too much, because I already had those like two years ago. I went to my mum and she gave me cream. I stopped giving attention to them until I woke up from my afternoon nap and got changed. Because when I put on my boxers I noticed that my legs were red dotted and when I touched them they hurt and started itching. I freaked out a bit and ran to my mum who then gave me some more cream and a weird pill which did help the itching.
In the evening I looked at the enclosed label from every medicine I got and turns out:
The rash comes from the Paracetamol. I am the lucky person who gets the "very rare" side-effect of nettle rash. Thanks Universe!

The next morning was awful! The sickness was gone, but the allergic reaction was terrible. The rash was now spreading up my neck, my hands and my feet and I was constantly afraid that my face was gonna get injured. Luckily the rash let everything out, except for my eyes.
At about 11 a.m my eyes started itching, became red, I had to sneeze constantly and couldn't open them completely. I felt like a dying new born rabbit!
We went to the doctor and she gave me eye drops. When I used them they didn't seem to help at first but in the evening it got better and the redness on my arms and legs disappeared as well.

So here I am, Sunday afternoon, not feeling ill anymore. But because of that tragedy I couldn't do any homework and couldn't work on my 15 page essay. I hope my teachers won't decapitate me for my need to recover, but they often have no sympathy for anything like that.

I guess my lesson for today is: Better stay in school and don't wish to be ill, as I know some people sometimes do. My last four days had been terrible and I would have preferred to go to school...

A few weeks back my brother moved out because he started studying architecture. As a result of that he left his room empty and I took the opportunity, renovated it and moved in.

After exhausting painting sessions, multiple IKEA visits and furniture lifting my new bedroom is finally (almost) ready. I still need to hang a few pictures and a clock and pot my plant, but I just couldn't wait to show you the result of the hard work. 



I decided to separate my room in two different sections, so I am having a office and a sleep area. I figured it would be best to keep life and work separated.