《Getaggt.》Here we go again.
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Diesmal wurde ich von getaggt, vielen lieben Dank! :)
(Und sorry, dass es so lang gedauert hat...)
Ich fang einfach mal an.
Ich bin verdammt schlecht in Smalltalk.
Ich trage seit ein paar Tagen ein Fußkettchen, weil ich es mir umgelegt hab, um zu schauen, ob es mir noch passt und ich den verdammten Verschluss danach nicht mehr aufbekommen hab.
Ich mag meinen Vornamen nicht.
Das weiß ich nicht mal, es kommt irgendwie immer was anderes raus. Ich mach jetzt mal einen Test und schreib dann das Haus hin, das raus kam. Also wartet kurz.
*5 Minuten später*
Und hier bin ich wieder. Ich bin zum größten Teil ein Hufflepuff (71 %). Bin aber auch zu 68 % ein Ravenclaw. Slytherin bin ich am wenigsten.
Kann mich aber daran erinnern, dass ich, als ich vor einer Milliarden Jahren mal Pottermore gespielt habe, ein Gryffindor war. Hm.
Wenn überhaupt, dann Drarry.
(Aber eigentlich Drapple...🍏)
Ich hab nicht die geringste Ahnung...😅
Ui, ähm... es gibt viele Lieder, die ich übergangsweise echt schön finde, sie dann aber so oft höre, bis ich sie NICHT mehr hören kann und mir was neues suche. Ich hab kein direktes Lieblingslied, es gibt nur so ein paar, die mich schon seit Ewigkeiten begleiten und mir ziemlich viel bedeuten, unter anderem sind das (falls es wen juckt):
(von Metallica), (auch von Metallica), (von Sting), (Lord Huron), (Queen), und (beides von Of Monsters and Men), (Radiohead), (Twenty One Pilots), (Oasis)
Um nur ein paar zu nennen. Mein Musikgeschmack ist sehr stark von meiner Stimmung abhängig...
Und dann gibt's da noch Filmmusik. Meine Freundinnen wissen, wie emotional mich so was macht.
Hab ich gar nicht. 🤷♀️
《7.》 OTP's?
Da kommt mir jetzt ne ganz ganz dumme Idee... Warte kurz.
*20 Minuten später*
Hoffe, dass das Bild lädt.
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Hab mir nicht so viel Mühe gegeben, weil ich gerade müde bin, also sorry für die Qualität. Sollte irgendjemand diese Shippings erkennen, dann Hut ab.
Ich hab gerade beim Kritzeln gequietscht und es klang wie ein Nazgûl.
《8.》 Celebrity Crush?
Hab ich tatsächlich auch nicht so. Es gibt einfach viele, die ich für ihr Talent bewundere, aber ich würde nicht von Crush sprechen.
《9.》 Erzähle einen Witz!
Ich... Ich kann keine Witze erzählen. Ich google mal und nehme den ersten, der mir vorgeschlagen wird.
Was ist braun, knusprig und schwimmt unter Wasser?
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Ein Ubrot.
...
Warum, Google? 🤦♀️
Warum?
《10.》 Tagge 5-10 andere.
Nope. Hehe.
So, das war's dann auch schon, vielen Dank für's Taggen!
Schönen Tag noch. :)
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