Another hike

If you haven't seen it, check out my vlog about my first hike (and other stuff) on youtube.
So as you can hardly have missed by now, I'm currently in Boulder, Colorado. I went on another hike today. We met a lot of people who told us that a mountain lion had been spotted. They are actually pretty dangerous and sometimes attack people, so I guess I should be glad we didn't meet it. It would have been kind of cool, though. We did, however, see a double rainbow (all the way!), a chipmunk, a hummingbird and some very close deer - unfortunately it was already pretty dark back then so you can't see much on the picture. It was cool, though. Well, enjoy the pictures.

Recipe of the day: American pancakes of doom and fluffyness

This recipe is taken from "The America's Test Kitchen Family Cookbook", which I can only recommend to everyone who loves good food. All the recipes I've tried so far work out fantastically. The instructions are very detailled and if you follow them, there is no way you're gonna mess up.
Anyway, Here is the recipe (it serves about 4 people; The 200°F mentioned in the recipe are about 93°C):

Dreams about last weekend

Obviously last weekend must have had a big effect on my mind as this is the third time I dreamed about it. My first dream was about really disgustingly blocked toilets at the place we were staying that the person who organized the whole thing (Golli) cleaned with her bare hands. The second one was about the LARP (live action role-playing game). Two of the characters got married.

Tonights dream was a bit more absurd. First of all, our annual meeting-kind-of-thing took place in Coburg, my hometown, where we were at that moment hanging out in the Steinweg. I think the place we were staying at was actually there. I remember that Solan, Nec, Puschel and Deli were there. The weather was awesome. It was really warm, but started raining in the evening and somehow I took that as a reason to get kind of undressed (I kept on my pants, which were pretty short, and my bra) and dance around in the rain. A girl in her early 20s walked by, smiled at me and asked "what are you doing?". She was holding a roll in one of her hands, was very blond and kind of pretty, but not my type at all. I walked up to her and said "dancing in the rain. What are you doing?". She showed me the roll and said, with a pretty strong Franconian accent: "Oh, I just got this awesome roll at the Rosengasse". Somehow in my dream I was completely sure that this girl wanted to make out with me, so we started kissing. I wasn't really into her at all, but just kissed her to show off or something completely stupid. After kissing we went a few steps away and started making out on the sidewalk. I remember that she still had a little bit of chewed roll in her mouth, that I got into my mouth while kissing her, which almost made me throw up. I continued making out with her nevertheless. After 6 minutes, Nec came by, just looked at us and went away again. After that I told the girl that I had to check on my friend (Nec), if he was okay. I wasn't really worried about him, I just wanted an excuse to get away from the girl. Then I left and followed Nec, who was by that time brushing his teeth, wearing his pajamas.

Warmth in my heart

During the last couple of months, something very remarkable happened. Do you know the feeling when you lose something, say, something from your childhood, and you don't even realize that it's gone, but then you find it again and that just makes you so happy? A similar thing happened to me recently. I found love again. I know this sounds extremely cheesy, but I don't know what else to call it. "Warmth in my heart" describes it pretty well, too. It's not like I've been full of hatred during the last couple of years. I did like a lot of people and I enjoyed spending time with them and life in general, but I was never really emotionally involved. I can't even really say when this started. Probably around the time when I was 17/18 or something. I didn't even miss it. I was perfectly happy with being a pretty unemotional person. But during the last couple of months it happens more and more often that I spend time with people and just feel this love in my heart and am so glad that these people exists. It's amazing! I love this feeling! ... just wanted to share that with y'all. Thanks for existing.

P.S.: To the two people, who read this blog and think that either the emotion is stupid itself or the word "love" is stupid: I love you nevertheless. Deal with it. And, as both of you love definitions, by "love" I mean "strong positive emotion towards a person, that is distinct from an evaluative judgement or result of a conscious thought process and that is characterized by a feeling of warmth"

university dreams

I get these university dreams almost always at times where uni stresses me out. I had that in school, too. Usually they are about messing up an exam and the teacher telling me the horrible result.
This time I dreamed about the class "Gutachten". I had the exam for it yesterday, so I guess it makes sense. I don't remember much of the dream, just that we were in the room where we wrote the exam and the professor (the same one I dreamed about a couple of nights back) told us the grades - but not the grades of the exam from yesterday, but the final grades, which will influence the overall grade of the entire diploma. She started with a girl called "Lilith Poppe" (who is actually in that class) and then said "well, what do you think she should get? I'm torn between 1.0 and 1.5" And everyone was like "1.0!". The professor, by the way, was sitting on a desk in the middle of the room. This went on for a while and then she looked at me and said "Well... Frau Morgenroth... I've decided to give you a 3.5" in a voice that indicated that I should be happy about it and when I looked at her in a shocked way she continued "Come on... you are a very likeable person, but we all know you're a little underprivileged here" tapping at her head to indicate that she obviously thought I was stupid. I felt attacked and got furious, got up and yelled at her "I got an IQ of 130!". I don't really remember what happened after that. I just remember that later I thought it was stupid that I yelled that and that I shouldn't have gotten so mad at all.

Stressed out cooking

Another dream! Somehow my dreams always come in groups. When I can remember one, it's much more likely that I will remember one in the next night as well. I should do a study about this.

Anyway, the dream was about some kind of family event. A big family event like a wedding or something. But it wasn't a wedding, because the main person of the event was my 12 year old cousin. However, her parents weren't my aunt and her husband, but friends of my sister. The woman was Asian-looking. I can't remember the guy, though. Anyway, I had promised to help out, so I went to their place and asked what I could do and because they were busy and just running around like crazy doing things, I suggested that I could cook and bake two cakes. The woman said "yes, that's fine". I tried to talk to her about what cakes I should bake, but she was too busy to really talk to me. I thought that I would probably do a peanut-currant-vanilla-cake (which, by the way, is soo yummie. I have to post the recipe some day) and a New York Cheesecake. I then cut up some Mango and offered some to the woman while saying "so, is there anything you guys don't like or are allergic to or something?". She took some Mango, ate it and said "Yes, mango. None of us likes mango".
One of the things I was supposed to do, was taking my cousin and some other kids to some place together with my sister. I don't know exactly what kind of place that was, but it had something to do with the event. However, my cousin asked me "um, could someone else take us? I'm embarrassed in front of my class mates if you two take me". How charming. Anyway, then it suddenly turned out that the event was that exact day and not some other day (it wasn't yet clear which day it would be before) and they told me "great, you said you'd cook, so cook". So all of a sudden I had to cook for all the guests. I didn't even know where all the stuff was in the kitchen and it was very messy and weirdly organized, e.g. the knifes weren't even in the kitchen, but in the hallway. I started cutting up some bell peppers and pickled hot peppers, trying first how hot they were - they were not hot at all. I then tried to find a pan and then took a step backwards, when the Asian-looking woman was scurrying around again in the kitchen. I thereby knocked over a pile of red wine bottles, breaking some of them. I felt so sorry, because I knew that the people didn't have much money and now I had destroyed their wine! It was all so stressful and horrible!
Later in my dream I talked to my mom, who was the one who was now going to take the kids to wherever. We talked about how small the apartment was and for some reason that lead us to a conversation about Rome and I said that I loved Rome, but that it was probably really expensive, to which she replied that she once looked at an apartment there which was pretty small, but only cost 217 Euros a month. She didn't move in their, though, because she decided to stay in Germany.

A weird dream

Ha, finally a dream again that I can remember.
First of all: it all took place in a video game, but rather then playing the game I was actually in the game, walking around in the world and everything. It started out in a little old Italian town and was kind of Assassin's Creed-ish. I ran around (I never just walked. I mean, who _walks_ in video games? You always run), climbing on buildings and stuff. Then I got to a castle, where the video game was suddenly more of a Zelda-Mario-mashup and also the graphics were way worse, kind of N64ish. Zelda was crossing a bridge from one tower to the other one in a video-scene where you couldn't do anything. You could then see Bowser (who was huuuge. About as big as the whole castle) approaching. He saw Zelda and instantly fell in love with her. He was so in awe that every time he saw her, he opened his mouth. The person that played the video game with me (he was not in the game, just playing it with me, I don't know how) said: "Gosh, I hate it when he opens his mouth like that! It looks so weird and retarted!" - well, it did look weird. Very badly animated and more like a oval closing and opening.
Then I was in the castle. I can't remember that part too well. I just remember that one of my professors was there, too, which who I fell in love. She fell in love with me too, but we could never get intimate or anything, because there were also people around. By the way, she is not particulary hot at all. Later I met my mother, who picked me up on a motorbike (awesome!), which I didn't like because I wanted to stay with the professor.