About the galAnisha is a soon-to-be 24 year-old girl, born, raised and living in a small town in the western part of Germany.
From the day she was first introduced to reading and writing 18 years ago in elementary school, she‘s been enamoured with words.
Over the years, she‘s acquired a love for music, particularly rock, as well as a deep fondness for England‘s capital London and its language.
Currently working on a degree in Theology (after searching for her calling for years) and planning to become a member of the clergy of the Protestant Church in Germany, she also maintains a part-time job at a local café/restaurant where she learns all about people, their quirks and habits.
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June 2005 saw my closest friends, a bunch of people and I graduating from high school.
Back in the day, I wasn’t exactly fond of school but now, after almost four years of university, endless confusion about classes, graduate programmes and credit points, I cannot help but look back with a bit of a teary eye.
It’s probably no secret that English was by far and possibly my favourite class.
There, I learned about the great dead poets and contemporary pop authors – we crossed from Shakespeare all the way over to war poetry and touched upon great movie classics.
All our teachers of the advanced classes were asked to write an article on the two years they had spent with us, and my English teacher was no exception. To me, it’s by far the most creative article in the yearbook since it summarizes perfectly all the subjects that came up in witty words and word plays.
And at the end, it leaves us with a quote from Jessamyne West’s ‘Live Life Deeply’.
“Life may be compared to a glorious sea and human beings to bathers. Some wade in ankle deep, some to their waists, and some all over. Let us not hesitate in the shallows of life, wet only to the ankles, but plunge bravely in. Let us live life deeply. Out where the breakers crash…”
I’ve always been someone to be moved by the smallest portions of writing and it was no different for this scrap of sheer beauty. Maybe it stuck because it fell into a time of massive change, or maybe because I consider times at the sea some of the happiest in my life (and can easily relate the quote to our study trip to Malta, which is one of the most beautiful places I have been to) – it doesn’t really matter why it always keeps present in the back of my head. I have every intention of following this little piece of advice.
So in essence, LLD.net is going to be about the finer things in life, which are to me music, literature and travel times. While latter isn’t happening to often – I’m just a poor student after all who’s bound by classes and part-time jobs – there’ll be a lot of music talk and samples of exceptional writing.
I want to turn people into music and literature snobs and to open their eyes for independent, non-mainstream musicians and writers. The ‘classics’ will be brought up as well (and oh my, you are in for a hardcore Capote-lesson).
Sure, always meeting people’s taste is one thing I cannot guarantee or that there will not be an outburst of my fifteen year-old fangirl second identity but the domain implies it all, right? RIGHT?