Weils so schön ist

Der Berg ruft.

Ich kenn schon die besten Leute. Gestern bekam ich von Mery mein Weihnachtsgeschenk: Wir gingen aufn Pilatus. Pilatus! Unser Hausberg! Jaja! Jetzt bin ich wieder ne Schweizerin. Voilà une pomme.

Moments that go on forever.

The snow has gone, Lucerne is just Lucerne again, and still I love it. It should start snowing again today anyways. This place is like time standing still. Nothing really changes and nothing has to. I can go away and come back and it's like I was never gone. I love this place. It's like my own little save place, where nothing can go wrong. <3

Merry Christmas to all of you have wonderful holidays.

Time...

Everything is just passing by here. It's amazing. I didn't ever realize how much I missed this place and now I could cry out of joy every second I'm here. I left Switzerland because I knew I didn't belong here, I don't think that has changed, I don't belong here, but it would be so beautiful if I would. This city is one of the most beautiful places on earth. If you would ask me to make my top 10 of cities, it would not be to hard:
1. New York, nothing will ever get even close to that city 2. Lucerne, because it is simply one of the most beautiful cities in the entire world. 3. Probably London, I have spend so much time there in my life, it needs to be there. 4. Stockholm. It gives me a feeling of home and at the same moment being so different, plus it's in Sweden, that probably helps. 5. Nice, it has been my escape for years and years in a row, plus it is really pretty and close to Monaco, Antibes, and all those things. After that it gets hard. San Francisco would probably follow on 6 and LA would probably land on around 12, not because it's pretty, but because even though I don't belong there either, the people I found there are magical. Greece needs to be in there as well and at least one city in Italy, since I practically grew up in Italy, but enough of that. I didn't want to tell you of my favorite cities but about how time passes back here and how much I have to do.
Today I'm going to Zurich to finally meet everybody I haven't seen yet, including Leo, Sonja, Fabio, Thomas, Silvan and those. They're all still caught up in University things and have little time, so I decited to go up there. After that, the only person who I haven't seen will be Fiona, who is in Bern and I somehow have no change to go up there, especially since I'm taking off to Wezikon after my day in Zurich to see some of my family.
It is still snowing here, it's magical.
Some pictures so you understand what I'm talking about when I talk about Magic and of course about when I tell you that time is running out (because it's not only holidays, I have to memorize the script as well YEY):

Music for your soul.

I think this is something I definitely miss in Hollywood. The fact that we just sit down in coffees and don't leave for hours. We don't do anything but talk. I miss that. I miss being in a cute place, having good coffee, talking and having good music playing in the background. Here there are so many of these places: Shine, Angelique, Mardigras and Sopranos, just to name my favorites. There are way more, like, Black Velvet, Marilyn, Treibhaus, Parterre, Helvetia,... but yea.
I'm just loving it. Sitting down with people you love having good music playing and drinking good coffee. I don't know if I can leave again.

Hollywood 2011.

I'm back in good old Lucerne, everything's pretty and snowy and I think it's time to review 2011. The first whole year of my living in good old Hollywood. I'm glad I have my family there, I need them. Let's just look at some pictures, going through all last year. What can I say? Sofie was here, we had school, I met Kelsey, my awesome boys from next door moved out, I had my first year exam play, we went to San Diego and survived living in a Motel, I spent my summer at home then I went to NY, the fucking most awesome place in the world, I shot Jorgie's birthday video, finished my first play, wrote a mechanical bull, went to San Fran for Thanksgiving, Shot the christmas Cards for the guys and then suddenly it was done. The  year was over. I had to say goodbye section F, goodbye Mr. Martin,  goodbye Hollywood and brothers and everything and see you next year. I'm off to Home.

Home at last.

Nach soooo langen stunden, nem nicht geplanten Zwischenhalt in Denver, tränen, lachen, schlafen, zu vielen Zeitverschiebungen, Schnee, keinem Schnee und wieder Schnee hab ichs geschafft. Ich bin zuhause. Ich bin wieder da wo die Welt in Ordnung ist. Alles ist hübsch. Ich liebe diesen Ort. Home. <3

Sail

This is what reminds me on San Francisco, dark nights in front of an Orange Building and from now on, this evening.

It's done. First Semester Second year is over. How did time fly by so fast? How? Gosh heaven earth. January we'll be going into Exam Plays, One Acts. I'm cast in 'Woman must work' an all woman play, directed by Joe Garcia, done in a NY dialect. I knew NY would come back to me eventually.
This day was awesome. Section F you were awesome. You are some of the most amazing people I ever was able to work with. In case I never showed you my lovely section, voilà:

Thanks for everything. Thank you Ben Martin, for being such an amazing teacher and so completely honest, I know we had our ups and downs, all of us, but you are truly amazing and then thanks again to my whole section: Michael Barlow, Jonathan Salomon, Natalie Fishbach, Alex Ward, Debora Giaonne, Shayna Harvey, Lynn Chao, McKenna White, Lenny Erikson and especially Mikaela Euro, Kelsey Leonard and Marina Ma, you are amazing people, I don't think any section will ever compete with what we had. Lots and lots of love and now enjoy your Winter Brake.
<3

Goodbye Jack Daniels.

Kels just picked my bunny up and I already miss him / it. My apartment seems so empty without it. See you soon little rabbit. And everyone else in America Land.

...

I still don't know what to say. I still don't know if this whole day was a dream and what has been happening. I still don't believe that I'm going home. I'm sitting in my apartment, know that I should pack, Everything seems so surreal. I need to do laundry too. I really don't know what's happening anymore. I fell asleep with my corset on for about one hour. I didn't know I was that exhausted, but I guess I was, if I'm able to sleep in a freaggin corset! "This is all... sweet like a dream, strange like a dream - How strange? - Is it not so that I speak to you to night without fear of moving you to laughter? - Laughter? Why?" And now I'm quoting plays. Great! What is happening?

And then everyone cried.

Today was the crying day. I don't even know if the day really ever happened, or what the fuck happened. I think after 1. 5 Years at the American Academy we finally learned today what it means to be an actor: What it means to be truthful, what it means to open up, what it means to be hurt and what it means to move an audience.
even the beginning of the class was different. Everyone was in 20 minutes early, everyone was dressed and prepared by the time it was two and everyone seemed to keep their concentration. Then everything continued as usual, till it happened: Jonathan made Hensel kick over a table because she was so proud of him, I got the note that I finally grew up to be a leading woman, Michael gave out his heart and actually kissed someone on stage without it being planed (Believe me that's a big deal for Mike) and by the time Alex finished we were all in tears. He made everyone cry, including me, himself and even Miss Hensel. From then on we were gone, Marina threw plates all over the stage, Michael yelled, it was pure beauty. After everything was done, we just continued crying. The sky cried with us. We cried saying goodbye to Miss Hensel, we cried going into Martins class and in the end I almost cried because of Martin. It was just pure beauty. That is what being an actor mean. And this is good.

PS: Miss Hensel had me curl my hair --> my hair does NOT curl.

Pictures by Debora Giaonne and Michael Barlow

OMFG

Wow. Like, wow. Like, on my Laptop it says today's the 12/15/11, early morning, but 12/15/11 and then I look at my plane ticket and it says 12/17/11. This is just ridiculous! Am I really coming home? I mean for real? It is so scary. This will be the last time in a long time that I go home and it scares the shit out of me. But am I really coming home? WTF?! I have to clean, I have to pack, this is not happening! This is ridiculous and awesome, I just don't know what to say: WHAT THE FUCK! WOW

Karen Hensel

Do you want to know why Karen Hensel is one of my absolute ever favorite teachers? Because the following is only possible with her: Voice and Speech Class, we're setting up for the French Project, playing around with the Photo Booth (Yes... I know) More and more people get it, so more and more people get in the picture. Karen walks into the classroom, not even being teacher of that class saying: "What are you doing?" everyone replies: "Photo Booth! You should get in here!" She looks down, goes okay and voila. A Picture with Miss Hensel. It made us all very happy.