On the way to paradise

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My birthday

2012-01-21T06:43:00.000-08:00

today is my birthday....soooooooo funny! Thank u all!

my 1st stop...

2012-01-16T04:19:00.000-08:00

My first stop is in Linköping Sweden....i really like it here!

Sweeeeeeden

2012-01-16T04:17:00.000-08:00

Last Day

2012-01-09T03:19:00.001-08:00

Hey there... 2day is my last day..ts amazing how fast the time goes....I wish u all the best much love and Hugs!

:D

2012-01-07T03:45:00.000-08:00

2012-01-07T03:33:00.001-08:00

For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans for good and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope."
Jeremiah 29:11

2012-01-05T09:43:00.001-08:00

The way to paradise or.. 4 Days left!

2012-01-05T09:33:00.001-08:00

still four days, then begins the long journey ...
Now there are only 4 days until I put myself on a journey into a new life ... in a new country ....IRELAND!
I'm already counting the hours until I board the plane and leave Germany behind me!

BUT dont worry...i´ll write here when i meet new ppl or whatever happen on my way to Paradise!

Lots of love!

2011-12-07T12:35:00.000-08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkqUAyc-9Ew

try 2 forget were u from...

2011-12-02T15:40:00.001-08:00

It was September 18, 2001. As usual, I had to do my shift as a news reader on Eritrea's national government-controlled radio station Dimtsi Hafash. It was just minutes before 6:30 a.m. I was almost ready with all of the Tigrinya news material given to me for broadcasting and was waiting for the on-air sign to flash and the countdown to begin. Then the phone rang.

A colleague stationed behind a glass divider picked up the phone and, seconds later, signaled to me to get out of the studio and take the call. "This is crazy!" I thought. "What sort of emergency is this?" I went out and picked up the phone. "Hello. Who am I talking to?" I asked. "I am Naizghi. Who are you?" the man said in a very unfriendly tone. It was Naizghi Kiflu, the new minister of information who had not yet called a press conference to introduce himself.

"Are you the news reader on duty?" he asked me. "Yes," I replied. "Come to the ministry's head office as soon as possible," he told me. "But Mr. Naizghi ... on-air time is approaching and ..." I couldn't even finish my statement. He said, "Just come here!"

I insisted. "But it would be better if I could at least begin the broadcast and do the headlines..." Naizghi interrupted me again: "Are you stupid? There is no bigger news other than what I am giving you. So come now!"

I left the studio with many thoughts rushing through my head. Has another border conflict with Eritrea erupted? But they signed the peace agreement, and we have the peacekeepers now. Could it be another war? It couldn't be! What was going on, then? There was the public statement made by the G-15 (a group of 15 ruling party pro-democracy dissidents) and distributed to independent papers. I had no idea what was happening out there.

I arrived in Naizghi Kiflu's office and found him writing on a sheet of paper with Ali Abdu, the incumbent Minister of Information. "Are you the news reader on duty?" Kiflu asked. "You listen now! The paper I am giving you is very important, and you will have to read it with a forceful voice!" he said. "You have to read it properly!" he repeated--again reminding me to use force in my voice. "Let me hear how you are going to read it!"

The anger I felt must have shown on my face. I was being treated like a beginner by a man, a newcomer, who had no clue or experience in the business of the media. Ali Abdu came to my rescue, saying, "Maybe you don't know him, but he is one of the most experienced journalists around." "Is he?" Naizghi asked while scanning me from head to toe. I took the piece of paper from him and left the office.

I was so impatient to read the contents of what I had been given that I was reading and running at the same time. I could see that, in addition to silencing people's voices, the statement was about shutting down independent newspapers. It was difficult to go on-air after I arrived back at the studio--I had to calm down and collect myself.

I finally read the announcement by 7:30 a.m. and went down to the coffee room at 8 a.m. Almost all of the staff members were there. One of them whispered, "While you were making the announcement about the shutting down of private papers, they were picking up people." "Like who?" I asked. "Those members of parliament who signed a petition calling on [President] Isaias [Afeworki] to hold a party congress," he replied.

There was nothing to be done. As far as the government was concerned, we were no better than those imprisoned, and it sent a clear message to all of us: "You too will get it--if you say anything!"

All was quiet. Independent papers were shut down. Voices were silenced, and hearts were dismayed. The whole situation just went from bad to worse.

Just one wish...

2011-11-30T11:31:00.000-08:00

I was workng hard today...now iam finished! Just on wish....to sleeeeeeeeeeeeep! Good night!!!

sooo beautifull...tht will be my Weddingsong!

2011-11-26T10:48:00.000-08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mTm6GHMYFrg&feature=related

Fuck off this day :/

2011-11-23T13:17:00.000-08:00

Aaaaaaargh i hate this fucking day seriously....and tomorrow the next is following...my dad has his 64 Birthday...and he couldnt enjoy it cuz he´s death...I miss him so much!

R.I.P Yohannes Gedamu
We will always miss and love u! :D

Afraid...

2011-11-23T01:21:00.000-08:00

Today is a really weird day...I have a big Appointment....and iam afraid! If the result is this, what I think it is...so then i´ll write it later on here :D

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Freaky Friday

2011-11-18T05:45:00.000-08:00

Today is Friday....Freaky Friday!

I began in the morning, when I stand up...Everything was confusing me...and then Work.. aaaaaaaaaargh!...its a really freaky Friday...and its not over...what comes next?