<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:22:08.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunnies Without Frontiers - Lisa Mucca's Professional Experience</title><subtitle type='html'>On this blog you can read about the professional experience Lisa Mucca will gain in the next year! She is a 15 year old female bunny and was found on the Enzimi Festival in Rome. The goal is that Lisa Mucca will be part of different companies and social institution for one year, so that she can decide which profession she likes most and what she wants to do in the future. Have fun!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-8523312124797159297</id><published>2008-04-28T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:16:29.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 21.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYFir1irSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7fRHreASDF8/s1600-h/P1010277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194345313659432226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYFir1irSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7fRHreASDF8/s200/P1010277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYFjL1irTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QdZtMV-0Lmk/s1600-h/P1010282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194345322249366834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYFjL1irTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QdZtMV-0Lmk/s200/P1010282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My foster mom really wants me to become an Art expert. Here I am at the Hirschhorn Museum.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see any more sculptures - even if they are crazy bunnies making musik!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-8523312124797159297?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/8523312124797159297/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=8523312124797159297' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/8523312124797159297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/8523312124797159297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/04/diary-21012008-washington-dc.html' title='Diary 21.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYFir1irSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7fRHreASDF8/s72-c/P1010277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-5749438037041887549</id><published>2008-04-28T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:09:53.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 18.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYAp71irMI/AAAAAAAAANk/fuUKNs8qknQ/s1600-h/P1010276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194339940655344834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYAp71irMI/AAAAAAAAANk/fuUKNs8qknQ/s200/P1010276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We passed the new Museum of the Native American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYAq71irOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SX4-O8jn3wQ/s1600-h/P1010288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194339957835214050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYAq71irOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SX4-O8jn3wQ/s200/P1010288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shillin' in the sun at the World War II Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYArL1irPI/AAAAAAAAAN8/J5cC2MHKZy8/s1600-h/P1010294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194339962130181362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYArL1irPI/AAAAAAAAAN8/J5cC2MHKZy8/s200/P1010294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I visited good old Abraham at his huuuge Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYDz71irRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/419g8jRbWAo/s1600-h/P1010301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194343410988920082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYDz71irRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/419g8jRbWAo/s200/P1010301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And that was the end of the day. Back home!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-5749438037041887549?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/5749438037041887549/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=5749438037041887549' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/5749438037041887549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/5749438037041887549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/04/washington-dc.html' title='Diary 18.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBYAp71irMI/AAAAAAAAANk/fuUKNs8qknQ/s72-c/P1010276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-4492379258691719232</id><published>2008-04-28T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:08:41.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 18.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>Today... another day by bike. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX83L1irJI/AAAAAAAAANM/L-LANktajD4/s1600-h/P1010255.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX96b1irLI/AAAAAAAAANc/FJQxx3Kjmbc/s1600-h/P1010284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194336925588303026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX96b1irLI/AAAAAAAAANc/FJQxx3Kjmbc/s200/P1010284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold as you can see!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foster mom and I toured all the touristic sites in Washington DC. First I saw the Obelisk and then- of course - we went down the Mall to the Capitol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX96L1irKI/AAAAAAAAANU/o2UKM5-M5Z0/s1600-h/P1010256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194336921293335714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX96L1irKI/AAAAAAAAANU/o2UKM5-M5Z0/s200/P1010256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX81r1irHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/b6SHdL7AxKU/s1600-h/P1010263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194335744472296562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX81r1irHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/b6SHdL7AxKU/s200/P1010263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX82L1irII/AAAAAAAAANE/2gOBsZ17MYQ/s1600-h/P1010275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194335753062231170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX82L1irII/AAAAAAAAANE/2gOBsZ17MYQ/s200/P1010275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-4492379258691719232?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/4492379258691719232/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=4492379258691719232' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/4492379258691719232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/4492379258691719232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/04/diary-18012008-washington-dc.html' title='Diary 18.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SBX96b1irLI/AAAAAAAAANc/FJQxx3Kjmbc/s72-c/P1010284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-7248814157202170834</id><published>2008-04-22T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:59:17.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 17.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4xur1irCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CgxprCSRCZw/s1600-h/P1010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192142098515799074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4xur1irCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CgxprCSRCZw/s200/P1010249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4xvb1irDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oTUdjVWpgrY/s1600-h/P1010251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192142111400700978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4xvb1irDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oTUdjVWpgrY/s200/P1010251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4xx71irEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/dH4I8EulFk0/s1600-h/P1010252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192142154350373954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4xx71irEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/dH4I8EulFk0/s200/P1010252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry I can´t remember the artist who created this thinkfull donkey. And the spider... think that I saw such a huge one once in Bilbao. But the last sculpture is famous. It´s build by Miró.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-7248814157202170834?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/7248814157202170834/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=7248814157202170834' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7248814157202170834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7248814157202170834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/04/diary-17012008-washington-dc_22.html' title='Diary 17.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4xur1irCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CgxprCSRCZw/s72-c/P1010249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-1580086553713858314</id><published>2008-04-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:31:01.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 17.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4rp71iq8I/AAAAAAAAALs/X9Efkk2Uvsw/s1600-h/Casaca+April+2008_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4rL71iq7I/AAAAAAAAALk/IKVWUNDX51w/s1600-h/P1010248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192134904445578162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4rL71iq7I/AAAAAAAAALk/IKVWUNDX51w/s200/P1010248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello, can you see me. Yes, it´s me. In the Sculpture Garden. Seems like I am becoming an Art expert. Need to read the brochure first and then let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4qR71iq4I/AAAAAAAAALU/wwPjIEGUxyk/s1600-h/P1010234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192133908013165442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4qR71iq4I/AAAAAAAAALU/wwPjIEGUxyk/s200/P1010234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you know this guy. Roy Lichtenstein. The house he build seems like a real one, right? Like 3D. But it´s not. It´s flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-1580086553713858314?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/1580086553713858314/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=1580086553713858314' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/1580086553713858314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/1580086553713858314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/04/diary-17012008-washington-dc.html' title='Diary 17.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4rL71iq7I/AAAAAAAAALk/IKVWUNDX51w/s72-c/P1010248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-2447410013782693682</id><published>2008-04-22T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:12:59.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 16.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4obr1iq2I/AAAAAAAAALI/uRiu0nbp-Mg/s1600-h/P1010228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192131876493634402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4obr1iq2I/AAAAAAAAALI/uRiu0nbp-Mg/s320/P1010228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this city!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-2447410013782693682?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/2447410013782693682/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=2447410013782693682' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2447410013782693682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2447410013782693682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/04/diary-16012008_22.html' title='Diary 16.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4obr1iq2I/AAAAAAAAALI/uRiu0nbp-Mg/s72-c/P1010228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-7844325983912751895</id><published>2008-04-22T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:13:38.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 16.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>I know that I didn´t write for a very long time. But because Casaca send some pics from somewhere in the world I think that I have to catch up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see where I spend my next fabulous day in Washington DC. At Freedom Plaza/Pennsylvania Avenue. Right in my back is the Capitol and in the front the White House and the Treasury. I show you more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4keb1iq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/jbNENZsuME8/s1600-h/P1010225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192127525691763522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4keb1iq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/jbNENZsuME8/s200/P1010225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4jO71iqzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9BV4btJEsXY/s1600-h/P1010224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192126159892163378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4jO71iqzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9BV4btJEsXY/s200/P1010224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4k4r1iq1I/AAAAAAAAALA/q3CxRC1fJ3A/s1600-h/P1010226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192127976663329618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4k4r1iq1I/AAAAAAAAALA/q3CxRC1fJ3A/s200/P1010226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-7844325983912751895?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/7844325983912751895/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=7844325983912751895' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7844325983912751895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7844325983912751895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/04/diary-16012008.html' title='Diary 16.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/SA4keb1iq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/jbNENZsuME8/s72-c/P1010225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-209631895026895244</id><published>2008-02-21T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:13:56.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 15.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard about the lady who is sitting in front of the White House for more than 25 years? Since 1981?&lt;br /&gt;Have a look!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73u9qbCvkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/v26gV4MVtgE/s1600-h/P1010223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169550690418343490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73u9qbCvkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/v26gV4MVtgE/s320/P1010223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-209631895026895244?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/209631895026895244/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=209631895026895244' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/209631895026895244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/209631895026895244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/02/diary-15012008_21.html' title='Diary 15.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73u9qbCvkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/v26gV4MVtgE/s72-c/P1010223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-530614553195056884</id><published>2008-02-21T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:14:15.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 15.01.2008 Washington DC</title><content type='html'>Hey, things happen...&lt;br /&gt;When I wrote my diary the last time I was totally frustrated and now... I am in America!!&lt;br /&gt;My mom brought me back home after I stayed for almost three weeks with the music blog guy and told me that she will smuggel me to America. Thus, here I am. Have a look at the pictures! I went to the White House!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama for President!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73rLKbCviI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pHnreJ2RwEQ/s1600-h/P1010220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169546524300066338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73rLKbCviI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pHnreJ2RwEQ/s200/P1010220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73q76bCvhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5TL_4jasUGU/s1600-h/P1010218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169546262307061266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73q76bCvhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5TL_4jasUGU/s200/P1010218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-530614553195056884?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/530614553195056884/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=530614553195056884' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/530614553195056884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/530614553195056884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='Diary 15.01.2008 Washington DC'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R73rLKbCviI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pHnreJ2RwEQ/s72-c/P1010220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-5254287840892667488</id><published>2008-01-28T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:43:47.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 27.12.2007</title><content type='html'>My Mom called!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to know if everything is ok, if we get along with each other and if I meet some famous musicians yet. Hello Mom!! He never took me anyway. He didn't even look at me!!&lt;br /&gt;When Joern recognized my angry face, he went to the living room to talk to her. I hope that he is ashamed! At least a little bit…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can hear him, listen:&lt;br /&gt;“Nein, ich hab sie noch nicht mitgenommen. Irgendwie hab ich’s vergessen… Ja, ich weiß….Nein, ich nehm sie schon noch mit…Ja, ist ein wenig Scheiße gelaufen…Doch, sonst fühlt sie sich ganz wohl - LIAR!! - ...Ne, haben wir nicht…Ne, du kannst sie grad nicht sprechen, ich glaube sie schläft – DAMN LIAR!!...Ja, ja, Sylvester nehmen wir sie bestimmt mit…Ja, mache ich… Du auch schöne Grüße an Björn… Tschüß!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-5254287840892667488?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/5254287840892667488/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=5254287840892667488' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/5254287840892667488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/5254287840892667488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-27122007.html' title='Diary 27.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-1577281945637659666</id><published>2008-01-28T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:21:21.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 26.12.2007</title><content type='html'>... I don't want to stay here any longer, I can't!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom, could you please bring me back home?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-1577281945637659666?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/1577281945637659666/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=1577281945637659666' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/1577281945637659666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/1577281945637659666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-26122007.html' title='Diary 26.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-958235120115902524</id><published>2008-01-28T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:18:18.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 25.12.2007</title><content type='html'>I don't want to stay here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-958235120115902524?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/958235120115902524/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=958235120115902524' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/958235120115902524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/958235120115902524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-25122007.html' title='Diary 25.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-8907995111844515236</id><published>2008-01-28T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:17:29.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 24.12.2007 Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Today is Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate monster opened the last windows – 5 at the same time – and as the days before didn’t even recognize me! Not to mention that she didn’t share her chocolate with me…!&lt;br /&gt;She is always the first who is awake, Joern and Cori try to avoid to wake up as long as they can. If they knew that I observe them every minute while sitting on my shelf here in the kitchen, I think they would act differently!&lt;br /&gt;Today is Christmas. Thus they can’t forget me, her guest, her little bunny – like they did the last days.&lt;br /&gt;But what?! They leave!! They don’t take me with them!!&lt;br /&gt;“Hello, let me come with you, wherever you go!! HELLO!! Can’t you hear me??!!”&lt;br /&gt;They left!!! THEY LEFT!! WHAT ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY, MY PRESENT, ALL THE GOOD FOOD…?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-8907995111844515236?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/8907995111844515236/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=8907995111844515236' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/8907995111844515236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/8907995111844515236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-24122007-christmas.html' title='Diary 24.12.2007 Christmas!'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-2678625927618156756</id><published>2008-01-25T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:16:12.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 23.12.2007</title><content type='html'>One day before Christmas and Joern doesn’t have to work the next days. I am so sad! Not only that he never took me to an interview yet but he didn’t even bring me to his workplace! Even Casaca went with Steffi to her office and was allowed to help her and make some copies! He doesn’t even look at me and when I shout at him, he doesn’t react. Maybe because of a language barrier?&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t want to be to desperate. In the next days we will celebrate Christmas together and of course I will get a present. After all I am their guest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-2678625927618156756?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/2678625927618156756/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=2678625927618156756' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2678625927618156756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2678625927618156756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-23122007.html' title='Diary 23.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-367990321590401862</id><published>2008-01-25T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:47:02.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 21.12.2007</title><content type='html'>I am very disappointed!!&lt;br /&gt;Not only that the little girl didn’t even look at me but even the guy didn’t apologize himself for forgetting me! Actually he didn’t even look at me!&lt;br /&gt;The only one who is nice to me and takes care about me is the mom of the little chocolate monster – Cori. She gave me something to drink and told me not to have to high expectations about my first internship.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she did so because she knows her boyfriend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-367990321590401862?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/367990321590401862/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=367990321590401862' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/367990321590401862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/367990321590401862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-21122007_25.html' title='Diary 21.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-1205425729717328156</id><published>2008-01-25T08:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:45:56.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 21.12.2007</title><content type='html'>My mom left, she told me that she will call me, and here I am. I slept on the shelf. My new hosts didn’t offer me a bed, not even a sofa! What a loss of privileges! I always slept in my mom’s bed…but I am sure that’s because I will sit so many times on a sofa with music stars that they don’t want me to sleep on one. Maybe I will fall asleep on a sofa with a star because I got used to it.&lt;br /&gt;I will be a star!! I will be a star!!! Lalalalaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;I woke up very early this morning. I was to curious about what will happen. And you know what…&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened!! Absolutely nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all the little daughter – Elsa – woke up, ran into the kitchen, grabbed her 4 “Weihnachtskalender” (the one without chocolate actually isn’t interesting) and didn’t even look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Totally under time pressure the music blog guy – by the way his name is Joern –got dressed, made himself a slice of bread and…&lt;br /&gt;left the house! I can’t believe it! He left the house without taking me with him! Wait! WAIT! WAIT FOR ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-1205425729717328156?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/1205425729717328156/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=1205425729717328156' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/1205425729717328156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/1205425729717328156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-21122007.html' title='Diary 21.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-7189429405194954789</id><published>2008-01-24T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:44:44.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 20.12.2007</title><content type='html'>My mom will not be in Leipzig during Christmas and New Year. Therefore she is wondering if I should really stay with this music blog guy or not.&lt;br /&gt; "What if you don't like it", she asked me. "I can't bring you back home until January!"&lt;br /&gt;I told she doesn't have to worry. This guy plus his little family sounds very interesting to me and at least I can try it! I know I have no experience in the music industry but I do my best. I swear! So today she brought me to her friend's home and now I am a bit in doubt...&lt;br /&gt;While they were talking, I found a place on a shelf in the kitchen and observed everything. First I found it curious that they had 5!! "Weihachtskalender" – 4 of them filled with chocolate - but they have just one kid. That's what I found out: They have a small daughter, almost 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, five "Weihachstkalender" for one kid? Maybe one is for me? Or they don't have a kid but a little chocolate addicted monster?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will get to know her. Hopefully we get along with each other!!&lt;br /&gt;My Mom leaves me alone. It was hard for her, I could see it. But she didn't cry which was actually good because I wouldn't have known if I had cried too!! There she goes! BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-7189429405194954789?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/7189429405194954789/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=7189429405194954789' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7189429405194954789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7189429405194954789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-20122007.html' title='Diary 20.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-2729796742324388523</id><published>2008-01-22T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:23:31.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 19.12.07</title><content type='html'>Juhu,&lt;br /&gt;my mom told a friend about me and that I want to do an internship and he said that I can stay with him for a while. You must know that he is a very cool guy. He is a journalist...somehow. That means he works for a company that wants to publish a music blog. Also a blog, like mine! And therefore he has to interview a lot of interesting and very famous musicians and he told my mom that he will always take me with him to the interviews!!&lt;br /&gt;Last week he did an interview with Culcha Candela and the other week an interview with Barbara Morgenstern!&lt;br /&gt;I will meet all these famous stars! He said that he will take me to all the interviews and I can sit on the couch with them! Acually &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; will be a star!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa Mucca...a star!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already hear it: &lt;strong&gt;"We proudly present Lisa Mucca, the newborn singer-songwriter talent from Italy who grew up in Leipzig..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so exited!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-2729796742324388523?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/2729796742324388523/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=2729796742324388523' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2729796742324388523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2729796742324388523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-191207.html' title='Diary 19.12.07'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-8167235782597000236</id><published>2007-12-17T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T05:43:03.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 17.12.2007</title><content type='html'>Wow, almost one week since I wrote my diary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is...I am still here! That means Leipzig. Still not on an exciting journey in an ambulance. My mom got in contact with some guys from the company she send my letter of application to. They told her that they are very sorry, but they cannot decide on their own if I can do my internship at their company and that my mom should talk to the big boss. Thus, she said - yes - for her bunny daugther she will do almost everything (by the way, she was a bit afraid that if she is going to talk to the boss, they will come and pick her! up with an ambulance!) but they didn't send her a telephone number. She will try to get in contact with them again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... it's not so bad here. I have a new friend! It's my foster mom's old BARBIE. We both sit next to her bed. She is sooooo pretty and she has a nice dress on which my mom bought her in the United Arab Emirates. It is long and black, and she can cover her whole clothes with this dress. And she has a nice scarf - also in black - so that she can cover her blond hair. I like her very much! We wanted to take a picture together but my mom's camera is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone has another idea for an internship for me, please write me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-8167235782597000236?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/8167235782597000236/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=8167235782597000236' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/8167235782597000236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/8167235782597000236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2007/12/diary-17122007.html' title='Diary 17.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-4547226634016430011</id><published>2007-12-11T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T04:32:09.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 11.12.2007</title><content type='html'>Hey, we got a letter!! I have a cousin in San Francisco?? Of course Casaca is the first one who is mentioned - like always, but o.k. This is a sign after I felt so lonely and homesick. Let's see! By the way I stiiiiill don't have news about my planned internship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caoi Casacca!! LISA!!&lt;br /&gt;it's Bunnita, your cousin...&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how is life in Leipzig with your crazy mommies? I was sent to San Francisco to live with an aunt for the winter... that's fine with me... NYC is too cold anyway, and my mother is a lunatic. I am glad you have made a blog... I LOVE IT. i am on facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=586524982"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=586524982&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Kisses my Bunny Loves. XXXXBunnita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-4547226634016430011?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/4547226634016430011/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=4547226634016430011' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/4547226634016430011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/4547226634016430011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2007/12/diary-11122007.html' title='Diary 11.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-7747194861467788285</id><published>2007-12-09T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:01:58.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 09.12.2007</title><content type='html'>I'm sad! Casaca's new host Steffi send an E-Mail and told my foster mom that Casaca had already a lot of adventures the last days. By the way, he got drunk again! And me? What about me? I didn't get a response to my letter of application yet, I was reading the entire weekend, while my mom went to a radio workshop. Of course she asked me if I want to come around but I wasn't in the mood. I still don't understand the people, hopefully someone will Italy will write me soon. I am a bit homesick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-7747194861467788285?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/7747194861467788285/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=7747194861467788285' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7747194861467788285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7747194861467788285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2007/12/diary-09122007.html' title='Diary 09.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-7977227794440961325</id><published>2007-12-06T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:20:47.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 05.12.2007</title><content type='html'>Today we went to the post office to send my letter of application. Hopefully I will get a positive response!! I did my best to write a nice letter and I think I look good on the picture. Let's see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-7977227794440961325?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/7977227794440961325/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=7977227794440961325' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7977227794440961325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/7977227794440961325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2007/12/diary-05122007.html' title='Diary 05.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-409649268440536359</id><published>2007-12-06T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:17:14.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cover Letter</title><content type='html'>Leipzig, den 04.12.07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betreff: Bewerbung um einen Praktikumsplatz als Rettungssanitäterin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehr geehrte Damen und Herr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wie ich von meiner Adoptivmutter erfahren habe, haben sie einen ganz tollen Beruf und erleben jeden Tag viele interessante, spannende neue Sachen. Ich bin jetzt 15 Jahre alt oder jung (wie sie es gerne sehen möchten) und gerade vor 2 Tagen aus Rom nach Deutschland gekommen. Ich bin mir noch nicht ganz sicher, was ich in der Zukunft gerne machen möchte. Ich bin mir nur über eines sicher. Ich möchte irgendwann eine Tätigkeit ausüben, die mit Menschen zu tun hat, die Sinn macht und mit viel Action verbunden ist!&lt;br /&gt;Aus diesem Grunde möchte ich ein Jahr lang so viele Praktika wie nur möglich absolvieren - immer für jeweils einen Monat – um möglichst viele Erfahrungen in unterschiedlichen Arbeitsbereichen zu machen. Ich werde hoffentlich in einem Kindergarten mitarbeiten, vielleicht gehe ich zum Radio und an die Kunsthochschule möchte ich auch. Aber ein Monat bei Ihnen – mein erster Monat - wäre ganz toll! Sie haben bestimmt immer viel zu tun und fahren ganz schnell im Auto rum. Sie können mich überall mit hinnehmen, ich bin sehr fleißig und lerne schnell. Sogar Blut kann ich sehen und ich spreche zwar nicht sehr gut Deutsch, dafür aber mehrere andere Sprachen! Am liebsten würde ich schon morgen bei Ihnen anfangen! Ich hoffe sie lassen mich an der Erfahrung als Rettungssanitäter eine sinnvolle und verantwortungsvolle Tätigkeit auszuüben teilhaben!&lt;br /&gt;Anbei sende ich ihnen meinen Lebenslauf und würde mich sehr über eine Zusage freuen. Bei Fragen können sie mich per E-Mail oder telefonisch erreichen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mit freundlichen Grüßen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Mucca Muntel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anlage: Lebenslauf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-409649268440536359?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/409649268440536359/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=409649268440536359' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/409649268440536359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/409649268440536359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-cover-letter.html' title='My Cover Letter'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-2265951060754085590</id><published>2007-12-06T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:13:24.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R1g7chXCqcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/v55w6LaVurs/s1600-h/Lisa+Mucca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140924335820810690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R1g7chXCqcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/v55w6LaVurs/s200/Lisa+Mucca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Name: Lisa Mucca Muntel&lt;br /&gt;Anschrift: ???&lt;br /&gt;Telefon: ???&lt;br /&gt;E-Mail: &lt;a href="mailto:carmen.muntel@gmx.de"&gt;carmen.muntel@gmx.de&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog: &lt;a href="http://www.lisamucca.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.lisamucca.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geburtsdatum: 29.09.2006 (15 Jahre jung, Hasen werden in einem Monat ein Jahr älter)&lt;br /&gt;Staatsangehörigkeit: Italienisch&lt;br /&gt;Eltern: unbekannt&lt;br /&gt;Adoptivmutter: Carmen Muntel (Lisa Mucca wurde am 29.11.2007 auf dem Enzimi Festival in Rom gefunden und auf der Seite &lt;a href="http://www.theftandrescue.com/"&gt;http://www.theftandrescue.com/&lt;/a&gt; offiziell adoptiert)&lt;br /&gt;Geschwister: ein Bruder, Casaca 13 ½ Jahre jung (ebenfalls am 29.11. adoptiert)&lt;br /&gt;Schulbildung: Schule des Lebens, interkulturelle Erfahrung&lt;br /&gt;Sprachen: Italienisch (Muttersprache), Englisch (ganz o.k.), Deutsch (so la la)&lt;br /&gt;Computerkenntnisse: Blogs erstellen, im Internet surfen&lt;br /&gt;Interessen: Karotten essen, Süßigkeiten verschlingen, sinnstiftende Arbeiten ausführen die mit anderen Menschen zu tun haben&lt;br /&gt;Fähigkeiten: kommunikativ, fleißig, kreativ, vielschichtig&lt;br /&gt;Sonstiges: kein Führerschein vorhanden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-2265951060754085590?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/2265951060754085590/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=2265951060754085590' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2265951060754085590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/2265951060754085590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-vita.html' title='My Vita'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V5S3Pfa-7Z8/R1g7chXCqcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/v55w6LaVurs/s72-c/Lisa+Mucca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-5692867212889066561</id><published>2007-12-06T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:04:48.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 04.12.2007</title><content type='html'>I wrote my first letter of application!!! Casaca left, so my mom has time for me, just for me!! I miss my brother a lot - of course - but now she pays me her full attention. Thus, we discussed about where I want to do my internships. I want to work in different institutions for one year and it should be interesting and fun and action! My mom had the idea that I could apply at the "Rettungsdienst" which means I will drive in an ambulance for a month. When they accept me...?! I really hope so!! Thus, we wrote a letter of application. Hopefully I get a reply!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694603244366274360-5692867212889066561?l=lisamucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/feeds/5692867212889066561/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694603244366274360&amp;postID=5692867212889066561' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/5692867212889066561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694603244366274360/posts/default/5692867212889066561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamucca.blogspot.com/2007/12/diary-04122007.html' title='Diary 04.12.2007'/><author><name>C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694603244366274360.post-9206830286463130433</id><published>2007-12-06T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:37:38.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary 02.12.2007</title><content type='html'>I'am going to Germany! So many things happened in the last days. I was hard for me to cope with so many new experiences. I got an adopted brother within the last days, I made new friend - Otis and Sito - who will come with us to Germany, more exactly to Leipzig, and... I will try to find a job!!&lt;br /&gt;Casaca is always on tour. Yesterday he told me that I should come with him to a "Urban Disorientation Game". For what? I prefer to sit on the bed and think seriously about my future! When Casaca and my foster mom came back, they were a bit drunk and the next day they both had a hangover. Serves them right! Casaca told me proudly that he tried alcohol for the first time. I don't think that he should be proud about this experience! And I don't know what to think about my foster mom. As it seems, she was the one who gave him alcohol to drink. What an irresponsible person!&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to get ready for the long journey. The others told me that we will first fly to Berlin (I know that it's the capital of Germany!) and then we have to drive to Leipzig. 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I'm stuck! But why? And where? I am stuck in ring for cows! What does this mean? Help! Heeeelp!! Heeeeeeelllllllp me !!!.......-rain, cold - could someone help me, please? please! please. I am not going to cry. No! I am strong. Am I?... But wait, there are two women! I have to move! Wait! Help! Heeeellllp me!!! Rescue me! Oh, they saw me... they come...they...grap me! Here we go. 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