this is fact not fiction
Last night, as I labored to understand Mann's labor, I was dreading waking up and facing Wednesday. Luckily this Wednesday was somewhat easier to get through than the last, if only for notes like "Ich verstehe gar nichts, schiess mich" in margins belonging to people who I generally find to be more intelligent than me. That moment where I realize that The Never Ending Wednesday is finally coming to a close is so tasty, though - riding home exhausted just to throw myself into my chair and not have to think for a few hours.
Tonight I drank korean schnapps with June, Se, Se's girlfriend, and their chinese friend whose name I couldn't tell you to save my life. We sat in Se's apartment, them doing most of the talking, me shoveling down rice to quench the burning that was inspired by the spicy korean soup which I was forced to gulp to get the taste of schnapps out of my mouth. They all look expectantly at me and ask me if I like spicy foods. A ha! The talk was mostly in German, but now and then somebody would break out into Korean and then they'd all go and I'd sort of sit there and look around. It was a strange feeling, but what isn't these days? Maybe its stranger still that these strange feelings are starting to feel less strange. Verstehst du?
After June - whose name is not actually June, but something crazy like Zuneun-ung - passed out, I rode home and to Jacky's. The two of us haven't just hung out in awhile, mostly because we have both been busy with classes, and then when we aren't busy with classes, we are each holed up in our rooms doing homework/ trying to defrag a bit with borrowed DVDs (I'm currently on Sex in the City: Season 3). Its been an.. einsam couple of weeks, and with the amount of homework that I have accrued with a week of just three days of classes (more than enough to slave over for the next four), its probably going to keep somewhat that way.
I guess now is as good a time as any to make a formal apology for how my writing has worsened/will worsen considerably over the coming months. I think just sitting in class all day (you will remember that Wednesdays are the Epicste of days) has made writing today even more difficult, but just reading over what I write makes my head hurt. I want to throw the German words for things in everywhere, but since that'd get old real fast, I will do my best to keep it to understandable English. It should already be obvious that I have trouble remembering what I should and should not capitalize... and there will be loads of other little things that come up without me really consciously realizing it, I'm sure.
Tomorrow I am going to SLEEP IN, then try to be an industrious and conscious person by getting some homework done. Then later I think June is going to save me from the 20th consecutive day of frying vegetables (though thats not to say that I don't still love them). Saturday morning I am going to join in on Jacky's tradition and join her at the Flohmarkt (flea market). Then Sunday we are going to try to leave early for Koeln (Cologne), explore the city a bit, and that night see Sigur Ros play at the Palladium. Now, sleep sleep sleep-
Tonight I drank korean schnapps with June, Se, Se's girlfriend, and their chinese friend whose name I couldn't tell you to save my life. We sat in Se's apartment, them doing most of the talking, me shoveling down rice to quench the burning that was inspired by the spicy korean soup which I was forced to gulp to get the taste of schnapps out of my mouth. They all look expectantly at me and ask me if I like spicy foods. A ha! The talk was mostly in German, but now and then somebody would break out into Korean and then they'd all go and I'd sort of sit there and look around. It was a strange feeling, but what isn't these days? Maybe its stranger still that these strange feelings are starting to feel less strange. Verstehst du?
After June - whose name is not actually June, but something crazy like Zuneun-ung - passed out, I rode home and to Jacky's. The two of us haven't just hung out in awhile, mostly because we have both been busy with classes, and then when we aren't busy with classes, we are each holed up in our rooms doing homework/ trying to defrag a bit with borrowed DVDs (I'm currently on Sex in the City: Season 3). Its been an.. einsam couple of weeks, and with the amount of homework that I have accrued with a week of just three days of classes (more than enough to slave over for the next four), its probably going to keep somewhat that way.
I guess now is as good a time as any to make a formal apology for how my writing has worsened/will worsen considerably over the coming months. I think just sitting in class all day (you will remember that Wednesdays are the Epicste of days) has made writing today even more difficult, but just reading over what I write makes my head hurt. I want to throw the German words for things in everywhere, but since that'd get old real fast, I will do my best to keep it to understandable English. It should already be obvious that I have trouble remembering what I should and should not capitalize... and there will be loads of other little things that come up without me really consciously realizing it, I'm sure.
Tomorrow I am going to SLEEP IN, then try to be an industrious and conscious person by getting some homework done. Then later I think June is going to save me from the 20th consecutive day of frying vegetables (though thats not to say that I don't still love them). Saturday morning I am going to join in on Jacky's tradition and join her at the Flohmarkt (flea market). Then Sunday we are going to try to leave early for Koeln (Cologne), explore the city a bit, and that night see Sigur Ros play at the Palladium. Now, sleep sleep sleep-
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