An old man with a burlap bag said, "How you doin', my daughter?" He put in the hole of his old rusty crawler and fed me three pills a day to keep me from gettin' taller.
Fortunately, I escaped.
Actually, I just rode the emo train into super-super-busy-life-is-awesome-weekend: after People Rock Friday came Saturday with more phone calls (Tootlez is my personal hero and I promise that I am going to visit Jesh and bake cookies or something) although they made me miss my train, which meant waiting an hour and then Adventures in Augsburg trying to find the church from the train station- I actually didn't have too much trouble, thanks to some rather nice old ladies, but I also worked out how to do it with public transportation because it is a LONG walk, even for German standards. And the lock-in was awesome- I love hanging out with Nadja and Anja and the kids in the youth group are so funny- picking out costumes for the video was hilarious, and Franzi kept me up late asking me just about anything she could think of in English. And it was FREEZING in the church so I didn't sleep well but adrenaline got me through the day- we filmed scene 2 of the video (which we will try to edit tomorrow- I hope the software I have is decent and likes Christoph's camera) and after church I had adventures involving being in such a hurry to get to my train, only to end up 15 minutes early. But at least I got to wait in the train, where it is warm. And then I went to Aichach, where David picked me up and we went to his house for an awesome Bilingual Thanksgiving, because David's mom is American and his dad is German and the whole family is bilingual and it was so awesome to be surrounded by people who speak English and German pretty much at the same time, and we'd switch languages from one sentence to the next and I felt totally normal in that environment, somehow- they had two other guests- an American woman who married an Austrian and they're living in Munich, where David's older sister Lidia lives- I am definitely getting myself out to Munich to hang out with Lidia sometime soon because she was awesome and seriously has a perfect Midwest accent, which is somehow comforting. I stayed a while (there was pumpkin pie, made from fresh pumpkin because there is no canned pumpkin here!) and came home and Miri was here and we hung out a bit and I was so exhausted but I had to make some phone calls related to the last few posts. . . you see, I'm moving again. It's a complex situation, but I'm okay with it and I'm 95% certain that I'll be moving in with Anja's family- the details will get put into place tomorrow and I'll probably move Wednesday. I don't know yet if I'll switch schools- we're still working that out, and I promise to keep you updated.
I was so sleepy when I got up this morning- I ended up staying up until 10 last night and 6:15 came far too soon, and I am still exhausted. . . it was snowing as I walked to the bus and kept snowing all day- I cannot believe I went to school at all. It's melted into yucky mush on the streets, but the grass is still all white because we haven't seen the sun yet, and it'll be dark in half an hour anyway. Fun random school moments:
-Chemistry had me confused for a bit when they started doing equations with the element J- I was fairly certain that there's no element beginning with J, but then I found out that it is the chemical equivalent of x. Then came German, which reminded me of Dailey's class when I took a few quotes out of context:
Herr Friedl: So what did they call her? A Satanist? A Socialist?
Student: (answer)
HF: Right! A sadist!
HF: Was ist ein Bastard?
Yes, Schiller is great literature. (This is irony- Schiller is terrible and I miss Shakespeare SO MUCH. Even Shelley's better than this dude, and that is saying a lot because I hated Shelley.)
In English class, the conversation turned to the moon landing (anyone who wants to hook me up with a copy of Moon Palace because I'm too lazy for Amazon would make me pretty happy) and this exchange took place (it=moon landing):
Herr Kunst: And it happend where?
Jakob: On the moon. . . .
HK: Right!
And Religion somehow produced the idea that a person doesn't have to shower after getting married because, hey, you're married, it's not like you have to impress anyone anymore.
I love Germans.
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hey, showering is a must. I'm sorry. maybe it's just bavarians that are like that. hee hee
um, sweet. I talked to Steffi, and she was very eyeopening. i hope that you email me. and it's great that you got to go to the lockin.
knew it would all be ok,
I didn't say I agreed with non-showering, just that it was the idea that came forth during Reli.
Isn't pumpkin pie made with fresh pumpkin so much better than when it is made with canned? That is how we get it in charlottesville. Happy T'giving, Kar! Will send another email soon.
Love,
Cindy
I am so sorry that I took so long to email back!
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