*pout*

I'm sleepy and don't want to write my paper. I have 4 pages ish. That should be good enough. Especially after she changed my topic on Monday. It was a historical paper on the African Germans, now it's on their identity. Because I have no idea how to write that, I just read a book that black interviewed women about how they grew up and that ( Read more... )

Things I realize are very weird:

I just watched two men unloading a giant wooden head from the back of a truck. And then, they unloaded a giant metal ... rabbit? ... Welcome to Berlin.

For some reason my tram isn’t running today. All I know is that police have quardoned off the area directly between me and IES. Yay walking!

Thing I randomly notice:

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The best way to ruin productivity is to go to a cafe and then come back and spend two hours chatting with people. This is however a wonderful way to spend a day. Plus there are drink plans for later!

Love and Hugs,
Kelsey

According to my computer I have about 5 minutes before class lets out and the IES compy lab fills with about 20 people all talking loudly. This will last about 30 minutes and then I can get back to my paper.  To fill the time I’m going to talk about Bev even more.

Friday morning we woke up several times before finally actually getting up. And by ( Read more... )

Food I crave right now:

Croissant sandwich

Onion rings

Pie

Ramen

Soup

Bacon

I am going to have the weirdest meal when I get home…

I recently ran across this question:  If you knew you could reach every person in the world with one sentence, what would it be?

Instead of telling everyone not to be at war, or to give peace a chance, or even love thy neighbor, I’d have to say love yourself. I mean this in a physical way; everyone should love the body they have. God knows it ( Read more... )

I’m far enough along in my papers that I feel like I can take some time and update about Bev some more.

I have an addendum to the previous Beverly post as well. We may or may not have committed an act of theft on the way home. And by theft I mean we may or may not have ripped a poster off a chain link fence and kept it. It was worth it.

Thursday ( Read more... )

What about me screams Italian? And for that matter, what about me screams tango dancer?!

These are now legitimate questions I feel the need to ask myself. By way of explanation let me spin a tale for you:

On the way home from the play Wednesday night (who knows when I’ll get around to posting this) I was stopped by two men looking for directions. ( Read more... )

So, because I can’t focus on my Term Paper right now, I give you the second installment of what I did while Bev was here.

Having left off on Wednesday, I will begin my story anew from Thursday.  Ok, so I just checked my previous update and now realize I only wrote through Tuesday. This may take longer than I thought.

Wednesday the 20th

I began the ( Read more... )

I swear eventually I will finish posting about Bev's trip here. As you can see this isn't going to be an update on it. Before I forget, in answer to my dad's question; "mistakes were made" was just a quote, I wasn't doing anything that would be considered a mistake. Though there were missed connections, an interesting amount of alcohol, mustaches, ( Read more... )