Every year, at what I'm almost certain is this time, I have the strongest desire to tear through my skin and just be free of myself for a day.

Its always an odd sensation when an important holiday passes around me. It’s the ‘real’ New Years Eve tonight, as far as I was concerned for the first 18 years of my life. I know its happening, because of my parent’s seasonal wishes on my voicemail, and the yarmulkes in the street on a Monday evening, and the nagging feeling that I should have ( Read more... )

Dear Mommy ( Read more... )

So, I knew I was leaving the country with no housing to come back to which is nerve racking enough, but thanks to GW putting a brand new hold on my account for no apparant reason 24 hours before my registration slot, I will have no classes either. Add that to the fact that Bush cut financial aid such that I am down a minimum of one scholarship and ( Read more... )

( More pictures of Germany )

( Pictures of Germany )

Well, you'll all be happy to hear that I traveled half way around the world only to recieve comments about my cheeks in German (which Adam had to translate for me). It's official, there's no escaping it. Laugh it up Jim.

I'm safe and well in Germany. I will update for real later but for now, if you would like a glorious postcard from Mainz (and eventually Mongolia), make it easy on me and post your address here.

ps. Favortie quote so far from a local. "Don't get shoes here, the prices are better in Scotland".

Professor Gardner ( Read more... )

Another year, and I think it's the first one that's felt like more than a day. Time has definitely numbed me (or healed, if you want to be optimistic about it). Two birthday's ago I was sobbing on the floor replaying recordings of her eulogy. This morning I awoke at 8:30, dressed to meet with some professors, and began my day. I lit a candle for ( Read more... )