Monday, May 25, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Fulbright Placement
So maybe you know, maybe you don't, but I'm going back to Germany for another year.
Last time I lived in Dortmund. (See handy-dandy map below.)
Today I received a notification from the Fulbright Kommision that I've been placed in Berlin.
Now because this is a blog and you can't see my face or hear my tone I'm going to use HTML text blah-blah-blah-something or other and a picture or two in order to express myself properly.
I'm going to Berlin!
BERLIN!
Last time I lived in Dortmund. (See handy-dandy map below.)
Today I received a notification from the Fulbright Kommision that I've been placed in Berlin.Now because this is a blog and you can't see my face or hear my tone I'm going to use HTML text blah-blah-blah-something or other and a picture or two in order to express myself properly.
I'm going to Berlin!
BERLIN!
The Last 6 Months in Review
November, I've decided, is my second least favorite month of the year, February prevailing. Fall begins to fade into winter, Christmas season forces itself upon us, and it get's cold.
December was a busy month but I had a lot of fun, too. All of the exchange students from first semester were still here and my finals weren't too horrible (at least not in comparison to the current situation).
January escapes me. I don't really remember January... I believe it sucked. Julian (aus Deutschland) had went home, Tara was getting deported (not really but kind of) back to Ireland, and the Estonians were long gone. Second semester started with a crash instead of the traditional "bang" and...
Boom, that brings us to February, my least favorite month. February is a cramped, sad little month. The weather sucks, no one actually like Valentines Day, Groundhogs Day (once my favorite holiday) is a joke (which is why it was my favorite), and most people seem to be suffering from some sort of post-holiday depression. I find this especially true among university student populations who had a nice five to six week break from living in shared 10 x 10 box, ate something other than cafeteria/fast food, and now find themselves back in the box with the same shitty food working long hours and late nights.
There may have been a dance in March. I think there was. I believe March is when Wesleyan holds their "Formal" (i.e. a prom with booze). This year was the first time I elected to go... and one time was enough.
April was a marathon. No, a triathlon. I ran, I swam, I biked... not really. April was really intense though. You know when you're waiting in line to board a roller coaster and you stand there in the hot sun for what feels like hours next to two screaming kids barely tall enough to meet the height requirement and a big fat smelly guy who sweats a lot and keeps bumping into you and thereby branding you with his oder? And you know how when you finally get up to the shaded portion of the line right before you board that you're always like one person away from actually getting on the darn thing? And you know how then you realize you really need to pee but you've already been waiting in line for the better part of your natrual life and suddenly you're consumed with indecision? And then you know how when you finally say, "screw it, I'm getting on this roller coaster!" and you start to buckle yourself in and the cars lurch forward and start to make what seems like a completely ridiculous set of unsafe noises in thier asent and you realize this was really bad idea? And then when your car finally starts to break at the peak you're given two options: throw your hands up and scream or simultaneaously pee and puke. That was April for me. I'm not sure what I did, but it seems to be working out ok...
December was a busy month but I had a lot of fun, too. All of the exchange students from first semester were still here and my finals weren't too horrible (at least not in comparison to the current situation).
January escapes me. I don't really remember January... I believe it sucked. Julian (aus Deutschland) had went home, Tara was getting deported (not really but kind of) back to Ireland, and the Estonians were long gone. Second semester started with a crash instead of the traditional "bang" and...
Boom, that brings us to February, my least favorite month. February is a cramped, sad little month. The weather sucks, no one actually like Valentines Day, Groundhogs Day (once my favorite holiday) is a joke (which is why it was my favorite), and most people seem to be suffering from some sort of post-holiday depression. I find this especially true among university student populations who had a nice five to six week break from living in shared 10 x 10 box, ate something other than cafeteria/fast food, and now find themselves back in the box with the same shitty food working long hours and late nights.
There may have been a dance in March. I think there was. I believe March is when Wesleyan holds their "Formal" (i.e. a prom with booze). This year was the first time I elected to go... and one time was enough.
April was a marathon. No, a triathlon. I ran, I swam, I biked... not really. April was really intense though. You know when you're waiting in line to board a roller coaster and you stand there in the hot sun for what feels like hours next to two screaming kids barely tall enough to meet the height requirement and a big fat smelly guy who sweats a lot and keeps bumping into you and thereby branding you with his oder? And you know how when you finally get up to the shaded portion of the line right before you board that you're always like one person away from actually getting on the darn thing? And you know how then you realize you really need to pee but you've already been waiting in line for the better part of your natrual life and suddenly you're consumed with indecision? And then you know how when you finally say, "screw it, I'm getting on this roller coaster!" and you start to buckle yourself in and the cars lurch forward and start to make what seems like a completely ridiculous set of unsafe noises in thier asent and you realize this was really bad idea? And then when your car finally starts to break at the peak you're given two options: throw your hands up and scream or simultaneaously pee and puke. That was April for me. I'm not sure what I did, but it seems to be working out ok...
Monday, October 20, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
And we're off..
School has officially begun which means that I have fifteen other things to do that take priority over blogging about it so here's a real quick update:
- I start my new job on September 5th.
- Jack just had his three month check-up and is 17.5 lbs.
- I'm taking twelve credit hours this semester and attempting to get some work done on my senior thesis.
- The two Germans boys I adopted (one's my I-pal, the other was a stray we found on campus) are readily adjusting to Lincoln. Lately my spare time has consisted of helping them read aerosol deodorant labels so they actually buy deodorant and not just body spray.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Cupcake
Oh yes, and I got a new car a few weeks ago... her name is Cupcake.
Kylee, my six-year-old niece, helped me pick it out. It's cute, it's little, and twelve years newer than my last car.
I <3 Cupcake.
Kylee, my six-year-old niece, helped me pick it out. It's cute, it's little, and twelve years newer than my last car.
I <3 Cupcake.
A new year begins...
... academically speaking this coming Monday.
This is, if all goes according to plan, my last year at Wesleyan and I'm currently in the process of trying to make some huge, potentially life altering decisions. It's not fun. It's kind of exciting, but mainly, it's terrifying.
In other news.... my I-Pal got here yesterday. His name is Marcel Wolke and he's from Dortmund Germany. We met while I was still there and he's at Wesleyan for the fall semester. My job is to show him around Lincoln and Wesleyan, help him get through classes and general abroad adjustments that he'll need to make. Yesterday and today we got a lot accomplished... cell phone, dorm room, groceries, housing contract, visa stuff, and a bunch of other administrative type things. In addition to Marcel I've temporarily adopted another German exchange student (his I-pal was away last week and unable to join us today) named Julian. Basically I'm doing my best to ensure that their transition to Wesleyan and the necessary paperwork that accompanies it all is easier than mine was to Dortmund.
I'll write again soon!
(I'm hoping it'll be a bit easier now that I'll be getting on an actual schedule again.)
This is, if all goes according to plan, my last year at Wesleyan and I'm currently in the process of trying to make some huge, potentially life altering decisions. It's not fun. It's kind of exciting, but mainly, it's terrifying.
In other news.... my I-Pal got here yesterday. His name is Marcel Wolke and he's from Dortmund Germany. We met while I was still there and he's at Wesleyan for the fall semester. My job is to show him around Lincoln and Wesleyan, help him get through classes and general abroad adjustments that he'll need to make. Yesterday and today we got a lot accomplished... cell phone, dorm room, groceries, housing contract, visa stuff, and a bunch of other administrative type things. In addition to Marcel I've temporarily adopted another German exchange student (his I-pal was away last week and unable to join us today) named Julian. Basically I'm doing my best to ensure that their transition to Wesleyan and the necessary paperwork that accompanies it all is easier than mine was to Dortmund.
I'll write again soon!
(I'm hoping it'll be a bit easier now that I'll be getting on an actual schedule again.)
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