And today's stalker is...

The dogs here are so well behaved. They’re hardly ever on a leash. Seriously, I think the German dogs can understand German better than I can.

Müsli is good. I had it with milk for the first time today because I went shopping this afternoon.

I’ve been here over two weeks. It’s kind of weird to think about. And, I’ll say it again, it’s definitely weirder to think about the fact that I’m in Germany than to actually be in Germany.

Last night I asked Manuel about him sleeping in the afternoons. He said that everyone does it in Spain and that it’s called a siesta.

I was listening to my iTunes (for hours on end) and Green Day’s Wake Me Up When September Ends came on, and I got to thinking. It is September. A year ago, I was in Ann Arbor starting my sophomore year of college. I remember being in the van on the way to church and Michale said, “Well, it’s October… somebody wake up Green Day.” And that was a year ago. It’s just hard to believe how fast time goes.

Most of my time was spent today in front of my computer until I decided to go out for a walk. And I really wish I wouldn’t have done that. …Because I acquired something like a stalker. I was walking along, minding my own business when I passed a guy going the other direction. He said something to me, so I stopped. After a few words, he asked if he could walk with me and I said sure. And so we walked and talked. He was nice and friendly and I didn’t think much about it. He wanted to sit on a bench, so I sat with him and looked at the scenery and talked. He was asking what I had planned for tonight, so I said that I didn’t know. I didn’t want to go anywhere with him, so I said maybe homework. But then he asked if I wanted to go to a restaurant that was seriously 30 seconds from where we were sitting, and so I said ok. He asked for my phone number and so I gave it to him (stupidly). And then it started to get creepy. I don’t know when I realized that he was hitting on me and simply not being innocently friendly. He kept grabbing my hand and acting weird and creepy. Before we left, he asked me to sit right beside him, and I refused repeatedly. After we left, he walked with me for a while. I think at first he tried to grab my hand, but I kept it firmly in my pocket, so then he put his arm around my shoulders (and now my shirt smells like bis BO). I told him I had to meet people in the bar, he hugged me, and I left. I went to the bar and looked around for people I knew, but there was no one. So I went back to my room. Manuel was there and I told him briefly about it. He said to be careful (and I fully plan to). But I was still freaking out and so I called Stephane and asked if I could talk with him. He said he had a friend over, but that I could come. So I went down to his room and told him about it… and he laughed. He thought it was quite funny and he told me not to worry. But I still don’t like it. I stayed in Stephane’s room for a while and then left when he went out to a party. I’m glad Stephane is my friend and I’m glad I currently live with Manuel. Don’t worry about me though. I definitely plan to tell him to back off when/if I talk to him again. And Stephane said to call the police if he persists. And I will.

Michigan is currently ahead! Hopefully it stays that way.