Sleeping is my Dream

When I type these up, I always forget the little instances from my day that made my day interesting. Maybe tomorrow when I’m all alone and not incredibly tired I will tell some of them from the past few weeks.

So last night Stephane called me and I ended up journeying down to his room at midnight. He was watching some weird late night show where they showed clips from really outrageous (in a ‘I can’t believe there are people that stupid/redneckish/pathetic/superficial who actually exist’ way) clips from other talk shows. There were a few from Maury and Jerry Springer. I just had to cover my eyes and shake my head. At one point I said, “Warum muss ich Amerikanerin sein?” (why do I have to be American), but a more appropriate response would’ve been “Why do they have to be American”. I was there until about 2:30.

This morning we had more AYF stuff. There was one entertaining thing that happened, but I'm too tired right now to do it justice. I’m afraid of the university courses. I’m afraid of all of the courses. And I really want to take French. If you think about it, it makes more sense to take French in Germany than it does to take it in the USA.

This evening six of us went to Vauban again and made dinner. It was really fun and really good, like always.

Oh, and I met a cool guy in Kaufhof, but I’ll save that story for tomorrow.