Rawr! (Let Me Sleep)

So, I totally said that I would update every week, and I am almost into my first week, and I haven’t made a real post. The first two days outside of Arizona were mainly spent traveling on a plane. I have no roommate here, and I <3 my room. At first, I was uncomfortable in it, but now I am not. As I’m writing this, I’m watching Asterix, a French cartoon. It’s supposed to be about Asterix fighting off the Roman Empire, from what I remember of my French class, but there’s Indians (the Native American kind) in this episode... no clue why.

Anyways, I have three hours of German classes in the morning, three in the evening, and three meals a day, 30-minutes of German news and announcements a day, and Kaffeezeit (coffee time). Kaffeezeit involves CANDY and coffee. It’s like the British teatime, just in Germany and replaced with coffee. I think I’m doing pretty food with my German, since I’m able to get the basic jist of what people are saying to me, as well as being able to spell a word based on its sound, but I still feel so crippled with German. Do not pity me, the reason for this is because I am totally immersed in a foreign language that I have never really studied before :D. After all, think of all the different words you use while talking to someone... then imagine not knowing any of them.

Anyways, I’m making friends here. There’s a large variety of people here, and even the people sitting in my room right now are rather different. I yell to the Germans out of my window, and have hung out with them a little in front of the monastery. They don’t really know English, so there’s a huge language barrier, but it’s mainly just kids from both language hanging together, but only talking to speakers of their language. It’s interesting. One of them climbed a tree and shook it, sending pears flying everywhere. Last night they ran into the monastery, and got kicked out by the kitchen staff and language teachers.

My speaking lisp is sort of coming out, but in a different way. The past two days it’s only happened two days, but I will forget how to make a sound, and a sound really close to it will come out instead. At least I’m pronouncing everything correctly :D. I am happy that I can also tell when my classmates are incorrectly pronounce something, and can tell if someone is a native speaker by their accent. So, I can tell I am learning, I just can’t really quantify it yet.

Germans are secure in their sexuality, end of story. They were selling birth protection in the REALLY small drugstore, and magazines with COMPLETELY naked women on the cover in the supermarket. Hedersleben is really small though, even smaller than Buckeye. This town is covered with trees, and is rather cold in the mornings. Every person and thing here is friendly, even the bugs. I was trying to get a HUGE gangster bug out of my room, but it was just chilling on my wall instead. The flies here could eat the flies in Arizona, and the cats enjoy being literally picked up and carried around the town. Tomorrow is Sunday, and I will be going to the protestant church right next to the monastery.

In Liepzig, I bought a book under the “first reading book” section. I felt a bit pathetic, buying a little kid boo for myself xD. Then, my friend Nida was looking for incense. There was a really rude waiter who had just ripped the menu out of my hand (and another waiter that stared at me while flies danced on the pizza he was selling), and he told us to look for this one store for incense. The only warning he gave us was that it sold weird things. What could those weird things be? Why, bongs of course! The store sold bongs, hookahs, weird books, and some strange stuff that looked like pesticides. The only other ting they seemed to sell was incense. I wondered who could possibly use so many bongs, since there was easily over 100 in all different styles. To make the situation funnier, it was called the Chill Shop, and had a marijuana leaf on the store sign. Just remember, we ONLY bought the incense.

I love it here.

Ghosts

This was my first morning in Hedersleben. I decided to go to breakfast, and as soon as I was outside of the room, I put my key in the door to lock it, and I heard the furniture inside of it moving, and my toilet flushing. I was freaked out. I don't think it was the room next to mine, because when I went back to check it later, the room next to mine flushed their toilet, and it definitely sounded different. I asked one of the language teachers about ghosts, and he said there was a ghost in the cellar, but it was just a story and he wasn't sure if it was true.

Hai, Eat Me Pl0x?

After millions of years of evolution, we get the chicken. Specifically my roosters, who are right now crowing, while the hungry coyote that wants to eat them is howling less than a quater of a mile away. Nature, thank you for the brilliance of the chicken. We can only hope to be as smart them one day, so that while the hungry robots are within earshot, we have the cunning brilliance to scream, "Hai, eat me pl0x?".

Speaking of humans, I saw this in a public bathroom today.

What's THAT for? Are the employees going to flood the bathroom with it and enjoy a nice, improvised, hot tub?