Muss nur noch kurz die Welt retten...

March 1, 2012. Bowling Green Ohio. After 2 very long days in Chicago, and 2 very good glasses of wine, I am feeling surprisingly well-rested, although I haven't had a good night's sleep for a good week or two. Impressive to anyone that knows me. I tend to need a lot more sleep than the average Bürger.

If the guy in his car outside would stop playing his music so loud than perhaps I could write a coherent sentence. Dare to dream. I am definitely ready for this chapter of my life (AKA "das Studentenleben") to come to a close. There truly is a season for everything. It was fun while it lasted, but frankly, I'm 24 and it is getting old. While my counterparts in Germany may still be in school until they're 30, that's simply not the life for me. I need to be done, and soon. I'm ready for something different.

Naturally that something different involves me going back to the place I've been a thousand times before: German-speaking Europe. It will, however, be different this time, as a I will be gainfully employed. (At least I hope so). If it's meant to be, it will be.

In the meantime, I am finishing up my master's and pondering what it is I'm meant to do with my time in the near future. Write a book, become tri-lingual, get knocked-up? (the last one was a joke in case you were wondering).

Mal sehen. All I know is that on Friday of this week I will be heading to LA to soak up some sun in my hot pink bikini. Look out world, ich komme.

-LG,

Molly-le

My plans are changing and evolving, and, as usual, everything is (seemingly) working out for the best. I'm going to end up heading for Europe sooner than I anticipated, which is both a blessing and a curse at the same time.

In other news, I just got through watching die Verfilmung of Die Klavierspielerin and I am slightly disturbed. Elfriede Jelinek really knows how to write depressing, disgusting novels that eventually turn into French films.

Family

I hate the fact that I love to travel. I hate the fact that I feel at home in so many different countries. It makes life so much more difficult. There are so many wonderful people in my life, and they are all scattered throughout the world. I am very excited about the next chapter in my life, but I just wish that my family could always be by my side. I love them more than anything in the world. If there's one thing I learned while abroad, it's that there's no replacement for your family.

<3

Letting people in

It's funny, but up until recently I didn't realize how much I try and push the people I care about most away. The more I care about someone, the less I tend to tell them. I guess I've always been afraid about what they would end up thinking about me. But I'm starting to see that a friendship isn't really a friendship if personal details aren't shared (the good, and the bad). While I'm not advocating sharing the most intimate details of your life with someone that you have only known for a month, I do think that you should be able to trust a friend that you have known for years. And, starting with my study abroad experience, I've learned slowly but surely to learn to trust the people closest to me. Here's to learning something new about myself every day.

Molly