Alrighty, so... New things here in germany: NOTHING
nothing is new. I read. A lot. Everyday. What do I read? Kafka. More Kafa. Analysis of Kafka. Then when I am done with that... O wait, I generally am never DONE with kafka work. So anybody who might potentially miss me and wonders what wonderful new and exciting things are going on here, wonder no more, for there are none. This leaves me with really short conversations with friends and relatives. So if you want to save yourself the time, just read this post, and you will no longer need to call me.

I got really tired of going to parties pretty fast, which is good, because I now no longer have time to go out to parties. I have THAT much studying to do. It is good studying. I am learning a lot. My german reading abilities are seriously skyrocketing. I like some of my classes, others not so much. The ISP courses are pretty much a joke, so they balance out my week quite well due to the obscene amount of time it takes me to read Kafka stuff.

I also go to Ultimate on monday and friday nights, and I think it helps keep me sane. I get to exercise (stay healthy), talk to people (stay slightly socially active), talk to people IN GERMAN (improve german speaking and listening skills), play ultimate (arguably my favorite sport), and just do some good old 'running my ass off' and get some endorphins going (helping me not go crazy and depressed). So that is always lots of fun, plus the people at Ultimate are generally really nice, and some of them aren't actually too bad.

Oddities about myself. ok, so I have this really weird ability to adapt to change quite well. This can often be good, sometimes not. Meaning, not having a car, or even being in a car at all, doesn't bother me that much. Being completely on my own, not seeing my family and friends, being around completely new people, dealing with a new educational system, having new languages thrown around daily, and all that other crazy 'international' stuff that freaks people out and makes them homesick, or lonely, or stressed because of a new culture doesn't really bother me. Sure, I kinda miss seeing my family and friends, but honestly, I haven't really gotten super homesick, I haven't broke down crying wanting to come home, or anything else of the sort. Sure, I guess you could also call that emotional detachment, but I'll stick with "adapts well to change. I have a hard course load, but I study a lot. Most of my focus is, therefore, diverted from home. I have some friends here. I don't mean to say that I just hang out with my friends here and forget that everybody in the States exists, but I don't feel super duper sad that I am not at home either. I know that I would just get stressed and frustrated were I at home anyways. I am gonna be spending a lot of time in the library studying this semester, and I won't have lots of free time. So if I don't get to talk to people back at home much, I am not dead, and I do still love you all, I just have a lot going on.
Also, one things Germany lacks (for me at least)... IS DRAMA. and that is a good thing. I feel like so much of my life back home (especially when at mizzou) is wrapped up in drama, and thank the lord!, cause i don't really deal with that here. and i like it.

Well, back to Franz (Kafka). Adios Amigos.