January 2011
10 posts
I’m sick of following my dreams, man. I’m just going to ask where...
– Mitch Hedberg (1968 - 2005)
Ich habe Brieffreundinen!
I have (lady) pen pals!
I went onto Conversation Exchange and found not one, but TWO pen pals in Berlin, Germany. So, today I wrote two letters in German to my new friends. And now I have a headache.
:: Leaving the life you once knew :: →
Oh, christ.
Ask them for the reason why they moved to Berlin, the usual explanation given by Auslanders and elite German people alike is that they felt a strong urge to break free from the confinement of their original surroundings to live the unconventional life of an artist in what they believe to be a more laid-back, non-conformist, and artistically inspiring place… Unaware of the...
As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), Faust
Hallo! Mein Name ist Inigo Montoya...
I thought I was bad at talking about myself in English, but it turns out I’m even worse in German.
I’m looking for an apartment, and wg-gesucht.de is the place look, as far as I know. It’s better than craigslist, and once you get some basic German under your belt (or learn how to use wordreference.com) then you’ve pretty much got a handle on what you’re looking for...
other: So, what do you do?
me: I'm an opera singer.
other: Oh, wow! That's awesome.
me: Yeah... it's weird.
(They laugh.)
other: Do you perform?
me: I'm moving to Berlin.
other: What's in Berlin?
me: Umm... (something about studying or looking at graduate schools or the culture or art scene until they seem satisfied with the answer)
other: That's so exciting!
me: We'll see.
Basic research is what I am doing when I don’t know what I am doing.
– Wernher von Braun (1912 - 1977)
uproot
/ˌəpˈro͞ot/Verb
1. Pull (something, esp. a tree or plant) out of the ground.
2. Move (someone) from their home or a familiar location