Its raining a lot. Which sucks. Cause I have have not been able to go out for excercise times. I'm obtaining a decent, what I like to call, German Belly. Its my stomach except slightly rounder and I do believe its the result of eating too many breadrolls. Stupid bread, why does it have to be so convinient and delicious?
This morning I looked out the window and watched the rain, it looks so different today and I, retard, got WAY WAY WAY ahead of myself and thought OH MY GOD IT'S SNOWING! IT'S FREAKING SNOWING PEOPLE!!!!!
But then I thought about the temperature and the fact that I'm still running around barefoot and asked my aunty rather reservedly 'What kind of rain is that?' (Though still in my head thinking, please be snow please be snow please be snow). It isnt. It's just a shitty different kind of rain.
Well, I think it's time you pissed off now rain. I have had enough of you and would like it to be summer again. THANKYOU!
I had more to say but its time to eat....again. To be continued....probably.
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Differences.
Pretty sure my blog yesterday can only have one critique........abismal.
It is not my fault.
Alright I know, it is my fault. But like ah, shut up.
So I have been in Germany just about two months now and I do believe it is time to reflect and share with you what I have learned and discovered.
Anybody feel like we are back at school retreat yet??? Dont worry I'm not going to talk about weird candle-passing forgiveness ceremonies or letters I've written to people I don't like, how I'm sure they are actually a really really nice person, probably.
Ummm, I'll paaaasss.
So even though I'm living in a place similar to back home, though a bit smaller, I find it so much more interesting here. Not only because of the way it looks and feels but because of its history, and how I fit into it. I'm not totally sure that I DO fit into it, but it definitely has significance to me. My parents grew up here, and I'm constantly meeting new people who know them or were in their aquainted circle, and its just, cool. I always think to myself, if my parents hadn't moved to Australia then I would already know you, and, if my parents hadn't moved to Australia I probably would have already done this etc etc. And I'm getting to learn who and how my family is..In a way I'm catching up.
German flora and fauna is so different. I see a wider variety of wild animals running around here, hares, rabbits, squirrels, birds, deer, fox and other weird ferret type furry animals. And there are wild flowers everywhere! I go for a daily walk and I see so many different and pretty colours. And yesterday before I rode my bike back from the lake from reading in the sun, I totally stuck my head in a cherry tree and had myself an afternoon snack. Yeah ok, you couldn't call it a snack exactly, seeing as most of the ripe uneaten ones where much higher than my reaching abilities (even when standing on a rock) and I'm pretty sure I also ate a worm, but how many times do you get the oportunity to eat wild cherries at the lake?
The german people's mentality is strange but also quite unique. At first I thought they were just unfriendly and blunt. But actually I misunderstood and I'm pretty sure I'm not that different.
Australians will ask you how you are as a form of greeting but arent actually all that interested in a truthful response, they will also ask you how your weekends are or your holidays and ask you heaps of questions, really actually quite nosey, and all just to seem polite and interested, even if they aren't. I think, the german people either find it too personal to ask such questions or they just aren't interested in a strangers life and therefor don't ask. Thats not rude, its just another way of being polite. Although, yes I have come across some STONEY people. But mostly just nice ones.
Its possible to be nice and interested without being nosey and fake, and I don't think majority of Australians get that (ones in the service industry anyway) but then again, it is what is required as part of the job there. I dunno. Whatever. Its just different.
I could totally go on rambling about crap that probably doesn't even matter or make a difference. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I like it here.
I can't get too comfortable though, because once I'm comfortable I start getting lazy, and then I stop trying to improve myself and/or life situation. And the whole point of my travel expedition was to figure it all out and become a grown up. That in itself will prove difficult as I dont believe in growing up either..... Geez at odds with myself again, no surprise there.
It is not my fault.
Alright I know, it is my fault. But like ah, shut up.
So I have been in Germany just about two months now and I do believe it is time to reflect and share with you what I have learned and discovered.
Anybody feel like we are back at school retreat yet??? Dont worry I'm not going to talk about weird candle-passing forgiveness ceremonies or letters I've written to people I don't like, how I'm sure they are actually a really really nice person, probably.
Ummm, I'll paaaasss.
So even though I'm living in a place similar to back home, though a bit smaller, I find it so much more interesting here. Not only because of the way it looks and feels but because of its history, and how I fit into it. I'm not totally sure that I DO fit into it, but it definitely has significance to me. My parents grew up here, and I'm constantly meeting new people who know them or were in their aquainted circle, and its just, cool. I always think to myself, if my parents hadn't moved to Australia then I would already know you, and, if my parents hadn't moved to Australia I probably would have already done this etc etc. And I'm getting to learn who and how my family is..In a way I'm catching up.
German flora and fauna is so different. I see a wider variety of wild animals running around here, hares, rabbits, squirrels, birds, deer, fox and other weird ferret type furry animals. And there are wild flowers everywhere! I go for a daily walk and I see so many different and pretty colours. And yesterday before I rode my bike back from the lake from reading in the sun, I totally stuck my head in a cherry tree and had myself an afternoon snack. Yeah ok, you couldn't call it a snack exactly, seeing as most of the ripe uneaten ones where much higher than my reaching abilities (even when standing on a rock) and I'm pretty sure I also ate a worm, but how many times do you get the oportunity to eat wild cherries at the lake?
The german people's mentality is strange but also quite unique. At first I thought they were just unfriendly and blunt. But actually I misunderstood and I'm pretty sure I'm not that different.
Australians will ask you how you are as a form of greeting but arent actually all that interested in a truthful response, they will also ask you how your weekends are or your holidays and ask you heaps of questions, really actually quite nosey, and all just to seem polite and interested, even if they aren't. I think, the german people either find it too personal to ask such questions or they just aren't interested in a strangers life and therefor don't ask. Thats not rude, its just another way of being polite. Although, yes I have come across some STONEY people. But mostly just nice ones.
Its possible to be nice and interested without being nosey and fake, and I don't think majority of Australians get that (ones in the service industry anyway) but then again, it is what is required as part of the job there. I dunno. Whatever. Its just different.
I could totally go on rambling about crap that probably doesn't even matter or make a difference. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I like it here.
I can't get too comfortable though, because once I'm comfortable I start getting lazy, and then I stop trying to improve myself and/or life situation. And the whole point of my travel expedition was to figure it all out and become a grown up. That in itself will prove difficult as I dont believe in growing up either..... Geez at odds with myself again, no surprise there.
Monday, 18 July 2011
Ach Mann.
Letzte woche solte ich in Deutsch ein blog schreiben...habe ich nicht gemacht. Ja offensichtlich.
Eigentlich kann ich nicht so gute schreiben, und das ist gans anstreng. Aber ich fersuche es und habe auch Google Translate neiben ann.
Jedoch wissen wie faul ich bin, und ich sag euch yetz ich habe kiene lust alle worte zu nachprüfen. Wann das alles eine bisschen kacke ist dann ist das einfach so, ok?
Da ist nicht mehr zu sagen auf das thema.
Jetz muss ich schnell irgendwas anders vinden das ich gerne vergnügen kann.
Nah, und nunn fult es wei ich mein kopf gegen das want geknalt habe.
Es ist vorbie. Abe erst eine parr worte das ich gerner zu hören moch.
-Schatzi
-Liebling
-Locker
-Pfannkuchen, aber nur auf das grund das sie yetz hinter meir gekoched werden.
Ja, werklich, ich erschauder wann ich denk uber wie vieler fielern ich gemacht habe.
Tschüs!!
Friday, 8 July 2011
I Blame The Jägers
My first two days at the clinic were, how d'you say.... shit.
Yeah, first day there was a lot of making beds and generally not understanding a thing. Which is to be expected yeah. However still, after the first day I was thinking I am God, I can pretty much do anything....
Monday night was yet ANOTHER jäger type gathering in Blunk. Lots of jägers gathered together from different dorfs and we all wandered around through the wild around swamps and stuff. When we returned there was beer and meat.
Beer.
I don't know what it is, but for some reason people like to buy me beer. However since I am God and I didnt have to be back at the clinic till 1pm the next day, I did not deny myself the pleasure of enjoying this beer buying ritual....and later on, shots.
Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots. Cheers Lil Jon, "lets get ready to get fucked up" (?).....yeah think I beat you to that.
Wont say I didnt have fun, because it was SUCH an awesome night. And even though I was hanging with a bunch of mostly older men jägers and a couple of older jäger-mens women, I would say that the company was excellent and the conversation was just as swell. Pretty sure I talked a lot, though I don't know how or what about cause my german sucks. I also managed to wear a jäger hat the whole night (almost accidently stolen), it was far too big and I probably looked like a dork but I don't give a crap yo! :D
Sooo, Monday night was a laugh. Tuesday however, was not. I would say shortly before I passed out Monday night/Tuesday morning I managed to purchase a ticket, Destination: HELL.
Tuesday was by far a day not worth reliving. I still had hope at around 11am that I would make a swift recovery and be all fine n'dandy to go to the clinic. No. When I got to the clinic I thought my head was going to fall right off my shoulders, and two hours in I thought I was going to start crying, cause I felt so sorry for myself. But, you know, I was at work experience, I figured I had to pull myself together and 'Just Do It'. I'm pretty sure I have gone to work many times badly hungover, even got my mother to drive me to work the next day cause I was pretty sure I was still intoxicated...and it seemed to be fine! How come then, how come that day, I had to run out of a patients room and unceremoniously rid myself of my entire bodily fluids!!!!????????
Yeah Theresa. Not cool. Not a very good way to make a good impression. YOU ENTIRELY STUPID PERSON.
After that.... little episode, I was sent home. I was well upset cause I wanted to stay and learn, but on the other hand I was still seeing green. So I brought myself a bunch of grapes and went to home to bed.
Well, I dont think its safe exactly to say I've learnt my lesson cause I'm a notorious repeat offender........ but, I think I've learnt my lesson.
I think I was lucky cause they didnt know that I was hungover they just thought I couldnt handle it there. Although they are nurses, surely they would be savvy to that kind of thing?....Whatever, if they do know they didnt say anything and the last two day have been really excellent!
I'll be keeping you updated, though next week in German. Laters, T
Yeah, first day there was a lot of making beds and generally not understanding a thing. Which is to be expected yeah. However still, after the first day I was thinking I am God, I can pretty much do anything....
Monday night was yet ANOTHER jäger type gathering in Blunk. Lots of jägers gathered together from different dorfs and we all wandered around through the wild around swamps and stuff. When we returned there was beer and meat.
Beer.
I don't know what it is, but for some reason people like to buy me beer. However since I am God and I didnt have to be back at the clinic till 1pm the next day, I did not deny myself the pleasure of enjoying this beer buying ritual....and later on, shots.
Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots. Cheers Lil Jon, "lets get ready to get fucked up" (?).....yeah think I beat you to that.
Wont say I didnt have fun, because it was SUCH an awesome night. And even though I was hanging with a bunch of mostly older men jägers and a couple of older jäger-mens women, I would say that the company was excellent and the conversation was just as swell. Pretty sure I talked a lot, though I don't know how or what about cause my german sucks. I also managed to wear a jäger hat the whole night (almost accidently stolen), it was far too big and I probably looked like a dork but I don't give a crap yo! :D
Sooo, Monday night was a laugh. Tuesday however, was not. I would say shortly before I passed out Monday night/Tuesday morning I managed to purchase a ticket, Destination: HELL.
Tuesday was by far a day not worth reliving. I still had hope at around 11am that I would make a swift recovery and be all fine n'dandy to go to the clinic. No. When I got to the clinic I thought my head was going to fall right off my shoulders, and two hours in I thought I was going to start crying, cause I felt so sorry for myself. But, you know, I was at work experience, I figured I had to pull myself together and 'Just Do It'. I'm pretty sure I have gone to work many times badly hungover, even got my mother to drive me to work the next day cause I was pretty sure I was still intoxicated...and it seemed to be fine! How come then, how come that day, I had to run out of a patients room and unceremoniously rid myself of my entire bodily fluids!!!!????????
Yeah Theresa. Not cool. Not a very good way to make a good impression. YOU ENTIRELY STUPID PERSON.
After that.... little episode, I was sent home. I was well upset cause I wanted to stay and learn, but on the other hand I was still seeing green. So I brought myself a bunch of grapes and went to home to bed.
Well, I dont think its safe exactly to say I've learnt my lesson cause I'm a notorious repeat offender........ but, I think I've learnt my lesson.
I think I was lucky cause they didnt know that I was hungover they just thought I couldnt handle it there. Although they are nurses, surely they would be savvy to that kind of thing?....Whatever, if they do know they didnt say anything and the last two day have been really excellent!
I'll be keeping you updated, though next week in German. Laters, T
Sunday, 3 July 2011
Saumagen
In an attempt to improve my german skills I've decided I'm going to give up my english for a week. This means a whole week no speaking the ol' aussie speaky. Thinking, only in german. Reading only in german (which is a shame cause I'm totally into Hitchikers Guide To The Galaxy at the moment, like I'm right in there....). And the biggest blow, only typing and writing in german, this is more suck than the others cause my main contact with Australia is through friendface and emails, and my german writing skills are soo incredibly bad. I wrote a german email to my grandmother the other day and asked my younger cousin to proof read it and help me out, he only ended up having time to help with one paragraph, but he laughed out loud like a gazillion times.
However I figure if I'm going to be here for a while and if I want to make friends with people etc than my german just has to get better, its so frustrating having to talk so slow and not being able to simply say what it is that I want to say or mean. Especially when words is all you have!! I'm not a baby, I cant start squeeling or crying if I want to be fed or go to the toilet or whatever. I have to use my big girl words.
I was actually planning on starting this tomorrow, seeing as its a Monday, and Monday's are always a good place to start these kind of things.....especially since I only came up with the idea today, but thinking about it now, and the people it would mean to cut off. Maybe, I figure its a better idea to start this next week as to give my peeps a bit of a heads up! And a chance to say all the things that need to be said before I become a mute. I dont know what exactly will be so important to say, but if my friend told me they would be out of contact for a week suddenly out of the blue like this I'm pretty sure I'd be having a heavy heart. SO. DON'T. STRESS! I'll give ya a call.
In other news I just came back from being invited round to dinner in Blunk. Tonight on the menu was a traditional german speciality (from down south anyway) Saumagen which translates to sow's stomach. Essentially it's something similar to haggis, as in the principle is the same-stuffing stomachs. However saumagen uses pig's meat, vegetables (potato) and spices etc, is then stuffed into the stomach and can be either boiled or then sliced and fried or baked. We ate it baked and with two kinds of sauerkaut the normal kind and another kind though I'm not sure how to explain that one.
Anyway it didn't even look unappetising and tasted something rather like delicious. Even though I'm not a fussy eater and pretty much eat anything (except aaaawful disgusting blueberries) I'm still unsure if I would give Haggis a go. Its seems so.... what is the right word?
Blergh! I think pretty much sums it up. Anyway who knows if I will even ever have to look a serve of haggis in the eyes?
Bed time, I start my praktikum tomorrow morning! EXCITING!!!!
Love T.
However I figure if I'm going to be here for a while and if I want to make friends with people etc than my german just has to get better, its so frustrating having to talk so slow and not being able to simply say what it is that I want to say or mean. Especially when words is all you have!! I'm not a baby, I cant start squeeling or crying if I want to be fed or go to the toilet or whatever. I have to use my big girl words.
I was actually planning on starting this tomorrow, seeing as its a Monday, and Monday's are always a good place to start these kind of things.....especially since I only came up with the idea today, but thinking about it now, and the people it would mean to cut off. Maybe, I figure its a better idea to start this next week as to give my peeps a bit of a heads up! And a chance to say all the things that need to be said before I become a mute. I dont know what exactly will be so important to say, but if my friend told me they would be out of contact for a week suddenly out of the blue like this I'm pretty sure I'd be having a heavy heart. SO. DON'T. STRESS! I'll give ya a call.
In other news I just came back from being invited round to dinner in Blunk. Tonight on the menu was a traditional german speciality (from down south anyway) Saumagen which translates to sow's stomach. Essentially it's something similar to haggis, as in the principle is the same-stuffing stomachs. However saumagen uses pig's meat, vegetables (potato) and spices etc, is then stuffed into the stomach and can be either boiled or then sliced and fried or baked. We ate it baked and with two kinds of sauerkaut the normal kind and another kind though I'm not sure how to explain that one.
Anyway it didn't even look unappetising and tasted something rather like delicious. Even though I'm not a fussy eater and pretty much eat anything (except aaaawful disgusting blueberries) I'm still unsure if I would give Haggis a go. Its seems so.... what is the right word?
Blergh! I think pretty much sums it up. Anyway who knows if I will even ever have to look a serve of haggis in the eyes?
Bed time, I start my praktikum tomorrow morning! EXCITING!!!!
Love T.
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