So, tomorrow night I'm going to see Murder by Death play in Muenster. Needless to say, I'm excited, and expect it to be an awesome show. I only hope they play the songs I want to hear, which are unfortunately from an album released four years ago. I have my fingers firmly crossed.
So, it's been a while since I last wrote. Things have been getting a little hectic, but admittedly, I was just lazy this last week. When life is too busy, I like to take a little time to myself, and that was precisely what I was doing last week. So how on earth do I remember what I was doing three weeks ago? Well, chances are, I don't. But I'm stupid enough to try, anyway.
So, Monday, 10th May. I had uni in the morning, and then I spent the afternoon baking treats for the Eastern European evening that Mi was organising. Then I helped set up in the Eurobiz Office. The night was a lot of fun, and it all went really well, so I was pleased for Mi. She'd organised a system where everyone attending had an envelope on the wall, and people could leave messages for their friends, etc... I got some very cute ones. I think my favourite was an anonymous one that said, "You look as sweet as your cookies." I'm not sure if I'd like it more or less if I knew who wrote it - I suppose that depends entirely on the author. Anyway, I was exhausted and went home around midnight.
The next day, I somehow managed to stay awake through German class. I went home afterwards and had a sleep, and that evening I went swimming with D. He's not much of a swimmer, but it was nice to go for a dip. I was still absolutely exhausted, and as such, was feeling pretty lethargic and quiet. So I declined dinner in favour of going home and sleeping. I felt bad, but in retrospect, it was a wise move. I'm not pleasant when I'm exhausted.
Wed 12 May I had uni, same as always. I played table soccer with Ka, A and Mi that night - what a great team of girls! We went to Sappho because the English pub was charging for entry, which meant that we actually had to pay for the table soccer, but it was only E0.50, so we all scrounged for change. Good times!
Thursday was a public holiday. I wasn't going on the Vaterstag tour because honestly, several hours of walking and more drinking and no public toilets isn't exactly my cup of tea. I was still tired. So I think I just had a pretty quiet day. No idea, really. Keine ahnung.
On Friday I had German, then I had lunch and quickly went to the shops for some food. I made sandwiches and bought lollies, then caught the train to Koln. When I got off, not entirely sure where I was going, some kid asked me for directions to Gebaude 9, which is where I was headed. So I ended up walking there with them, which was kinda cool. Some kid finishing his beer out the front gave me a swig, which is definitely working in the spirit of punk rock. So I went in as Mariachi El Bronx started, and they were amazing. So good I bought a t-shirt. I had a couple of beers, saw a local band called Paraquat, and then saw the Bronx. And honestly, it was one of the best shows I've seen. Some kid got KO'd in the first 30 seconds... but after that, everyone was just dancing and having fun. I screamed my throat raw and danced my ass off. Must have looked like a complete tard, judging from the couple of Fb photos I got tagged in, but I don't care. It was amazing.
Not so amazing was waiting for four and a half hours for the train home. It left Koln at 3:20am... I took some photos of the Dom from the outside and wandered a little in the old town, but honestly I was just tired and cold. So I was pleased to finally get on the train. Some kids who had been at the show were sitting across from me, off their fucking faces - maybe just drunk, but who knows. One of them had a quiet vom into the bin. I was pleased when they got off before me. I had a couple of transfers and finally got home at 7am. Went straight to bed, and slept until about 1pm.
Saturday, 15 May. I got up, showered, and chilled out for a while. Made some more food (hello, sandwich) and caught a train to Muenster. Got there at about 8pm, and found my hostel. The hostel was just one floor of a building, very small, but the woman working there was incredibly friendly and I was really pleased with the hostel itself. Which is why I'm sleeping there again tomorrow night after the Murder by Death show, but I'll get to that eventually.
So, at 9pm I walked to Gleis 22. Cute little bar. Had a Radler (try anything once - I guess I liked it, but prefer my beer to taste like beer, not lemons) and watched Von Dort, the local band. They reminded me of Dinosaur Junior, which was good. The frontman put me off a little bit, though - I guess mostly I didn't like the vocals, but also it was just a bit awkward at times. Oh well. I stood next to Ted Leo for a few songs, so really, I was too busy trying not to start gushing to him about how much I love him.
Between bands I bought a Ted Leo & The Pharmacists tshirt, and their new CD, which has gotten a few listens. It's good, but I don't love it like I do with the old stuff. Oh well. Their merch guy was lovely and picked the Australian accent. Anyway, Ted Leo & The Pharmacists were amazing. I had high standards and I was still blown away. They played this tiny room, and it wasn't even crowded, and it was still an incredible show. And they were funny! I heard all of the songs I needed to hear, plus a bunch of new ones and some old stuff - it was a good mix. I have the setlist on my wall, not too far from the Bronx setlist... it was a productive weekend for souvenirs.
After the show, I told the drummer how amazing it was to finally see them, and baed for the hostel. Went to bed, was tired, and managed to get a pretty good sleep. But I did wake very early, and after waking again a few times, I eventually just got up at 7am, despite the fact it was Sunday, and I didn't need to be anywhere in a hurry. I had the free hostel breakfast (Toast and jam, coffee, tea) and caught the train back to Pb. I can't remember what I did on Sunday. Probably my laundry - Sunday is nearly always laundry day.
Monday, I had class as per usual. Then Mensa lunch with Mi and V and a few others, which was good fun. That night was Mi's farewell, because she was going home to Cz on Tuesday. I think she was disappointed in me because I declined the tequila shot, but I could never have stomached it. Such an unhealthy weekend. (I didn't tell you about the entire packet of lollies that I ate in the Koln train station between 1am and 3am. Or a few extra beers, but whatever).
The farewell was at the Irish Pub, because it was an easy location and our favourite table soccer location. Mi picked me up on the way into the city and we met her friend there, and I can't remember his name, but he was lovely. Anyway, everyone else showed up eventually, and it was a good night. Mi and I had a sad farewell outside, and regretted that we'd only just become friends. But she's already booked a trip back, so all is well! We'll have fun again. No one else dances with me in my kitchen with the Distillers blaring while I sing at the top of my lungs, and then tells everyone they know that they love my voice. Sweet thing. Plus no one else noticed when at lunch, C didn't even look at me or say a word. But Mi noticed. I like that. I've just started to ignore him back. If I'm a ghost, then so is he.
Anyway, on Tuesday I ran into Mi again at uni, and we met later for a final Mensa lunch. Sad times. No idea what I did any nights last week, so don't ask. Wednesday I had extra German after lunch and didn't get home until 4:30pm. That meant another Mensa lunch with V and some others, which is entertaining, but the food is so terrible. I'm a bit sick of their salad. Speaking of food, lately I'm on a mission to eat more healthily. This means cutting out more processed food and eating more raw stuff. I'm starting, but it's a matter of striking a balance and eating the proper amount, too. I always overeat. Anyway, I have a fridge full of veggies, which is always good.
Thursday and Friday were German class, and other than that, I really have no idea. Saturday night was a party at AF's flat, and I was well-armed with Gin & Tonic. Cl and I spent the better part of the evening singing, using the guitar of someone else who lived there... suspect it was another D, but I could be wrong. Anyway, we decided we're going to play together sometime, and work out some songs. Summertime (jazz standard) was a bit favourite. And she can play trumpet. Amazing. Anyway, hopefully that'll happen this coming Sunday.
Sunday I slept in really late. That evening was a BBQ with J and friends at the Paderwiesen. The weather was sunny and warm, so I was able to wear a skirt for once. I was so happy to be in the sunshine! Also happy that my food was cooked first, because the single-use grill they'd brought wasn't hot enough for long enough to cook everyone's food. We played cards afterwards, and I wasn't losing, which is always nice. It was light until about 10pm, which is when we packed up. J told me that in Summer it stays bright until midnight. Jesus, that's not going to be nice, when I have to go to sleep at 10:30 so that I can get up at 6:30 for the German course.
Anyway, on Monday it was a public holiday. I lazed about and did my laundry, and my German homework. I can't really remember much else. I was pleased to have such a relaxing day. My room is once again looking like a Chinese laundry, because I have bed sheets hanging up on the line strung between the window and the unused bedframe. It's kinda amusing, really. Anyway, yesterday was German course again, and the exam is getting nearer... I'm getting more nervous. But I was pleased that I got 19/20 for the last listening comprehension. I hope the exam is so easy! But I know it won't be. I won't fail, but I'd like to do well, so I really need to do some more work. Plus we're still learning new grammar. Ugh.
Highlight of yesterday was running into M2 in the cafete, and having good conversations with nice people. Also that S wouldn't sit next to me while I was sitting with a man, so I didn't have to put up with her dead-weight broken German. At least I try to string a sentence together, and even if it's terrible gramatically, at least I've tried. I wish I could say the same for her. I freaked out a little last week when we were learning komparitiv and superlativ, and she said I was her best friend. I can see why she's isolated here, if she won't even sit at a table with men at it. But she latches onto me sometimes and it gets on my nerves, so I guess I'm finally cracking the shits with being sympathetic. I have no sympathy for people who don't try.
Anyway, today was German again. I sat downstairs with the boys in the pub, and S declined to come, so I was quite pleased. It was much better conversation. I had lunch in the Mensa with F and then tandem with Ka - it was her turn, so I took my Australian roadmap and talked a little bit about the country, and then taught her how to swear a little better. In my defense, I also taught her words like "hydroponic", and that she should never say "ain't", but you'll probably only remember that I taughed her that "beating the shit out of someone" means bashing them up.
This morning was sunny, but now it's cold and rainy. I only hope tomorrow night is better. Anyway, I'm a little hungry, so I'm going to snack on something and do my homework. Tomorrow I'm having lunch with F and friends, and then the show in Muenster. I'd better check train times. I'm nervous and excited already.
Oh, and I need to write a few people back on Fb. K finally responded to my sms sent a few days ago... granted, I never replied to the last one, but I realised that he's just vain and untags himself from any unflattering photo. Whatever, it's not my problem. Anyway, maybe dinner next week. And A has replied to a message I sent to ask whether she's going to the Eurovision Party in the Eurobiz office next week... I don't have a tv, so I'm totally excited that I can watch it there. Should be great fun.
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