November 7, 2011: A Love Affair

As you can obviously read from the title, yes, it's true. I am having a love affair here in Germany. Two actually. Both with what is far older than I myself. Oh, but it's not in any way bad. My first is with "Piano Man" that good old Billy Joel tune that I heard for the first time in a funny movie called The Ringer a couple years back. My second is with "Hello Mr. Heartache" from the Dixie Chicks. Do people even remember the Dixie Chicks? I remember loving them as a little girl but how they fell out of style quickly. But anyway, yes, I'm having a love affair with music.

Is that even possible? To have a love affair with a song? Hmmm.... I don't care if it is or not, I am.

So I remember as a little girl, the only Dixie Chicks songs I ever listened to were "Goodbye Earl" and "Cowboy, Take Me Away." I actually found "Hello Mr. Heartache" the other day when I was looking through my brother-in-laws music on his old laptop that I've been using. By the way, Jonathan, I swear a quarter of the songs on your iTunes are duplicates.

I'm writing this blog entry today for a couple reasons. One, I have a lot of free time because it's Sunday and I'm waiting to Skype with my mom and I still have two and a half hours to wait and nobody is here. Two, I feel bad for holding you all on the line for so long without writing. Three, I just want to write a bit. And also, I'm sorry but I don't have any funny stories for you today.

So, you all know that it has been a while since I wrote an entry, but not a long time since I've written anything at all. In my absence from blogging, I am proud to say that I have written fifteen or so pages for my second novel, My Beautiful Death, a prologue, and four and a half chapters for my third novel, To The End, and even brainstormed an idea for a type of prequel to my first book which so far is unoriginally titled Memoirs of Brady Nilsen. Let's just say, Mr. Brady Nilsen who we all come to love with time was at one point in his life an incubus. Oh yes, you heard right. But I don't want to spoil the surprise any further, so, I will let you all just mull with that one.

Anybody remember the movie The Nightmare Before Christmas? I really want to watch it right now, because there is a cover by Fall Out Boy playing right now of the song "What's This?" when Jack finds the Christmas Town place.

Well, now I'm just sort of rambling with nothing to say in the spirit of this blog, so I'll let you all go.

Until My Next Post,
Mit freundlichen Grüßen,
Anna <3

November 6, 2011: A Largely Overdue Grab on the Behind

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So.... It has officially been way over a month since my last blog post, so this is definitely overdue, and I want to extend my sincerest apologies. I have had a lot of time to do this, actually, and in all honesty have just been putting this off....


I have "Whiskey Lullaby" on loop right now for some reason... It's making me all sad and sentimental. Let's get some happier tunes up in this place. Okay, now we've got this blog post's theme song playing. It's called "A Night Like This" and it's by Caro Emerald. It was pretty popular when I first got here, and I really like it a lot. It reminds me of a kind of secretive, dangerous, possibly slightly modestly sexy party, and that is why it is the theme song of this blog. So right now, go to Youtube and find the music video for it, and play it while you're reading this. Go on. I'll wait. Okay.



So, on October 23, Geraldine told me we were going to a disco party type thing for kids between the ages of 12 and 16. I was pumped because I LOVE dancing and I was psyched for a chance to dance the night away. Well, let's just say, at then end, I left with swollen feet, dirty glasses, and a pounding headache. You know when you leave a party in that condition that you partied the right way. And believe me, it was a great time!

The party began at seven pm, but it was a while away, so we had to be on the Party Bus (which was just a city bus rented by Sparkasse for the party goers) at 6:15 sharp. At four o'clock, Geraldine said it was time to start getting ready. Now, I've never needed two hours to get ready for anything before, and this was no exception. I took a bath, did my hair and makeup, and got dressed in forty-five minutes and then waited for Geraldine and Romina to be ready to go.

Before we go on, do you want to know a secret? Okay, I'll tell you.

In the month before I left for Germany, I bought quite a bit of new clothing for my time here. One of these articles was a white dress made of soft lacey stuff, and with a waistband just below my breastline. It went just above my knees and was a perfect fit when I left home. This was what I wore for my night out with Geraldine, and holy cow, the thing seemed to have grown. I am very happy to say that the reason is this: since I left home for my adventure I have lost thirty pounds and can actually put on every pair of pants I own without unbuttoning or unzipping them. So, the dress was a little too big, but I wore it anyway because I didn't really have another one good for the event. Or so I thought, when I got there, I wished I had worn my black skinny jeans and a tank top or something along the lines of that. I felt a bit overdressed and since most of the others were wearing dark colors I stood out a bit. Whoops! Oh well, I'm American, what do you expect?

Now, the first half of the party was a little suckish. The DJ played tons of great songs, but we would only listen to half a song at a time before running outside to talk, or find somebody who was rumored to be there, or this, or that. It would have been fun if I had been able to talk to any of them, but they all talk at a million miles an hour, so I was just lost. After a while though, we spent more and more and more time in the actual party area. Dancing, and laughing, and all those other things people do in clubs and at parties. We had a great time! But, I cannot even begin to count the amount of times I got groped or felt up in some way! I guess that is part of the whole experience, but really! German boys! Show some class for goodness sakes! I didn't go through a single song without somebody brushing my behind. Now, I'm sure most of these were accidents, but some were just too "Well, hi there, sir," to have been accidents. Haha, it's over now though, and we all had a great time!

After the party, we drove on the bus back to Kamp-Lintfort and ate a little bit at the local McDonalds which is like one of three places we all hang out. At midnight, Bodo picked us up and we went home. I took an Advil, and fell into bed and slept through the night.

Ah, good times. I'll write back soon. Promise. :)

Until My Next Post,
Mit freundlichen Grüßen,
Anna <3