"Ich bin ein Berliner!"

So just fyi, everyone knows that is incorrect German, right? In German you aren't "a student" or "an American" you "are American" or "are Student." So when JFK said, "Ich bin ein Berliner" he said, not "I am a Berliner" but instead, "I am a jelly donut", which is what "berliner" with an article is. Every has that? Ok, but I entitled my blog that because I feel like I finally am "a Berliner" or "Ich bin Berliner". I actually also live now about 400 m from where JFK gave that speech, I finally live in the West. Actually East Berlin is cooler in a lot of ways, but not the way that involves me living in bumble fuck nowhere with a crazy-bitch. But East Berliner has been restored and it's where all the "bo bo" want to live. Which is a term I like a lot, it means "bohemian bourgeoisie" think of Dublin moms who shop at whole foods and insist on hybrid cars. But there are a lot of them in Germany, and they all live in Prenzlauerberg in former East Germany.

So I have been just walking around the city, finding hot spots, bars, restaurants, every place I go I find something completely different that I've never seen before. Plus, I'm finally really starting to feel like part of the IES group. With the exception of bitchy comments from a certain someone, I really have had no problems with anyone. And I mean, one has to consider the source, the bitchy comments stem from a girl who is just plain unpleasant, and it really only makes her look like a pyschopath. Other people are starting to notice. And this girl said to Steve, "You're so nice. I try to be nice but I never can." and she said it like, "isn't that a fun idosyncracy" and everyone in the group sort of responded with, "um actually you shouldn't be proud of that. That's a tragic personality flaw." So people are catching on. And because I just let it roll of my back, she looks foolish. Which she is. I mean how hard is it to BE CIVIL. I don't seek her out, I don't want to be her friend, but I have never said anything rude or mean. Why would I? I mean, damn, I've thought it...but there was an incident when she told me off and said, "I've hated you from the very beginning," and all I could think was, "God, that's sad. I haven't given two thoughts about you." So, to sum up, I win!

I hope I come back to Germany, I would love to live here or in Edinborough or somewhere not in the U.S. I don't belong there. I have such a different mentality. It would be hard to live in Berlin though, they're not an easy bunch to get to know unless you have an "in". But I think it would be fun to work in a hostel, get to know all kinds of different people from all over the world...I'm becoming much more open to the ideal of travel. I might even like to go to Panama to visit Jeanie and then backpack a little bit around central america. I might even try to learn Spanish, it can't be that hard. In fact I know that it isn't that hard. Look at me, I am unstoppable!

So I guess this is more meandering and considerably less funny than I intended, but you know. I can't be on all the time. Although, I did meet Laurel's friends from home and they all said within 10 minutes of meeting me that I should have my own talkshow. I think I should, I would watch it. No one has any idea of all the shit that's flying around in my brain. I could tell the most ridiculous stories, wierd things that only happen to me. Like the time I was in Prague and I met a pack of men with handle bar mustaches...or the time in Berlin I lived with a crazy lady...or the time I spent Easter in a sex museum...or the time... on and on.