Published on February 28, 2005
in Mexico.
Hey friends,
obviously I am doing good, I don’t even have time to post regularly. Maybe I am not that affected by what they phonily call “blogging culture” as I thought.
I guess some people who will be reading this will just feel justified in the way they think about me – good or bad or worse. Go ahead. You people are making me stronger, whatever you do.
I just saw the movie lost in translation, and therefore you will find nothing like the “what I did today and on the weekend” stuff here, although I had a great time and will tell you later obviously.
This film is just great. It catches my mood, it catches me – so much that it nearly hurts. What is it about big cities? What is it about being far from home? What is it about? Why am I missing my past, why do I long for times that have passed by so quickly? And why do I feel like I am missing my future as well?
If you haven’t seen the movie, you won’t understand. If you haven’t been sitting on your bed in a huge city, far away from home, asking yourself some frightening honest questions, you won’t understand.
This is a wonderfull moment, where I understand nothing but am closer to me than most of the time. I haven’t been in this mood for some time, not since Singapore. I missed it. It is strange to welcome this mood and these feelings, to welcome being sad and thoughtfull, but it makes perfect sense. It is like a catalysator for truth and honesty. If you asked me now what I think about you, maybe I would be so honest it hurts both of us. But foremost I am honest to myself right now, and that is the best feeling of all. I am constantly lying to myself, more or less. Not in a way that would let me drift from reality, nothing like losing my sense. Just that constant, everyday stuff to make it easier to live with oneself. Do you know that?
I don’t know where I am going from here – except from locations, occupations. Back into the arms of my beloved girl, who I need so much right now. In fifteen minutes I will call her to wake her up and give her a start into her new day. Some thousand miles away, living in another world right now, but always part of mine. It is good to know she understands and is the only one I can share these moods with – being on my own but embraced by her.
Published on February 20, 2005
in Mexico.
Is the name of a song from Billy Joel that I am hearing every day. It’s not downright spiritual or religious, although “God” is mentioned quite often. It is about a man who prays to god to take good care of his girlfriend which is travelling abroad. OK, maybe it has a religious touch, but you could also say “dear forces of the universe” or “dear luck”, please take care of my girlfriend, as she is far away and I want that nothing happens to her.
So, no you know.
I am STILL planning to get my PowerBook (see that “my”? Haha). These things are just driving me crazy in a positive way. I am also planning to visit Tine in Singapore before I start the internship that I don’t have yet (applications are running, but I still have to write a bunch), this is gonna be real fun. Thinking of Singapore I always get a good feeling – the warmth, the people, the city, the Food Courts… Oh yeah, I will order a green curry, get a cheap starbucks coffee afterwards, take Tine to the Orchid gardens, then to the night zoo, and when the day is over we will walk along the river, have a drink or two and just enjoy being together. This will be GREAT!
I heard of snow falling in Germany and nasty temperatures – well, poor Germans. I already get mad here when the sun is not shining or temperatures drop below 20 degrees… that’s suffering on a high level, isn’t it?
Published on February 20, 2005
in Mexico.
We got visited from two french girls who live with Jaschar in Guadelajara and one friend of him who is from Moore this saturday. Matthew – that’s the guy, obviously – was hardly seen, as he stayed in a hotel and met with friends. Stefanie and Anne Clemens stayed with us. It came a bit surprisingly – not that we did not know they wanted to come, but we still had no confirmation, so they woke us up on saturday morning… Hansjörg and I took turns screaming at each other to wake up and get going, but that was not the easiest task to accomplish as we had partied a little bit at the housewarming party of Ricardo – the fabulous guy who took us all around Mexico City, you rememeber? However, we managed to face the challenged and started with a nice sightseeing through the city, including the Zocalo (main plaza in D.F.), the presidential palace, the house of “belles artes”, a park, some churches and the museum of Frida Kahlo (were you can see much more paintings of her ugly big husband, which is OK as I could connect to them more). Oh yeah, and we saw the house were Trotzki was murdered, but only from the outside. That took us some 8 hours. When we came home we invited the girls out to dine in the famous “buen pastor”, the place were you pay two Euros and get some really nasty good food (nasty because it is a lot of meat with a lot of fat and oil and tortillas, good because it tastes so f*ing great!). Afterwards we went to the birthday party of Ruben, a first year MEDE student living here in the Residencia and had a good time… that lasted until 5 or 6 in the morning, and as I wanted to call Tine a bit later, I stayed up until 9. Gosh, the sun was shining when I crawled in the “custom-made” bad that I had built in Hansjörgs room. Fortunateley, we could sleep a bit longer, as the girls explored the Pyramids were we have already been (I can’t remember the name, sorry, it is something incredibly hard to spell). Now they are back with some nice sunburns and aching legs, and it looks like we will show them Polanco (the rich part of D.F.) before they leave tonight.
Oh yeah, tomorrow is finance exam, not the final one, but it counts. I guess it will be a long night 
Published on February 17, 2005
in Mexico.
IPADE is fun! In Marketing we just watched some movies from bwmfilms.com. That rocks!
I am a bit stressed these days as I am writing applications for the summer internship in Hamburg like hell. This night I finished at 5 in the morning and slept through the first two classes then. Stupid. I hope that I get some invitations out of the applications and fix that hole in my year-plan fast. It’s just not good not to know what will happen during summer.
For sure I want to stay in Hamburg with Tine: This year, we both really deserve some “face-time”
My computer is braking apart (literally!) and looses his mind (meaning: He can’t read some important folders anymore). I will post some scary pictures of the case soon.
Finally: I started playing Sqash, and I like it! We have a sqash-field in the residence, and the raquets just cost 10 EUR. Coooool.
Stay tuned, stay cool.
Check out www.kontraband.com if you are bored.
Been there, done that, got no t-shirt. But a good impression of the craftmanship of the Maya. WOW!
