Tough Night

I would say I've been better. And that this probably isn't my favorite night spent here in Germany. I've had some great nights here, laughing and hanging out with my new friends, meeting Germans at festivals and singing and dancing to songs sung in another language. Tonight though, my host family is gone, my internet phone isn't working (and I'm not sure when it will again), I have to pack my suitcase and say good bye to the home I've made here with my host family, and I'm stressing about travel plans.

First of all, I've booked what I hope will be a memorable and great trip to Milan, Italy. Chelsea, Mike and our friend, Israel and I are arriving in Milan on October 5th, and will spend a few days there, then travel to Florance, Rome, Venice and back to Milan for our departure on October 17th. Finding cheap lodging and train fare is what has been causing me to stress. That, and the fact that Ryan Air charged Chelsea twice for our tickets. >_<

Next, after a stressful day of learning German grammer, and not understanding German grammer, I can home, ate a bit of good food alone because my family was gone and went online, only to find that in my already lonely-state, looking at pictures from my Going-Away Surprise party only made it worse. I couldn't help reminisce about the people I have intertwined my life around. People who may not even know they mean something special to me. And the worst is, that as the years go by, more and more of those people leave. They go to college, find a new job, move away. Today, a best friend told me of his not-so-distant plans to move. Why do the close ones have to leave you?

All I wanted after my stressful night was to pick up my internet phone and call Kara. We had picked the perfect time to talk, and I needed to vent about my stress, update her about life, and simply, hear her voice. Then, suddenly, my phone stopped working. After several attempts, searching on the internet for help and attempting to call others, I had to give up.

Understandably, all these things seem mild. Separately, this is so. But all collected within the last two days, and you've got yourself a stressed-out Bison (for those of you who don't know, it's a nickname that was thoughtfully given to me by a friend). Indeed, life is grand and splendid here, but I think I'm dealing with quiet a lot on my plate, maybe bit off more than I can chew, alone. I just need some help from my friends, and unfortunately, they aren't a phone call away anymore.

If you're reading this, then you are a friend. A good friend. And I can confidently say that I miss you. So, I hope you send me a message, a small little "Hey" would really lift my spirits.