So, I recently completed my degree here at Lake Constance and will be moving on to greener pastures - bluer waters to be more precise. I'm swapping my lake for an island.
For the past few months I have been using the fact that I will be emigrating from Germany to New York to become a Marine Biologist for my own private entertainment - and to rid myself of all people trying to get me to sign a petition, accept a flyer, prescribe to a magazine and anything else anyone else bothering me on the streets.
For example, I went out with my rugby team for a last drink after my final practice and as we were sitting there a student walked past passing out invitations for a party. I told him I wasn't going to come. He said: "You never know". I told him I was leaving the country. Emigrating to New York. Becoming a Marine Biologist. He didn't look convinced.
Emigrating to the New York is very "cliché" for Germany. Becoming a Marine Biologist apparently every young girls dream (that and becoming a ballerina depends on whether they prefered "Free Willy" or "Save the last dance" as kids). Laughing my team mates told him it was the absolute truth.
When somebody tried to get me to sign a petition I told them I was leaving - I really didn't care. The other day I told the woman advising people about their personal finances in front of the grocery store that I had already found a solution and was leaving the country. She laughed and asked where. In the end she told me either I was incredibly good at pulling really crazy stories out of my sleeve and should go into politucs or all the best for becoming a Marine Biologist.
I'll opt for the second.
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On Land, a Lake is what an Island is in the Ocean
Now that I have finished writing about the Ecology of Benthic Invertebrates in the Eulittoral Interstitial of Lake Constance, I have swapped my lake for an island -and will be pursuing a phD in Marine Biology on Long Island.
As I observe, analyze and interpret the happenings in my surroundings, I prefer seeing the humourous side of things and figure it is worth trying to produce a chuckle, a chortle or a even a full roll-on-the-ground-and-nearly-wet-your-pants bout of laughter as you read my stories of life happening now and in real time.
As I observe, analyze and interpret the happenings in my surroundings, I prefer seeing the humourous side of things and figure it is worth trying to produce a chuckle, a chortle or a even a full roll-on-the-ground-and-nearly-wet-your-pants bout of laughter as you read my stories of life happening now and in real time.
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