4.14.2014

LIFE IS GOOD, LIFE IS GOOD

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You know, I still can't really believe that I'm here (in Germany), even though I've been here for about 2 months now. I keep expecting the novelty of being in Europe to wear off (I mean, it's supposed to wear off eventually, right?), but I keep catching myself looking out the window or staring at people in the tram and I suddenly realize that, woah, I'm definitely not in New Zealand anymore. Sometimes I feel sad, because I think about home and how I might never really return there ever again. That sadness never lasts long though.

Highs:
1. Officially moved into my first ever German flat. Cool, cool, cool.
2. I had Knoppers for the first time and it blew my little mind.
3. Found the perfect rug on the side of the road and it has now made itself at home in our home and how wonderful is that.
4. Work has blown up in my face. *note: this also counts as a low, I guess
5. The friends I've made here make me miss home a little bit less each day.
6. All my readers who have sent me lovely/supportive emails over the past couple of weeks.
7. Goodnight messages from mah lover. (Am I allowed to be giddy about that stuff or does that make me seem weak? Like, someone tell me how to deal with everything and anything please okay thanks)
8. THERE'S A MAGICAL COCONUT SPREAD THINGY HERE AND OMG IT'S LIKE JESUS JUST HAD AN ORGASM IN YOUR MOUTH AND THAT IS ACTUALLY WHAT HEAVEN AND EARTH AND THE UNIVERSE TASTES LIKE WHEN THEY COMBINE AND MAKE A SPREAD BABY.
9. I guess I should just say that food here in general is pretty kickass, yeah?
10. I bought a poncho out of boredom, but it has turned out to be a magical poncho full of unicorn properties.
11. I'm in Germany, bitch.

Lows:
1. Stupid people on the internet being stupid people on the internet.
2. I don't actually have any of my own furniture at the moment.
3. My crohn's is being a total bitch right now.
4. As much as I love the food here, I could really murder a chocolate explosion donut from Captain Ben's right about now. OMG THE CRAVINGS ARE SO BAD RIGHT NOW.

3.27.2014

WHEN MACY IS EXHAUSTED: UPDATES!

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Let me start this blog post by apologizing for my absence and also stating that I AM SO FUCKING TIRED. Life is being so exhausting right now (though not necessarily in a bad way).

Updates:
1. My soon-to-be flatmates and I found a really nice flat after some months of searching. We signed the contract last Sunday and will be moving in at the beginning of next month. I am now very pleased that I only have a suitcase full of things, because it will make the moving process a million times easier than it would have been otherwise. That being said, I will probably need to buy furniture some time soon..

2. Scored a job at the university in the city I will soon live in. Teaching 30 hours a week and spending all of my break-time napping in the teacher's lounge. My first week isn't even over yet and I'm already ready to curl up into a ball and sleep for 100 years.

3. Being a teacher is weird, mostly because I feel adult behavior is expected of me and I really, really don't know what that even means. Like, does this mean I have to be interested in politics now? All my work colleagues are women in their mid-forties who have years of experience and exactly 0% understanding of New Zealand humour.

4. I've got a weird/fancy electronic key that opens all the special doors in the university and an office with my name on it. These must be signs of maturity or something (right?!).

5. A student accidentally called me "Frau Domingo" this afternoon and it was the weirdest thing. I don't think I'll ever get used to it.

6. When the sun comes out over here, it gives me the happiest, warmest, most fuzzy feelings. Goodbye, Winter!

7. Pasta is so easy and cheap to make, but so bad for me and this is a terrible combination.

8. I really need to stop speaking English to all my friends over here, because it really defeats the purpose of living in a foreign country whose native language is not English. However, after teaching English all day and having a brain that is too exhausted to even remember its own name, speaking German is the last thing I want to be doing...

9. I'm clearly missing something over here, because German washing machines don't mix well with me. Do you know how many shirts I've ruined since arriving here? 4 (I have 7). Do you know how many dresses I've ruined? 2 (I have 4). Do you know how many skirts I've shrunk? 2 (I have 3). DO YOU KNOW HOW FRUSTRATING THIS IS?! Like, there are so many fucking settings and I don't understand the symbols are the German words and, seriously, all I want is to have some clean underwear or whatever, but I don't want to risk losing more clothes to the evil sorcery that is the German Washing Machine.

10. On that note.. I'm also terrible at opening doors here. They have different door handles and locks turn different ways and I can never push them hard enough and OMG WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT.

11. They have so many different types of bins for different types of shit and, like, I know it's good for the environment but I just want to throw all my shit in one place and not give a fuck ever about anything ever (this makes me a horrible human being).

12. There is such a thing as Steak Night on Fridays and, honestly, I've had the best luck when it comes to meeting people over here. Friends with (food) benefits are basically unicorns and we must cherish them and let them know how much we care because one day they might be gone and you'll never experience such culinary joy again.

13. German Man doesn't like cheese or avocados and this is some form of blasphemy, is it not? Why did I not know of this sooner and does this mean I have to look forward to a life without avocados (because that is definitely not happening).

14. I'm so fucking exhausted right now that I'm going to end this list, because I can barely keep my eyes open and wow bed looks so amazing right now I think I'm just gonna go okay thanks bye.

3.07.2014

I HEART HATERS

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Here's something you might not know about me - I get a lot of hate mail. I mean, like, it's become a hobby of mine to actually sort through my hate mail and I get all sorts of insults thrown my way via the internet on a daily basis. Since writing for Thought Catalog (check it out, coolio site!), I've now been exposed to even more haters, which means I now have something to read while I eat my breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Upon opening my inbox this morning and checking my Thought Catalog profile, I decided to pick out my top Hater Comments for the day to give you guys a taste of the hater life.

All this (and more!) can be seen here ---> CLICK

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3.05.2014

Two Weeks and The Optimist

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Met up with The Optimist last Sunday with the intention of simply grabbing some food and maybe having a walk around the city a bit, but with beer as fuel and excellent conversation, the afternoon rolled easily into the evening and I found myself downing some suspiciously strong cosmopolitans in a place that was far too fancy for my level of intoxication - such is life (or mine, at the very least).

The Optimist is actually from Wellington himself, so I suppose that counts as a bit of home, right? Either way, he made for entertaining and accommodating company, which is more than I could've hoped for considering my social levels have hit rock bottom since leaving NZ - the extrovert in me is dying a slow and painful death. Called my view on blogging arrogant, thought I was 25 and made fun of my pasta-eating abilities... all in all, a surprisingly good outing. I feel that I'm somehow cheating though by spending time with a New Zealander when really I should be trying to branch out and getting to know some Germans.. Ah, well. All in good time, I suppose.

It's been two weeks now since my arrival in Hamburg and I still find I'm having to pinch myself every now and again to realize that I'm actually here. The verdict is still out on whether or not I'll ever fully grasp what's happening to me on this side of the planet. Life here seems to be moving fast and slow at the same time, and I'm not sure what to make of that. Skies are grey and days are lonely, but overall life is grand, just wish I had more people to share it with.

I'm missing you a bit, New Zealand.

VLOG:

2.26.2014

Hamburg's Fischmarkt

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der Fischmarkt in Hamburg

Despite the sleepiness, Mr. German Man and I managed to get ourselves out of bed last Sunday morning to have a wander around Hamburg's fish market (open for a few hours every Sunday morning from 5am in Summer and 7am in Winter). There we had breakfast and a look around before walking alongside the harbor and taking a couple of boat rides. Despite the appearance of the morning sun, at some point I had convinced myself that perhaps I should invest in a a balaclava for future outings so as not to risk losing my already non-existent nose. I love Winter, but my goodness does this cold weather effect me.

I've also just realized that this is my first post after moving to Germany so... woah. Hey! Things are good! My body has adjusted alright, except for the occasional cold-weather-headache. Things still feel pretty surreal right now, it's all very dreamlike and every day I realize just how lucky I am to be in the position that I'm in. Heh, life is great, stuff is great, things are great. I'm also sleepy now and it's not even noon yet, so perhaps I haven't quite gotten over the jetlag yet (which is ridiculous, because I've been here for over a week already).

Oh, yeah. I've also decided to start a vlog, mostly to keep friends and family back home updated on my happenings, but you can check it out too, I suppose. Enjoy: