I'm in Munich, making what will probably be my last post from Germany, and certainly my last from EasyInternetCafe (oh, how we love you!).

Add to my injury log: one messed up freakin' foot that has had me limping for days. Now you see why I'm ever so happy that Greg came to Munich with Anna and me to help with our luggage. My room is successfully cleaned out, and all of my crap is sitting in a train station locker until tomorrow morning, when we'll grab it at 8am and lug it to the airport. But that shouldn't be tooooo bad, really.

We went out to dinner at the Augustiner Keller, which is the restaurant owned by the brewery that makes our favorite beer. We're probably going to see a movie and stay the night at The Tent, 'cuz it was so much fun the last time. And cheap. and we have practically nothing with us.

Last night was so sad... I've had to make so many goodbyes in the last few days, but last night was the worst yet. We went to the Irish Pub one last time, and Tony was trying to pretend like he wasn't going to miss us, because students come and students go...but I know he will. He sat and talked to us for a long time, and imparted his wisdom about life... He gave me a really excellent shot of 16 year old whiskey... very smoky and flavorful... Loglavin, maybe? I'm not sure what it was. This morning before I was even really awake I said goodbye to Jon and Kay, but I'll probably be going to Minnesota for fall break to see Kay and check out Minneapolis for grad school. Said goodbye to Memphis Anna and Vincenzo... And we just now sent Greg on his way. Tomorrow will be rough, but I'll probably be able to hang out with Anna at her gate right up until her flight leaves.

And in a little over 24 hours, I'll be home. Bittersweet, really.

Yeah. Home again, home again, jiggity jig.

 
This has been the most difficult thing I've ever done, but also the most rewarding and most fun.

I am more me now than I have ever been before. I am self-aware, self-sufficient, and self-confident.

I am young, I am beautiful, I am intelligent, I am interesting, and I'm going somewhere in life. I don't know exactly where, but that's okay.

Most importantly, I am happy.

That's so awesome.

 
I have lived through my oral exam, and I got a B! How nice. That means so far I've gotten 2 As, 2 Bs, one 'pass' and we'll see what I get on my paper. Sometime. When I decide to finish it. Maybe tomorrow.

Ewww, Anna just told me that our train leaves from Eichstätt Bahnhof off of track 3, which means we somehow have to schlepp all of our luggage down the stairs and back up them in less than 5 minutes. Life is rough.

I have something important to say. So important, that I'm going to start a new entry for it.

 
Oh, freakin' great. I have an oral exam in an hour and a half, and I just read a slightly upsetting e-mail. I'm mad at someone, but I'm not quite sure who it is. Maybe I should know better than to expect people to stay inside of their own lives instead of feeling they need to mess with mine. oh well. Not something I'll ever resolve, I suppose, because I don't really care enough to track down who it was that betrayed my trust... I'm just disappointed. Funny thing is, I'm not even going to be more careful about things. I know I'm a sucker and trust too many people with too much, so I'm hardly ever surprised when it comes back to bite me in the ass. It's just bizarre to see 2 and a half years of your life float away as if they never existed.