Then I walked down the swankiest street in the city with Sara and Polly, watching Ralph Lauren-clad babies play with their snooty older parents who sipped espressos and looked down on the passerby. I remembered what it was like to be five years old again when we went to the fountain outside the old opera house, and six-year-old Lola and I started splashing water at each other. I sampled turkish sweets, ate bratwurst and corn on the cob in an outdoor market, and tried a fried flower. Yes, they deep fry flowers here. And they are topped with cinnamon sugar. Frankly, it tastes like fried batter and sugar, not so much like a flower. It was an experience, to say the least. I saw a man wearing nothing but european manpris (man capris) and a leather vest unbuttoned so that his chest hair was in full view. Sara and I went on a whirlwind five minute shopping spree at H&M and spent twenty minutes waiting to pay while the world's slowest cashier took forever to ring up our purchases.
I used to think that three things were important in life - successful career, successful career.... oh and successful career. Yes, work is important, but it's not the only thing. A retarded guy helped me learn that. Well, an actor playing a retarded guy. At the end of sophomore year, I stayed up with my friends and watched the movie "Forrest Gump." Throughout the movie, I was pissed! Here, I had wasted my whole life trying to hit one goal, and I'm missing out on everything else. I know it's scripted, I know it's a movie, but the fact that someone with such a simple outlook on life can have such amazing adventures... it floored me. So, I decided to do something about it. I took a job in a foreign country, stopped being such an uptight bitch, and tried weird and different things just so I can say I've done them.
Life is good.
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6 comments:
Yeah, you are right! NATÜRLICH! ;-) Life is good and Germany fucking rocks the EURO 2008!
Not going to lie... kinda fun to watch my lil' cub grow up (and into this direction)... even if you get some of yer parenting from Forrest Gump. Whatever works, right?
To Thomas's comment: Italy will kick Germany's ass. la dolce vita !
To Maggie's comment: I don't think so! Italy just lost their match against Spain! Sorry dolce vita, but Germany rocks...
you two... play nice :)
ITALIA WILL RISE AGAIN!!!
supid penalty kicks.
but it doesn't matter because italy is still better than germnay.
dude learn how to spell.
"stupid" and "Germany."
... are you drunk? It's a Monday night for christs sake... gotta lay off the sauce there Mags.
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