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Guess what. It's another Monday and I am putting off studying. I'm gonna start... soon. Right now I am trying to fight emotional madness and physical exhaustion. I don't know if this word exists, but it definitely should. ;) See, I've never been girly enough to actually need a beauty day but right now I'd kill for a good pedi- and manicure. Wait, you do need fingernails for that, right? Unfortunately every single one broke during my three days "Coke Can Opening Marathon". Did you open 1350 cans of soda in your life? Probably. But did you do it within 3 days? I highly doubt it. My brother and I did. We don't recommend it. I don't know if I can impress anyone with the exceptional skill of being able to open a can with every single finger but your pinky (working on that, these two fingers are the only ones that don't hurt like a b*) but hey, having this skill is better than having none at all. Right? RIGHT?
Anyway, I met a lot of great people last week and one guy even made me really, really happy. He came back to my work place just to bring me chocolate. Wise man. :D And good looking. Banker though. Buzz. Kill. jk (look who's talking haha)
Nothing else happened. I enjoyed my day off yesterday with a nice BBQ and got worked up over Javi's pitching. Oh well.
I'll be back in June btw. So I expect everyone to be happy about it! ;) And I wanna see all of you, just so you know! :)

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Ps. I hate packing!

Atlantic City

So, the thing is, we went to AC last weekend and had to decide that "What happens in AC, stays in AC." This means I can't spill anything out. And that probably is for the better... Apparently unconsciously I made the decision to spend the last 5 weekends (now:4) as reckless as possible. Job well done. A trip to Atlantic City, home of New Jersey's gamblers, with the J-Crew and Mish couldn't have been any better, it was like "Let's add a couple new scenes to 'The Hangover In New Jersey'" or something. But I also learned a few things: I can't open a bottle of wine with a nail file or a key but I can drink it. All of it. Alone. Blisters fcking hurt and make me cranky, but wearing Flip Flops in the snow is cool. You can't get pizza in the middle of the night (wtf?) but chicken noodle soup. Onion Rings may be trendy but you have to clean the face from grease (good friends do that). Guys shouldn't drink Cosmopolitans...but something else. Yes, we added an educational component to the latest journey. Good huh? What else happened? We chilled. At 'The Pool" and in the jacuzzi. Decadent. Picturesque. Perfect.



Oh yeah, we stayed at the Harrahs by the way. Nice hotel.
The others gambled. I didn't. Obviously.
We almost called the wambulance (notice the W, it's my new fav word!) for James because he got a little moody after a few too many drinks. :D

I don't know what else to say... but great times!!!

Nikki

Ps: If I have to watch the freaking Mc Donalds Fish commercial one more time, I'll go kill someone. Any suggestions? Or do you need a murder to be commited? Call me!

Weekend Countdown...

Alright, 5 weekends to go, which means that I need only one hand to count... WTF? Seriously, fml. How bad can it suck, please? Oh right, it actually is worse because I am sick! Yes, I have 5 weekends to go and madame thinks it's appropriate to have a cold. It's not. Besides, thanks to 2 snowstorms there was no way to get out of town, buses wouldn't run, trains ran out of schedule etc. but still. Let me complain. I could have done something today. Instead I am lying in bed, got my butt out of it only once to go to Kilroy's (almost collapsed on the way there because my lungs ran out of air) to get apples for my phenomenal apple pancakes, 1000 calories each guaranteed. Call me Queen Of Pancakes because they are just delicious! Besides that I will continue packing and chill. Thank you, I am sick of chilling (pun intended? hell yea!). Anyway, since I got Monday off, I will go to AC (=Atlantic City) with Justin, James and Michelle, good times ahead! Yesss! Let's just hope that this cold gets a little better so that I won't look like shit on the pictures, because not even the Nikki picture look can fix this mess.
Ok, I think it's time for something nice. Eva, Maren and I went out for dinner at The Office in Ridgewood yesterday, and had a good time. When I came home (early, I am a good girl after all and wouldn't wanna risk AC, plus Maren was still jet-lagged and Eva already tired as well), I watched SATC (the movie) and then slept until 1:30pm. Good afternoon to me. :D
Oh, everyone, put the Eastern weekend in your calender! It's mine! I wanna see you!

I need a nap. Blogging is exhausting. Kidding.

way to gooo

Alright, twice in the past what... two weeks? Maybe more. Well, twice in a short period of time, let's keep it this way. So here we go again... not that there is anything new. Spent time in the city, fell into a food coma, ate at the German restaurant "Lederhosen" again and what can I say? Awwwwesome! Oh, Karneval! It's been Karneval time... and you know me well enough to know that this ended in... oh please, I don't need to tell ya! Or maybe I do haha. So we met lots of people, mostly German, a huge chicken, Superman, and one or the other Koelsch. But only after I've had the first DAB in - forever!? :D Should I mention the Klopfer? And the Vodka? I think you get the idea. We danced to German songs, talked to a thousand people, and stayed until they made us leave. And guess what, we ended up at Mc Donalds with a guy in a Borussia Dortmund jersey. Say whatttt!? While waiting for the train in Hoboken, I talked to the J-crew again, and it all ended in me telling Justin to f* himself and then I hung up. Biatch! Yes, u still sure u want me back in Germany? :D
Anyways, the job search is going anything but successful, so I am now looking for Ph.D. Programs. Not that it's more promising, unless I win the lottery that I don't play. Find the mistake. But I keep trying.
Next weekend I am gonna go to Atlantic City again, enjoy my last few weeks. Don't wanna think about it. Driving me mad, insanely sad and crazy at the same time. There is a big black hole waiting for me, and I just hope that you guys are there for me and prevent me from falling!

Ok, gtg!

:-*

Fast vorbei...

Krass, wie die Zeit vergeht. Ein paar Wochen nur noch und es geht nach Hause. Oh well. Heute Morgen haette ich es fast nicht unter der Bettdecke hervorgeschafft, was ja jeglicher Logik entbehrt. Anstatt ich also hier meine Zeit noch richtig geniesse, was ein einigermassen intelligenter Mensch tun wuerde, lass ich mich also haengen und versinke in Selbstmitleid. Ich habe mich in dieses Land einfach verliebt und so sehr ich Euch alle vermisse und mich freue, Euch wiederzusehen, werde ich mein Leben hier unfassbar vermissen.

Emotionaler Einschub Ende.

Ich werde jetzt nicht versuchen zu rekapitulieren, was seit Maerz letzten Jahres passiert is. Muss ich Gruende nennen? :D Naja, ich poste mal die Highlights: Spring Break in Cancun. Und ich kann versichern, what happens in Cancun stays in Cancun, especially wenn man da zum spring break war. Caro war hier. Yay. Das war so toll. Dann sind wir im Juni nach Las Vegas geflogen, haben den Grand Canyon gesehen und den Hoover Dam. Wow. Wow. Wow. Dann ging es hoppla hopp und ich hab entschieden, dass ich noch ein Weilchen hierbleibe. Stefan und Julia kamen, wir sind hoch nach Toronto und zu den Niagarafaellen. NICE! Ehm. Dann waren meine Maedels und ich in Boston und ich als Yankees Fan fand es total ironisch-witzig, mit meinen Yankees Klamotten vor das Stadion der Red Socks -dem Feind- Fenway Park zu rennen und mich dort so fotografieren zu lassen. Wir wurden zuvor gewarnt, dass dies ein wenig gefaehrlich sein koennte. Also vorgefahren, rausgerannt, Foto klick, und mit quietschenden Reifen davon. Keine Zeit fuer ganze Saetze. Ach doch, das war lustig. Da stand so ein Security Guard und versuchte sich das Lachen zu verkneifen. Und ich guckte ich nur an: "Hey, come one, this is funny". And he admitted: "Yes, it is funny" und lachte sich dann kaputt. Eeeeeeeeeeeehm. Lasset mich ueberlegen. Ach ja, die Yankees haben die World Series gewonnen und ich bin dann zur Parade in die city. Nicht, dass wir bis dahin gekommen waeren, aber es war so genial, die ganzen Leute in blau-weiss zu sehen. Und autsch, es tut weh, das zu schreiben. Ich bin immer noch schwarz gelb.
Dann ging es glaube ich schon nach Puerto Rico. Yay. Weihnachten kam. Weihnachten ging. Silvester kam. Silvester ging. Der Januar flog. Und jetzt ist es Februar. Ich hab noch immer nicht meine Flugdaten, plane aber meinen letzten Monat hier. FLORIDA! Yessss! Und Yankees Spring Training! lalala! Letztlich lief alles ein wenig anders als geplant, aber ich denke, ich werde es seeeeeeeeeeeeehr geniessen! Mal schauen, wer so mit im Boot ist. Momentan bin ich noch sehr ruhig, aber meine Planungs- und Kontrollsucht wartet schon und reibt sich die Haende. :D

So, nachdem es mich nur ca. 5 minuten gekostet hat, diesen Account ueberhaupt zu entern - ich hab eindeutig zu viele Email-Adressen und Passwoerter in meinem Kopf-, werde ich ihn jetzt verlassen. Vielleicht melde ich mich vorher noch mal. also bevor ich nach Hause komme. Das hier wird vermutlich eh niemand lesen. Hihi. Oh, this one is for Michael D., who probably will be the only one, who's gonna read this (hey, I am not blaming anyone, this is totally my fault, I haven't been writing for a year, so why would anyone expect me to do so now?). So HI to you :D and Bye to everyone else. Miss you. See you soon!!!

Nikki

Zwischenmeldung

So, dies ist nur ein kurzer Zwischenpost. Wie die meisten von Euch wissen, geht es morgen für mich nach Cancun, MX und ich wollte mich zumindest vorher noch mal melden, um dann danach einen Gesamtpost für den März zu erstellen mit tollen Fotos und Geschichtchen. Denn der März stand im Zeichen des Reisens. Es ging nach Hoboken, Atlantic City und New Haven, es war St. Patricks Day, ja, und morgen geht es nach Mexico. Klar, plus die Dinge, die ich jetzt vergessen habe Aber dank tausender geschossener Fotos werde ich fein an alles erinnert. :D

So, in diesem Sinne werde ich jetzt die letzten Vorbereitungen treffen, während das Dinner schon im Ofen ist. Merkt ihr? Ich werde auf meine alten Tage hin noch mal organisiert. Denn stellt euch vor, das Einzige, was ich heute noch erledigen muss IST, dass ich meine Elektrogeräte über Nacht an die Steckdose anschließen, die Vouchers für den Ausflug, den wir heute noch gebucht haben, ausdrucken und meine Schwimmtasche für morgen früh packen muss... Denn vor Cancún geht es noch mal in die Gym, also das Fitnessstudio. Wo ich natürlich nur schwimme. Ich mach doch nicht freiwillig Cardio. So sehr hat mich Amiland noch nicht verändert, dass ich das freiwillig mache. :D


Anyways, das mache ich jetzt.

Ich hab euch lieb folks. :D

N