lifestyle

Moving to Germany

T-minus 16 days. 

Deutschland here I come. or should I say we? 

Laurens told me to stand next to this car in the Whole Foods parking lot. 

Laurens told me to stand next to this car in the Whole Foods parking lot. 

A year and a half ago, after a 4 year relationship, I was moving into my very own apartment. The excitement of independence and emancipation was unimaginable. I mean I didn't realize how bad the relationship had gotten until I was living on my own and realized the decision to commit an entire masters thesis on the topic of "female masturbation" wasn't a coincidence. 

With my masters degree in hand and nothing but a faulty moped to move me and my 7 suitcases crammed with clothes, I moved into an apartment that screamed "fresh out of college!" I loved it for the 4 days I lived there until the mold in the ceiling poisoned my lungs. 

This was me when I was first single. Obviously I'm stoked.  

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This is what a masters degree and $750 a month will get you in Hawaii. Hurry up before this place gets snatched. You pay extra for the mold and rat piss. Laurens and I really got to know each other in this shart temple. So it holds a special place in my heart.

This is what a masters degree and $750 a month will get you in Hawaii. Hurry up before this place gets snatched. You pay extra for the mold and rat piss. Laurens and I really got to know each other in this shart temple. So it holds a special place in my heart.

My short lived career as a stylist. I went through a period where I wore that outfit at least once a day.  

My short lived career as a stylist. I went through a period where I wore that outfit at least once a day.  

Around this time I had met Laurens, he built me a closet (the only decent thing In that moldy shart cave), I took it down two days later when I requested for the mold to be removed from the ceiling and was told I would have to live with it. Lucky for me I was seeing multiple gentlemen at the time and one in particular was ever so lovely and ever so muscular. 7 suitcases 2 gates 3 flights of stairs, one doggy door, and what turned out to be the last time I ever saw that guy, i was on my merry way to apartment #2. Were going to call this one: Mouse House. 

An everyday occurrence.  

An everyday occurrence.  

And then..... my life changed 

He happened.  

und the rest is for another blog post. 

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