Diane’s World

Well it’s been a week: Suppose I should update.

Thank You to my brother-in-law Andrew who helped me change the look of dianefeucht.com . My mom kept on complaining that the old look was too boring and dark to belong to me. I like this theme - and I especially enjoy the happy little frog in the upper right corner.

The song of the week is “Brand New Colony” by The Postal Service. It cheers me up when I’m grumpy. Greaaaaaat song. Strikingly fitting for my current situation.

CLICK FOR SONG ::: CLICK FOR LYRICS

See #4 for my reason I chose this song.

Anyways there have been a few picture worthy moments:

1) My dad took me, my mom and my brother to the opera La Boheme by Puccini. So we got all pretty and went. Here is us looking pretty:

2) My mom and I are now at war.

SNOOD WAR!!!

I’m going to win… I know it. Don’t believe me? These are the charts after one day of war:

(dumbhead is me by the way. That’s what happens when you let mom type in your name for you )

3) Because I haven’t started work yet, I spend a lot of time working out. Now my leg muscles are in a constant state of fatigue… walking up a flight of stairs in interesting.

Thank goodness for

But… I’M UP TO 3 MILES (with no breaks)! A very wimpy 3 miles… but I’m halfway to my 6 mile goal!

4) My good friend from High School (and before that as well) is getting married. Went to the wedding shower tonight:

(That is Ali, Hilary and me…. Hilary is the one getting married)

Hmm…. yeah. A lot changes while you are in college, especially when you travel to places like New York City and Germany during your summers. I don’t feel many connections to Washington anymore….I honestly don’t have much desire to be here anymore. I want to be in the Midwest again :(
Hilary is one of the very few that I still connect with and she’s getting married… definitely a bittersweet thing I will more than likely cry at her wedding… that’s a given. :-/

4) Lack of connections in Washington is sure making this decision more plausible:

Ich komme, Deutschland, ich komme.

Ok I admit it, I’m scared. Excited, but scared.

5) I absolutely hate the sore achy feeling of missing someone.

And it’s even worse when it’s amplified by a boredom that all you can think about is the people you miss.

Is it August yet?

:(

* ~The Deeds~*