White Stallion

I went to a farm today. At evas work they were having various different workshops, one of which was "animal therapy". This is just like a regular therapy session but it takes place on a farm. Throughtout the therapy you build a trust relationship with the horses. It starts whith petting them, then we go on to brushing them, and then we lead them... alone with the rope. The whole point is to find out how dominant/passive one is, and to analyse how you lead, because the horse will not follow properly unless you are the "alpha dog". So the women who was leading the "animal therapy" took the horse around a box at the other end of the property and then came back. She came Straight up to me and and gave me the horse! I did as she had done in the demo...unfortunatly It didnt quite go as planned. First the horse walks into me and pushes me off the "runway" track.

So I try to make him walk the other way but he doesnt. In order to get him to turn i have to do a 360 degree turn to the right. For some reason he refused to turn left. By this time im back on the track with the horse. We walk a ways and then he suddenly starts pulling me into the stables. Im stuggling and he luckily stoped. Once again hes off track so i turn him in a circle to the right again. we finally get to the end and turn around to head back to the group. We're half way their when he suddenly sees a stack of hay.

He pulls me over again, so i do one last 360 degree right turn to get him back on course. Well, once on course he tries to run off again. By this time im fed up with his stubborness, so instead of turning him 360 degrees again i get close to him and try leading him in the direction i want...which is left. Well, guess what happened! I got just a little too close to the big guy. He steps on my foot, and since im essentially pinned to grownd, i cant move Forward. So the damn horse just keeps standing on my foot! I take my whole upper body and pull the line forward while my foot is stuck under the horses hoove. It worked and he walked forward. I limped quickly to the the next person and practically threw them the line to get ride of the white beast!

Words od wisdom...If you ever lead a horse...please use CAUTION! Objects may be closer than they appear! They may look cute and harmless, but if they step on you it hurts like hell! Their was a doctor their who looked at my foot and she said it could very well be broken cause it was very blue and swollen! So when we came home to Vienna, we went to the hospital to get an x-ray. Luckily though, it wasnt broken.

While at the farm, we also saw 1 and a half week old pigs! They were the cutest little things, just the size of a tiney kitten. They were playing with each other...it was the mos adorable thing to watch. The women who lead the workshop also showed us some dog tricks...or should I say "pig tricks" that the mother pig could do. She sits, lays down, etc on command! It was increabibale. I had no idea pigs were so smart.

Today i fed some fish in a pond. I swear they were like 1 and a half feet long! They were giants. Then a family of ducks swam over. Their were ten or so little ducklings...none of them ugly, but instead very adorable. Gotta love spring time!

Pictures of Vienna

Just testing out this new picture insert thing that i just descovered today!!!

Sadly I can only add 6 or so per post.

JOY and JAKE in pictures

So here are some pictures of Joy and her brother Jake.
I havent posted any on my blog.

I just had to add the cow...Its the cutest ive ever seen! A real live MILKA

The Woodpecker

So I decided to give myself a nickname, cause i dont want to use my real one. The answer to your question Libra, I chose ''The Woodpecker'' because they ''Knock on Wood''. I may change it at a later date to smething else.

Dog Park

Joy, Eva, Jake, Romana, and I were at the dog park a couple weeks ago. It was a very nice sunny day with plently of dogs playing in the park. We walked a ways and let the dogs play with each other. Thats when Joy come across a group of boys playing soccer...YES, playing soccar in the dog park. How retarted must one be to do something like this. Naturally, as any normal young dog would do, she runs up, snatches the ball and joins in on the fun. She loves soccar! Anyway, german shpherds have the second strongest bite after the rottweiler. So of course when she bit into the ball, it got a little hole and started deflating. Eva runs over and started oppoligising to them. They tell her tthey would like a new ball, so she gives them money. Honestly, Why the hell are you going to pay for a new ball, i mean its just encouraging their stupidity. Really, your gonna playing soccar in a dog park and expect the dogs to sit and wath...I THINK NOT! I would have refused, but eva being a push over, gave them the money and we left, cutting out visit at the dog park short and depriving Joy of her play time because of these stipid kids.

Baby Igle

Eva and i were comming back from gerasdorf one night. We were driving ont he dark road when Eva suddenly stopped abruptly. I didnt see anything, untill we got up close. A little baby Porcupine (Igle) was on the road. He was a little confused and running all around int eh middle of the street. Eva flashed her headlights to the oncomming cars so they would stop for the little baby igle. The stopped and it succesfully crossed the street and headed back into the woods after getting foor from the fields on the other side. It was so cute. I can still remember picking one up in Bernardstahl with Jaro.

Ausländer Raus

So on mothers day a couple weeks ago, we picked up oma (Grandmother) from the hospital where she had been for a week due to diabetes. We brought her home and spend some time with her. She has started loosing her memory and doesnt always quite know who i am. So Leon, Romana, Oma, and I are sitting in the living room talking. Leon said to her ''Happy mothers day''. I thought she would have replied with a ''thank you'', but she didnt. She pointed to me and sais ''We dont want to keep them.'' We laughed a her comment and leon replied, ''Who dont you want to keep?'' Oma looks quickly says ''The immigrants''. We all looked confused at each other. Leon once again asked ''Which immigrant?'' Oma then points at me and says ''Her!'' We all burst out laughing. I guess my family doesnt want me after all. Yup, Oma was really showing her true colors on mothers day!! :)

The Memory Disk of Life

It has been exactley one year and three days since I started this blog. Going back and reading the first few posts made me realise how much can happen in one year! Its amazing. I think that everyone should keep their own blog, even if its just for yourself to read because you can reallz see and reflect on what you have accomplished that year! It makes you want to do even more with your life and creates an elevated motivation level which is always good! I highley reccomend making your own blog! Its worth it. You are able to recall memories that you would have otherwise forgotten. In a way its like a memory disk...of your life.

Barmherzigen Brüder Hospital

I had an unusual day today. I woke up at 3 AM and wasnt felling well at all. Like the past several months just very weak, dizzy, and fatigued. It was at am extreame so when i got up in the morning at around 7:45 i took a taxi to the hospital to get checked out. For all of you who dont know, in Austria we do t have to pay every time we go the the hospital. They just scan out cards and its practically free (due to a differant health care system than in America). So anyway, im waiting and eventuLly get called to see the doctor. He askes me the standard questions and based on my answers decides to draw blood and get it analyzed in the lab aswell as giving me an infusion of a gatorade like sibstance. It was bright yellow and said Ri on it. I googled it on my phone and all i got was Rhode Island. Well i dot really know what is was but it helped a little. While drawing the blood, as usual, I got stabbed not onl once by the needle, but 5 times. Twice by the elbow area, once in the middle o the arm, and oncein each hand. For me it seems that when it comes to blood, five times a charm! So after this uncomfortable semi painful pricking I got some gattorade injected into me for about one and a half hours. Finally that was over and i waited in the waiting room with 20 other strangers. My name gets called to descuss the findings. I did not go to the previous doctor who examined me befor hand but to the "head doctor of the emergancy room". He asked what i was here for and if the infusion helped. I replied and befor he even started discussing the results he told me that i had a very nice body figure and wanted to know if i would be willing to "model" for the hospital brochers/advertisments. At first i though he was kidding but it turned out he was serious! After i abliged, we went on discussing the results. He told me i have a mild form of amenia and perscribed me medication for me to take every day. After that he politley asked me to wait for the photographer. She came and i posed with the doctors in some photos. Its funny how things so random can happen to you. I mean... Think about it. Your in a hospital with a needle in your hand and the doctor compliments your figure and asks you to pose for him. It reminded me of when we were waiting for the ferry in New Jersey to visit the Statue o Liberty and these Chinese tourist came up to me and started taking pictures. Thy howver did so. Ause they thought i was a hippy!
Anyway so now im outta the hospital and waiting for the pharmacy to open in a half hour to get my meds.

Will update last post soon!
Hope all is well

The Opposite of My Wii Age

So I havent kept my word. I have only posted three times since 2011 began. I have decided that the sluggish winter months are over and I will once again start updating regularly…as in once a welk or more. So over the past month much has happened as usual. Most ocurances are not interesting enough to include in this blog, but i have colleted a list of a few that I found worthy of telling.

So when I came to Austria, I was 19 years old. 4 months ago I turned 20. Physically I have gotten older, but that is not the case when it comes to ticket buying. At the beggining of last summer, Eva would buy me a 19 year old adult ticket! Towards the end of the summer the age slowley started decreasing. I was suddely 18, and then 17 years old. Now thats still acceptable. I do have to admit that I do look closer to 18 than I do 20. But it didnt stop their. Over the fall my ticket age dropped again to 16, then 15. I told Eva that was pushing it, but she didnt seem to care. Over the winter my age fell once agin to 14 and then 13. In the spring of 2011, my ticket age took what I hope will be its last plung. A Museum was featuring a new exhibit, so I went with Eva, Leon, and two of Leons friends to see it. It was of stuffed, dead, skinned animals. Similar to the Bodies exhibit we saw in New York City a while back. Anyway, so were waiting in line and Eva tells me to go over and stand by the children. We get to the window and Eva orders tickets. 1 Adult and 4 children. Just to let you know, a childs ticket is 12 and under. So now I have to walk past the ticket collector as a 12 year old! Honestly, i think Eva may have pushed the limites to an extreme. I may not look 20, but I sure as hell dont Look 12!!! Anyway, she continues to do this wherever we go, and i must admit, ist quitt embarassing. They always ask if i have an ID and Eva always quickly repleys that I forgot it. They Look at me like im retarded, but what am I to do? Her thought is that as long as I can pass for a 12 year old, why not take Advantage of a discount. I thought Kearn over did it by saying I was 16! So according to Eva, im one year younger then Leon who is 13.

I digress.

So the other day, Leon and I weré home alone. Eva said she was going to be home at around 7-8, but as usual, she came home 2-3 hours later. their was no food at home and Leon and I had become extreamly hungrey. We decidedto call up an indian delivery service to order some food. Leon calls them, and starts ordering multiple dishes for us...thats when I realized that we didnt have any money to pay for it because eva had borrowed 50 euros from me that morning, leaving me with nothing. So i quickly told Leon. The ws too embarassed to tell them on the phone that we didnt have money, so he threw the telephone at my face, hitting me in the lip. It hurt, but more so was funny. I start cracking up, and all the indian guy hears in the background is us laughing! Neither of us cancled the order, we just hung up! Im pretty sure the delivery service guy thought we were mentally challenged!


to be continues when i have time...