Guten Tag

i survived my first german class last night. nothing too exciting, except for the note i wrote to anika during it. however, i can now say "wie ist ihr name?" and "ich heisze jane." I KNOW! isn't it great?! i could practically move to germany now. except that i wouldn't last very long. everytime someone speaks german, it sounds like they are angry. and i can't handle it when people are ugly. speaking of which...

some bozo told me that it was completely unrealistic for me to think that i could find a husband who wouldn't yell at me. my dad, who is pretty much the most fantastic boy ever, never yells. i mean, of course he gets angry sometimes, but he doesn't raise his voice. i promise you, i have never heard my dad get ticked off and yell at anyone. ever. (and i must confess that i was not always the most delightful child on the block). therefore, it frightens me when people start arguing and yelling at each other. it's so mean. just stop!