About Katie

Hi, I'm Katie! Welcome to my blog, where I ramble about anything and everything. I'm 20 years old, a junior at Boston College and am pursuing a major in International Studies and a minor in French. I'm currently studying abroad at Sciences Po in Paris. I plan on keeping this experience well-documented by blogging every single day, even if my entries consist of only a few new words I learned, or a new picture I took. I love photography, traveling, reading, and cooking. I love all kinds of music; check out what I'm listening to at last.fm. Check out some more random facts about me, if you're so inclined...

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Crêpes Consumed: 5
Baguettes Consumed: 12
Wines Purchased: 12
Cafés Visited: 7
Bars Visited: 21
Countries Visited: 3
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    Posts Tagged ‘germany’

    John Jacob Jingle-Heimer Schmidt, please.

    Interesting article…High Court in Germany Pops Names That Balloon. I wonder if the US would ever pass such a law? At first I thought it was ridiculous, but as I mulled it over a bit, I started to see the use in it. Imagine actually having the name ‘Karl-Theodor Maria Nikolaus Johann Jacob Philipp Franz Joseph Sylvester Freiherr von und zu Guttenberg?’ Absurd. I don’t think that ever really happens here in the US, but I don’t know…does anyone know any ridiculous names? Anyways, at least its only a 3-name limit for last names…it’s nice to know that if I ever had a kid in Germany, I could still name him John Jacob Jingle-Heimer Schmidt. Excellent.

    Wade deserves some credit for being the most talented singer-songwriter I know. Here it is, his soon-to-be hit, an ode to Craisins:

    C, the lovely “cran” you used to be
    R, now so rich and really quite tangy
    A, absurd amounts of wond’rous delight
    I, you’ll be mine all night
    S, sinful and holy all wrapped up in one
    I, incredible flavor, the best, bar none
    N, no other treat can even compare
    S, so give me some Craisins or get out of my hair.

    It brought tears to my eyes, it was just so beautiful.

    Just a thought: why do we derive so much pleasure out of scaring people? I mean, I know I personally LOVE waiting behind a door and giving a simple, yet forceful “BOO” to make someone (usually Ash) jump and possible crap in his or her pants. Immature? Yes. Still awesome? Definitely. Back in middle school and high school, Sam used to scare the hell out of me by coming up behind me and poking me in the sides. I screamed every single time, without fail. Anyways…yeah.

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