Old friends and new beginnings

As I have stated before, I will be moving to Germany shortly. Right now there is not much going on with that, just waiting to hear about when paperwork needs to be completed so it will be processed and we will be shipped. I did learn that I'm only allowed to have 2 bags and one carry-on. I'm working on finding a computer bag big enough to hold my laptop, as well as a few books cause that's like a 13-hour flight. I look forward to going, but lord help me I do not look forward to being in the air that long. I have no fear of flying, I just don't have the ability to sit still for that long. Got me in trouble a lot in school.....

Anyway, I digress. I recently started talking to a friend from high school, and I mentioned to him that I was moving to Germany. It turns out he is stationed at Aviano Air Base in Italy. He is a 6-8 hour drive, or a one hour flight, from where I will be living. So now we are making plans to hang out once I'm there.

My point of this isn't how cool it is that I'll have a friend when I hit Europe, my point is that of all the places for me to go, and of all the places for one of my friends to be stationed, it is really cool (and just a bit creepy) that they are so close. It almost seems as if it's all a big cosmic joke. "Haha Kiarah. You want to get away from people (although by no means do I want to get away from this friend. We haven't even seen eachother in two years. Graduating from high school kind of sucks...) and I'll throw you in an area where people still know you." I am thankful that I will be able to spend time with this friend; I have missed him these past two years. I am also thankful that I will not be alone four thousand miles from home, with only my roommate to talk to.

I have noticed that life tends to throw curve balls like this when we most need it. I hope I don't have need of a close support system while I am overseas, but I'm glad the universe is setting me up to have one just in case the need arises.

Music that Keeps Me Sane

So, thanks to a happy chain of events I have been introduced to the glory that is Steampunk. The musical and aesthetic style both make me wish I had money to burn, or the crafting ability, so that I could dress in the fashion EVERY DAY!! Then, a few days ago, I happened to run into this. I want to find these people and make them fix my house.

On a similar, and fairly related note. I recently watched Howl's Moving Castle again. And I realized that a lot of the movies, especially the anime that I love, is done in a Steampunk setting. Now, I have been told that the book is much better, but I can't help but love any movie done by Miyazaki.

But back to music. I also have recently fallen love with Voltaire. Cool, rather quirky, and impossible to set as an alarm. I tried to set The Beast of Pirate's Bay as my alarm, but it just incorporated itself into my dream. Good thing I didn't need to get up for anything more important than homework.

Between Abney Park (who gave the inspiration for the name of this blog) and Voltaire, I have filled most of my iPod. Damn good music and small storage space. I feel like my music should feel like genie from Aladdin.

Ummm..... Hi?

So I started this blog because I am moving to Germany shortly and I wanted my US friends to be able to hear and see what's going on.

I guess a bit of introduction is in order. Hi, I'm Kiarah. Nice to meet you and all that. I currently live in North Carolina, but as I said before I will be moving to Germany shortly. I will be there for a year to work and study and play and basically just learn to be a grown-up (although the latter will probably never happen ;-]...).

I am a member of my local Pagan community and if pressed to really try to describe my personality I would have to say that I am rather outspoken and energetic. Oh, and that I am usually called a bitch. I just turned twenty and, as much as I hate it, I can be pretty girly. But I also love getting my hands dirty and I never run from the chance to help a friend in need. I have tattoos and piercings and I am unrepentant in my quest to be as individual as I can stand.

For the next few months I will probably be talking about my school and getting everything ready to move. I look forward to going, but I am still trying to wrap my brain around the fact that I am able to get out and experience another culture.

Glad you're here and ready to go along for the ride.

Oh, and by the way.... Hold on because once we hit the skies things will get a bit rough.