Here we go…

So I decided to wait a while before writing my latest entry- the last thing I want to do is bore everyone with my posts! I’ve decided that this blog should be about appreciation- something many people take for granted.

 We tend to never really appreciate anything until it’s gone, until we have been stripped bare of the norm. I’m now in my 4th week of being in Germany and I finally realised that I need to start appreciating the things that I have back home. These things seem to be such necessities to me when I’m in Australia- things like a car, money, food but most importantly- my loved ones.

 Now I’m not here to bore you with my sad stories about how much I miss my family (although I do) or how much I need to see my friends (although I do), I’m simply here to tell anyone out there to turn to someone you love and give them a hug. You never know how long you have with someone, they can easily get taken away faster than you can say ‘I love you’. It feels weird knowing that one of my family members could pass away whilst I’m here in Germany and I couldn’t do anything about it. I would have to wait until my time here is up until I could get on a flight back to Australia to comfort and grieve.

 And yes, if you are reading this and you are in your own home you might be thinking ‘this Kristian dude is totally nuts’ but what I write is the truth. It is the little things we take for granted. We don’t appreciate a simple dollar, we don’t appreciate a kiss from our parents, we don’t appreciate a hug from our friends… these things are supposed to be there whenever we want. I believe the best song to accompany this post is Nelly Furtado’s Why Do All Good Things Come To An End. This song is all about losing things and things coming ‘to an end’. Take a listen, press the repeat button, fall asleep. Its calming but also soothing, and it helps you to think positive during that annoying time just before you fall asleep when you start thinking about everything.


 I’m not sure whether or not I can truly fathom the idea that I’m only just halfway through this journey of epic proportions. I still have another 26 days to go and I’m starting to struggle! There were times where I was content, but now I am wanting to go. I need to see my family. I need a hug. I need a kiss. I need an I love you. I need something. 

So that’s it! I’m done! Leave me with your thoughts, give me a topic, tell me your favourite Keeping Up With the Kardashian spin-off! Whatever suits you!

 Kristian x


Forget About the Price Tag

Posted: December 19, 2012 in Uncategorized

Here we go…

So since I’ve received a bit of activity on my most recent blog entitled ‘The Human Fuel’, I thought ‘why not have another go’? So if you read my previous entry you would know that I am overseas for 8 weeks in Germany on a school exchange.

Now it isn’t just in Germany that I have trouble with money, it is everywhere. I don’t understand what it is, something just grabs a hold of me and makes me go crazy with the impulse purchases. Just today I bought a t-shirt for 20 Euros, and honestly it was a shocker. I don’t know what it is, what makes me release my inhibitions and spend my moolah. I feel like Isla Fisher in Confessions of a Shopaholic… except I’m a male.

And it isn’t just impulse clothing items, items ranging from food to toiletries and garden equipment to stationary, these are things I don’t need. Like seriously, I’m a 16 year old boy who would rather spend my time with my friends or watching life pass me by on Facebook than outside digging a hole- so why did I buy a spade? When I’m up at the counter about to pay for an item, I hear Jessie J in my head reassuring me that I need to ‘forget about the price tag’… Fuck you Jessie J! And it’s not like I’m a hoarder. I will buy an item, realise it is the fugliest or most useless thing in the world and then throw it away. Can any of my audience members link me to a specialist in the area of Adelaide for when I get home?


I think it’s the feeling of walking down the mall with a few bags, almost like letting people know you have money (when really I only have $2.35 in my account). I’m not sure what it is that makes me spend all my dough (or lack thereof). Whilst only being in Germany for two weeks, I have already bought: a vest, a snow jacket, a pair of pants, a t-shirt, a scarf, two pairs of thermals, socks, Evian spray (it is -1° here), tonnes of food and drinks and a few other things. So after buying the things aforementioned I decided to have a quick peak into my account just to ‘see how things are doing’. And to my dismay I had €20.53 remaining. Keep in mind that the initial amount was €545.50…

So that’s it! I’m done! Leave me with your thoughts, give me a topic, tell me your favourite type of hat! Whatever suits you!

Kristian x

The Human Fuel

Posted: December 18, 2012 in Uncategorized

Here we go…

Now I will admit, this is my first blog and I am a little nervous. I’ll start off by telling you all a little about me. I am a 16 year old guy living in Adelaide. As of right now, however, I am in Germany. I’m here in the land of schnitzel and beer (you all know I want to mention another thing they’re famous for) on a school exchange for 8 weeks. 8 weeks. I am extremely family orientated so it is proving to be pretty difficult to be away from my family- and I’m only two weeks down to date!

So I’ve decided to name this entry ‘The Human Fuel’ because I’ll be discussing food. It is pretty common amongst people that the ‘human fuel’ is indeed food. Food is what keeps us moving, it keeps us active and, more importantly, it keeps us healthy. It has come to my attention, that here in Germany, their eating habits are extremely different to that of Australians.

Us Australians are all about big breakfasts, small lunches and big dinners. Here in Germany, it’s a small breakfast, a small snack, a big lunch, a small snack and a small dinner. Now to most westerners, this would sound weird, right? Well I’m not going to lie, I was caught off guard when I found out that my dinner was a piece of bread with some salami… Seriously, a piece of fucking bread. I legitimately thought I was in prison.

In Australia, my family is all about eating healthy and one of the biggest shocks was coming to Germany and realising that chocolates and chips were a necessity. Whether you are watching Germany’s Next Top Model or reading ’50 Graustrufen’ (50 Shades of Gray for the non-German speaking audience members), there is bound to be a spread of German chocolates. Now it’s obvious to me why they made the fat kid in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory German.

And it’s not just the food that is outrageously different, but their drinking habits are insane! Australian kids always take a water bottle to school, filled with water of course(and if you were lucky, maybe some cordial). However, in Germany, a water bottle for them is generally filled with Coca-Cola or some sort of fake-fruit-filled-fizzy-crap… AND they love it.

But I can’t argue that the German people have incredibly terrible eating habits, there are most probably hundreds of thousands of Australians who fall in this category too, it’s probably my healthy eating background that has made me so unprepared for the challenge of eating just one more Snickers.

So that is it! My first blog down. Tell me your thoughts, give me another topic, tell me your favourite type of amphibian- whatever suits you!

Kristian x