(eva & me at a party during our summer in vienna)eva, my austrian bff, studied abroad in the US during her teen years and speaks perfect english with absolutely no accent whatsoever. can i just say for the 100th time how extremely rare this is?! what’s even more impressive to us americans who know/love her is that her sense of humor is so american; we never have to stop and explain a beat of our sarcasm because she never misses one. i can’t say this about any other euro friend i have…and i have a lot of ‘em! while i firmly believe that cultural differences make the world go ‘round, sometimes it’s just so nice to have someone who understands you that well. i feel like i grew up with this girl (when, in reality, where i grew up is a far cry from the alps).
eva and i recently skyped, and even without the context of our conversation, i think the excerpts below stand alone as pretty darn funny. and if you don’t find them amusing in the slightest, you can at least admire her american-sounding-ness, can’t you?
“i mean, he’s kind of a psycho, but a really sweet psycho, don’t you think?”she’s the greatest. end of story.
“you’ll move to vienna next, right? i mean, it’s not even a question. you don’t even have a choice. because my apartment is huge and i only take up 1/4 of my bed, so the other 3/4s are just calling your name.”
“skyping with you makes me realize how much i miss your hair.”
“and then, as we girls do, i broke up with him because i liked another boy who, turns out, didn’t like me back! whaaaat?!”
“oh, one more thing! when you move back to vienna, will you be my maid? i could probably pay you sometimes.”