Day 046: Another girl?
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Vienna 1971—A Student Journal
A year of music, study, travel, sightseeing &
friends.
Day 46
— Another girl?
17-September-1971
(Fri.)
TRANSCRIPT
At night, went to a dance. Ended up meeting another
American girl—musician. Had a pretty good
time—enjoyed dancing. Didn’t end up too well, though.
But that’s life.
REFLECTIONS
Being that I am now part of the “press” and “media,”
I am taking liberties with my journalism, creating
sensational headlines meant to draw in new readers.
“Another girl?” Yes, that grabs your attention. Much
better than “Went to a dance and was rejected.”
What happened to Anjali? Am I a no-good creep?
Believe me, I’m sure that I didn’t forget Anjali.
Obviously, I went to a dance (perhaps, organized for
students), met someone, and danced. And I enjoyed it.
Yes, I like dancing. The intriguing sentence is
“Didn’t end up too well, though. But that’s life.”
What does that mean? 36 years later—I have no idea. I
can only guess that we danced and that was it. (What
was I expecting?) Was I rejected? Did I want to see
her again?
Ah, the pains of youth. Truth be told, I was never
good at the “pickup-stuff,” whatever that means. What
I will say is that I have met more girls in Vienna
this year, than I have in my entire four years of
college. Being an “international” traveler has given
me confidence.
Returning to my new style of journalism, I believe
that I have managed to make a big mountain out of a
mole hill. Take nothing, stir it up, loosely mix up
the facts, create agitation, and speculate. Just like
the real media and press. I’m ready for the pros.
Yes!
John
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