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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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