The Kirsten Evertz school of dominating
Kirsten Evertz, a.k.a. Kiki, our sister, left Townsville today in a flurry that can only be described as unabashedly Kiki. Our last glimpse of her was running for the plane, which was waiting on the tarmac - her 5 backpacks flying in all directions. As she went through security they found a paring knife in her bag. Kiki tossed it back over the security screening area at Zoe, Lauryne and Caroline who were watching the drama unfold, “Good for potatoes” were her final words.
This is the second time that Kiki has left Townsville (much like Port Stephens people have a strange way of being drawn back). The first time she lived here for two years, right here in North Ward with Meike (Incidentally, Meike is starting a PhD on the relationship between frog eating Africans and mosquito-born disease, on the edge of the Sahara. She’s going to buy a camel with her funding, “Um, could I get a receipt please? Just write ‘transport’”); this time she managed to last about 3 years - long enough to finish a Masters (have some damn good times in the process).
If you were to describe Kiki in two words you might say, “Crazy German” - many have and they were all spot on. However, Kiki is also a Dominator, in her own way. Kiki is of the “Yeah. Sure.” school - anything is possible. Much like Guy Marion, Kiki has a global outlook. She’s heading back to Germany today, then to France in a couple of days for a series of meetings. In July, she’s planning to meet up with Roderigo (the frousty mexican) in Vienna, and possibly with Zoe and I in NY in September.
Kiki’s greatest claim to fame, though, is Kikinese: the blend of German and English with an unsual dialectic twist. Lauryne and I are always giggling at the strange new words that Kiki comes up with, O? Like, {pow-pow} for example. Here’s her burning missive from Singapore - en route to a new life:
Hi, i don’t know what to say and i don’t know how to say it, its been a great time here in Australia with all of you on my side. Thank you soooo much for the suport in work and life related problems, its never easy.
I just made the flight this morning in Townsville, after an exausting (party, cleaning the house and getting the heart broken night). Crazy, life can be so much fun, but also so hard by the same time. I have been bursting into tears leaving Darwin, some dude felt so sorry that he made the middle seat row free for me, so i could have a rest.
Yeah Zoe, i got what i needed in that party night, but also a little bit more. Jacque, here is my e-mail: Kirsten.evertz@jcu.edu.au, stay in touch with me, maybe i forgive you!!
My opinion is , if you can not fight for love in life, what is there to fight for, i don’t regret anything or i would’t be here in the first time and have an amazing time of my life with all of you!!
I am at Changi airport now, get to have a massage soon and do some shopping, one last time.
I wish you all good luck with following your dreams, i am following mine, even with the very strong thought on my mind, of just hoping on a plane back to Townsville.
Take care, Love Kiki.
April 24th, 2006 at 8:48 am
ok the truth is out there, I am the villain that broke the nice German girl heart. I didn’t mean to!
Sorry Kiki, take care.
April 24th, 2006 at 10:58 am
Hey Tim,
that email was so nice,great to hear from you!
I think I understand the “I’m back at home now, working, spending, paying bills, aaarrrrgh it’s all a big little snow ball” pretty good. It has been year now and I am definitely not used to it.
But theres a big dept to be paid off,so no way of going anywhere before.You know,like this iron ball a prisoner gets attached to is ankle. So my life at the moment is all about havind weird to bad experiences and still get over it with a smile.I might just have needed that,maybe to get the toughness I was lacking.And the determination.Don’t know but is has to be good for something.Just lost my job,politics,no reason,at least no reason anyone explains to me.Spending easter in my flat,no shared flat,didn’t meet nice people,alone,looking for jobs.But at least there is Capoeira,3 or 4 nice people aroud 18-21 all pretty good Capoeiristas and a new bike waiting for me.Germans are all about the brands and the quality on their bikes but noone’s talking about the fun you have on a trail,booooooring!!!!Haven’t lost all of my enthusiasm by now but I guess it wont take too long till I go to a psychiatrist.All the people here are weird and boring or simply dumb!Either theres something wrong with me or just bad luck.But if theres something about me I do have the power to change and to adjust.You know sometimes you think that either its you being weird or the rest of the world is on its downfall.So,not a lot of good news from me i guess….But it can only get better!
Okay,thats all,whish you a good year and whatever you do I am sure its gonna turn out to be great!
Ciao
Ulli
April 24th, 2006 at 11:01 am
this is from a german friend of mine recently, the funny speak is not peculiar to kiki
April 24th, 2006 at 11:01 am
oh Jac you are a cold hearted character, is it the warm tropical sun that warms your blood?!
April 24th, 2006 at 11:18 am
Oh timtim my boy my heart is as warm as the sun, but you know how it goes, i did it to her some one else did it to me, that someone else got done as well, an on and on….. and there is lucky souls like your self that find the right one!
April 24th, 2006 at 11:26 am
spent this morning moving stuff-yet-to-be-collected/claimed from Kiki’s front step and flat up to our front step and flat.. don’t want to annoy Yvonne Keating or the new neighbour straight off . . .
we were all very sad when we dropped Kiki off at the airport, not getting to say a proper final goodbye (/cry) sucked, but the whole thing was in true Kiki fashion, so we can’t complain.
shed a little tear at my work event that afternoon - firstly, because after an intense intensive all week, plus presentation and exam and socialising and no sleep all week I was pretty close to exhausted, and secondly I was watching a local indigenous group perform at a celebration presented in ‘partnership’ with a big development company who are making millions off the land these people have no access and every right to, and are given a tokenistic and patronising role in celebrating the very fact that they’ve been marginalised! meanwhile the sons of the company director stand there smugly, happy in the fact that they have every right to inherit their fathers assets, and can talk down about these performers…
anyway, so I was tired, pissed off and thinking about how different Kiki and my trip to Laura was, and missing Kiki.. but since that would ahve looked pretty damn stupid, crying at a ‘fun day’ I had to pull myself together, plus I saw a CUTE puppy..
anyway.. was there a point? yeah - we will miss Kiki sooo much, I can’t imagine that she won’t be coming up the stairs (or falling down them), saying oo-hoo through the door and generally being such a huge part of our lives anymore.
crazy, o?
April 24th, 2006 at 11:27 am
hey, my comment is awaiting moderation! MY comment!!!! on MY website! humph!
April 24th, 2006 at 11:42 am
humph indeed, was the comment about camels?
April 25th, 2006 at 2:40 am
Cest la vie! I am of to France tomorrow, drink some good wine for you all, thanks for the comments. Love to Zoe, have a nice relaxing day, i think on you, will catch on with Meike in Bordeaux on Friday, go to DJ Premier on Sunday (long weekend!) , yeah some serious party!!
Love Kiki