Time has jet propulsion ...
Wow! 've Been present here on NEM month. And already I feel so at home here than I would have never lived anywhere else ... is so strange how quickly the man but used to adapt to new situations .... Is probably the self-protection mechanism for homesickness or something ...
What is actually in the short time that I'm here because not everything has already happened. My brain can store these vast amounts gar nich. Of these people can sing a song around me already, if they like Gaja wiedermal two days ago, shared an experience told and I have the feeling I heard something completely unknown ... either I am now really old and it was lately perhaps all a bit much ... much of anything.
to my long-awaited Leningrad concert was me. Thanks to my bodyguards and Ali Jovi * gg * we made it up to the stage. The price for this were indeed some Fußquetschungen and rib contusions, but it was worth in any case. )) Last weekend we finally arrived in St. Petersburg. Oh man .. a dream ... a visual orgasm, so to speak ...* gg *... or common words, a delight, is second to none. The boat trip a la Venice on our first (Super-Sun-perfect weather) day, I drove the tears in his eyes as the tour guide (or how else the lady called, the one with in such a Sight-seeing Tours their knowledge happy ... my German has first gaps ... all languages at once to the same well is probably an unexpected custody adjustable dream ...) match at the end also a heartbreaking of Pushkin's poems on St. Petersburg for the best exist. Hachja ... against Moscow, the city acts like a village, idyllic, quiet .... .... soooooooooo ruuuuiiiiihg ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhiiig. )) I want nothing around away. To be fair, I have to add that I am on the way back then but to have got at home ... by the chaos, Rempel masses of people ... that is my earnest. I recommend just any oppurtunities for both cities to behold even ma ... containing nothing of foreign influence á la "da shit ... and there is non ..." Yes ...
hm ... nu and I sit there ... have experienced so much ... because you will communicate this to the world. ... And sits and sits ... and wat was it again because ...?... huh ... that's what I said earlier ... brain like sieve, because too much is by ... well ...
The current situation: the running around is coming to an end. It remains to be my student metro card request (Request by e-wipe fill so ... no easy task, maintain, collect, forward * gg *), but today I actually got the right students plan. A great honor was given to me when I finally walked through the holy door of the Ethnological Institute (after a long hike and requests) and me, the competent lady there too friendly (!) My questions not answered. The sum of all this was more like a miracle, a beautiful dream and non-reality of Moscow. Now, the completely pointless running around and wonders why a non-lecture again takes place at last to an end. I HAVE A PLAN. I love plans. Ok, my friend and helper. We have always known, but rather a more subtle way. The experience here has us together even closer ...))
The new semester is here, fresh in the old . So I stride towards him toootaaaaal motivated (hopefully for a long time * gg *), full of energy and youthful (young at heart * gg *) zeal. And so I wish all other Students a successful and above all interesting semester. And the lovely Justine a happy student life. )) Tschakaaa!
