In order to explain how my semester went so far, telling about last three days may be enough. Before the weekend I was planing to spend the whole weekend working on my Hausarbeiten (term papers). What de facto happened was I worked 2 or 3 hours per day, went out all three nights and did not come back before the birds started to sing. That’s why I said under no circumstances I am gonna leave my room today and I did not. I was also relatively productive so I can feel good about myself and write this blog.
Human mind categorizes stuff so I will divide my life in Germany into three phases. Phase 1: More: Read the rest of this entry…
He explains all the terrible feelings that emerge when something beautiful ends. In his case it is the end of the exchange semester in Paris. Hell yeah, he liked it! He says I will feel the same when I am back. My post-awesomeness depression may be less severe because my awesomeness was not as awesome as his (i like this sentence), may be more severe because where I will go is not Istanbul (you gotta respect Istanbul). Where I am going is the microwave called Denizli. It is home, but this year I have spend too much time there, met a wrong person there, wanted to be and was naive perhaps for the first time in my life there. That’s why the idea of going there certainly does not make me the happiest person on earth.