you call it ... the first time ..!
Yes it is actually so far.
I'm sitting here. In my own apartment, a laptop and it works Michael Jackson, the feeling of the unfamiliar to push a little ... My beautiful table candle is burning, thanks Mom. the light of the candle falling on the bare wall.
lonely thing, but not alone. But one is ever alone? No easy question to answer. It must be accessible on the situation ...
Currently: Nothing moves, the only thing audible is the crackling of the rain on my orange push-blinds and the Earth song ... Aaaahhhaahhhhahhahahhh. yes, it feels themselves at that, to suddenly be gone - in a completely new universe.
this morning but I know I was not safe alone. Not if the 600 other new student teachers with you in the biggest physics classroom (yes, the first impression was everything with you now ...^^) LMU gather and (almost) all with drawn teachers -Association-advertising gift pens and note their leaves waiting, even though the Versnstaltung starts in 20 minutes ... I was "almost".
I found it simply not important to monitor the Geschleime some deans and professors, and tell me to leave, they actually anyway can not say anything concrete, so that virtually everyone because for a single individual and therefore categorical case.
Nevertheless, this did not have the stupid property to be protracted over three hours, with no escape. Too many people in the row, on the steps on the floor in the hallway ... Please now, no subsequent terrorist attack Oktoberfest!
But the banter was actually survive ("ego sum exemplaris I"?) And I was really terrific two hours in high society-sunshine-time remaining to me to get a snack and ne landline phone number. Both somehow succeeded. ne both difficult birth. my beautiful Hawaiian tongue and have been out only taken out of the cellar and my Vodafone Apprentice Yilmaz, who did not know whether to me or Sietse name basis, and therefore both used in the same sentence has to constantly Bu ro must deceive in order to clarify some things ... Luckily I had two hours - change so quickly the views! be)
quick back to uni, phone must be forwarded UACh first ...; madness, what great information I can pass here somehow is not all that as presented, but good.
Then another setback at the next event info: is nevertheless a well-known short-haired Günzburger drummer myself, initials CW, self-given nickname "God". But only in bad jokes. But a familiar face was positive but auhc there would have been bad, if, although they tried to escape from local farmers, this would only really been there. The good Nina has blasted against me, the one that has been with me from time to time in Dürrlauingen together internship ... but no mention added that she went to Munich.
After the event, which was again not really Hiflreich - except you can not pick out yourself in the position of the office hours of tutors on the Internet - it has also seen me then endlcih and asked what I've decided. And then complain vehemently, because I have to do with her special education teacher ..! And then came the hottest of the day: nothing but broad Swabian dialect, in the middle of Munich, in the style of little Simon, the here, but no one knows but whatever. "Abr me wellat but zam Spaggalehrir maha ...!" - At least a bit of a home feeling. But well, I'm sorry baby, not today. even if it's really harmful is!
And then called Sarah, the poor little from Bonn, which since Saturday all alone with no familiar contact in Munich and has been hoping that I get - madness how much a woman in 4 hours, which is the one part drinking coffee and looking the other with a DVD and eating dung MCDoof spends talking to ...! But fun, especially the accent - and she does not believe that what she has ... But it is at least someone is not in one extreme of the wooden math computer science equipment, a la Ella, or the other of turbo-punk Egon, who is only there to finally have something to do ...
But never mind, will already have other ordinary people like me (I forbid you find here every ...!) grin.
all in all is just to say: I miss my old 11c. Maybe even the college level. Or? well, I think because I need to listen a little deeper into me ... but the result of my hypnotic esoteric yoga self-reflection will get through catharsis erharen her soon. Maybe soon - after the next mouse.
or just next time in the Maxi-Super Mario Blog
greetings to all home to!
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