Hello my dear readers,
that was a nice idea with this interesting stories about my architecture student life, but unfortunately it isn't that much interesting these days.
I'm still on my way to write this essay about Mexico, with 20.000 signs not words (didn't get that right in the first place) and tonight Claudia and I are going to the harbour to find some bad examples for illumination. It would also be nice to find some good things but.... it is the harbour and it is Wismar. I'll keep you updated on these things.
Yesterday, the winter arrived unexpectetly in Wismar town! Great that on Saturday our heating system broke down. Yeah, it is so nice to take a shower in a freezing bathroom. Oh my, I hope that the two calls from my roomate, Martina and me worked out today.
Mmmh, what else. My weekend wasn't really interesting too. I struggled with my closet. Or more with all the clothes in it. At the end there were 4 stacks of clothes in front of me which I gave to the Red Cross. More space for me and hopefully some warm clothes for the poor people in this or another country.
My efforts to call my friend Kjelt, who's original name is Andreas, to meet up for a delicious cup of coffee, turned out to be useless because I couldn't find his mobile number. My dear friend Paris didn't respond on a message I wrote him, about going to a live music night at the Schlauch, Irish Pub I used to work in. Hah, it seems to me as everybody left this town for the past weekend.
The mexican guy, Armando, I met before was in Schwerin. So out of town as well.
So what I did after all this frustrating not calling people thing, was....trying to write my essay. I don't have to tell you that these mean computergames stole the hightest amount of my time during this five hours I was sitting in front of my laptop. I think I worked about 30% of this five hours on my eassy and the rest of the time I was chatting, writing mails and beating my own record in spider solitair.
Have a great week folks
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