Another piece of Experience ~
hotel, restaurant, small store, food aid, household, shelter, tent hire ... now even office assistant in a museum. Actually, I always thought I had too little work experience. But now it has already accumulated a lot. Even if all this is not directly to do with my future vision, it has yet I can in some ways mature. The only negative is the recurring realization of social incompetence. It calls are not all that difficult!
I now work 5 days a week ie every 6 hours and thereby earn about 1.30 € per hour. But at least the working atmosphere is pleasant!
Have I missed quite
. The application forms can I download only from the 15 th. Must consider whether I on 11 th but not go down to Kassel to attend this session event. At least it would be wrong not to learn to make what I would have to be accepted to a university.
The nerve fibers are still left. Itching to hinder the freedom of movement and are generally tough to endure. Miserable foreign body. Tomorrow they pull you out again! That's right! Morning after working here for the Doc, who will make out the threads. Let's hope that I will "F" and "W" can express easily. A speech impediment would be the last thing I could use right now.
Memo to me: Eat more beaver!
For the non-interpretive: not panic. Who the Hamptons does not know can not understand it!
Series Tip of the Day: Odwróceni
Monday, November 2, 2009
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Hdtv Surge Receptacles
I like you already understood. Really. Now shut up!
So last semester was stupid but now it is in the past.
Then came Matt. His visit was (to describe everything as melodramatic as possible) like a light that guided me through the darkness of the semester. In the end it was something nice. In the end I could access for 3 days back this lost time in Tübingen. Juhu. And the visit was really great. I jumped at it and everything went perfectly and it was just good to see a good friend.
On Friday, he returned to Germany. And then began the university work again. And then returned to the unzauberhafte life. Since I write my essay terrible. Now, the essay actually done ... bad, but ready. On weekends I go to Durham, because I must leave this city for a few days umbedingt. If I would stay here longer, I would quickly crazy.
Recently, I felt weak. With no language or ideas I'm clear. I think and I write and I speak but the feeling is still lacking. When I'm with people, I hear the words, but I just want to hear the beautiful sound of blended voices. The meaning I understand when I feel like it, but somehow I could not at this time does not matter.
My language skills are still weak. While speaking, I lack not the words, writing is (as you can read here) even worse, but at least I can listen to people and songs are still good. Although some people I have not felt this evening. And they did everything they just said. And they asked me if they talked too fast. Even twice in a sequence. But sorry! When I say that I understand, you should believe me. When I say that you can not speak too fast, you should ask me the same question more slowly. Everyone loses at some point in the world of waking dreams, but my God ... I think I niiieee for such a trip was treated so condescendingly.
I miss my friends in Tübingen, to never talk to me so. They had believed in me and to me (I think) still believe.
So last semester was stupid but now it is in the past.
Then came Matt. His visit was (to describe everything as melodramatic as possible) like a light that guided me through the darkness of the semester. In the end it was something nice. In the end I could access for 3 days back this lost time in Tübingen. Juhu. And the visit was really great. I jumped at it and everything went perfectly and it was just good to see a good friend.
On Friday, he returned to Germany. And then began the university work again. And then returned to the unzauberhafte life. Since I write my essay terrible. Now, the essay actually done ... bad, but ready. On weekends I go to Durham, because I must leave this city for a few days umbedingt. If I would stay here longer, I would quickly crazy.
Recently, I felt weak. With no language or ideas I'm clear. I think and I write and I speak but the feeling is still lacking. When I'm with people, I hear the words, but I just want to hear the beautiful sound of blended voices. The meaning I understand when I feel like it, but somehow I could not at this time does not matter.
My language skills are still weak. While speaking, I lack not the words, writing is (as you can read here) even worse, but at least I can listen to people and songs are still good. Although some people I have not felt this evening. And they did everything they just said. And they asked me if they talked too fast. Even twice in a sequence. But sorry! When I say that I understand, you should believe me. When I say that you can not speak too fast, you should ask me the same question more slowly. Everyone loses at some point in the world of waking dreams, but my God ... I think I niiieee for such a trip was treated so condescendingly.
I miss my friends in Tübingen, to never talk to me so. They had believed in me and to me (I think) still believe.
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