if anyone of you wonders what i have been doing (and i still have messages to answer for which i am so very sorry!), there have been quite a lot of things. so here is a list.
started my internship two weeks ago. i am working with children and teenagers and it’s a lot of fun and great. i love the kids, they grew to me so quickly and it’s really amazing.
started fixing up our new flat together with ro. she definitely is way better at painting then i am, but we are close to being finished which is a blessing because i really don’t want to paint anymore.
managed most of the things we need for the flat and the transporter i need for moving my stuff.
wrote my term paper in the meantime.
imagine spending 5 hours at the university and five hours painting afterwards.
i am tired. and i am sore all over. and my back feels as if it is breaking.
f for a song that i’ve used as a ringtone at some point. chantal claret’s pop pop bang bang. i loved it. but i still get nervous now when i hear it on spotify cause i always think my mobile is ringing.
g for a song to party your butts off to. this one is really, really, really tough. but i’ll go with the safety dance by men without hats!
and p for a song that i’d recommend based on your blog. oh dear, that one is really, really, really tough. i’ll just pick one spontanously! janelle monáe with sincerely, jane. because she is a really cool lady and so are you!
this is about the sixth time or whatever i said this but i am so fucking frustrated! goddammit. i wrote five pages of a term paper without even knowing what to write about. i know my general topic and know where i want it to head and what to write but since my prof didn’t give us any topics and just vague information i don’t know if that’s going to be okay for him so i have to send my poor attempt at finding at least some way to write about my topic, and if he says he doesn’t like it i am going to have a big, big problem. darn. don’t like this at all.
working with kids is so exhausting. i love this internship and also the kids to death already. i really, really do. but goddammit, i am exhausted and also permanently tired and i still have so much to do and organize. sometimes i resent being grown-up.