Contradictoriness. Of Terms.

Time goes on. Slowly. Enormously slowly. I’m waiting for the imaginary bell to ring. It only takes another hour, till I can jump up, take my things and run to the train the rail replacement bus service. Today I recognized, that I’ll get my first wisdom tooth. It doesn’t hurt much, but … well, I don’t know. I’m not fine at all. I’ve stomachache, I’m cold and I’ve a little bit headache.

I think, when I come home, I’ll take a nap. I’m tired, sad, and .. I don’t know. Nothing’s getting better. All my thoughts and feelings for Maria are … annoying. I don’t know what to do with myself. Why love is such a crazy and godawful thing. Don’t know.

In this bureau you are able to listen to the most uninteresting old-girl-talk. Do you want do listen? I don’t. But what shall I do, I have to sit here till 3:30 pm. Well, one hour’s left. So, I’ll tell you everything about my following week (October 15th, to October 21st). On Tuesday, I’ll have a course, because I’m a member of the Team Österreich (//Team Austria). On Thursday, I’ve to drive in my former driving-school, where I’ll be checked. And on Saturday, I’ll run 1 kilometres at the Wolfgangsee at an relay. And I think I’ll go to the cinema twice that week. Well, that’s the information for that week. I’ll be back. Maybe tomorrow.

Just. An Information.

My very own German blogosphere (all the blogs with the author just4ikarus) is enourmous. More than 15 blogs are written in German. Eternal Sunshine Of A Spotless Mind and Le Petit Autrichien break ranks, with there English and French content. But since Neon Wilderness is such a success, I looked for a possibility to write short messages in a blog. Thoughts, feelings and all the other stuff. hoch17 was born.

And yes. This blog becomes another success. Many visitors, many comments and a rapidely growing content. And therefore I started another blog … in English of course. Several Thousand Years Of Talking Nonsense is the counterpart to hoch17.

Maybe you will find your way to this blog. And if you have an opinion, please share it with the world (wow, how pathetical). Well, thanks for your attention. Good night and good blog.

Restart The. Engines. Runaway Train.

Maybe I’m not in the right position to speak about stress. But there is no doubt, that I had a very stressful weekend. Well, okay, on Friday I spent the whole night at home. But what did I on Saturday? Guess what I did. Erm. No. … No. Wait, wait, wait. I’ll tell you.

Although I had the possibility to sleep longer, I woke up twice. At 5 o’clock, because the alarm-clock of my mobile phone was activated. And then at 8 o’clock, because my normal alarm-clock rang. For me, it was too early, but what should I do? Because at 9 am I came for Sarah to drive to Frankenburg, where more than 500 people were demonstrating again the current right of asylum. It was my first demonstration, and well, it won’t be my last.

And after driving home, I have to chauffeur my mum. To my sister, and of course (it’s weekend) to my grandma. And what did I in the evening? I went to Linz by train. With whom? Sarah, of course. And we, the ninnies, started an oddyssey, which made Homer’s story uninteresting.

First of all, we miss the train, in which most of our friends were driving too. So we have to wait another hour. Then, in Linz we had to go by bus. Of course, the bus-line which would have taken us to the house, didn’t drive anymore today. So we went by another line. The wrong, as we know today. So we had to go many, many kilometres. Till our shopping trolly (this isn’t the best thing to transport alcohol and anything else) broke down. And therefore we had to drive with the cab. Of course we didn’t know the exact name of the street. But we did know the name of the bus-stop. And so we had to go another 5 minutes till we found the party.

Well, it was my first student-party at all, and it was great. So many people, so different people and … well, a really great party. I’m looking forward to my life in Vienna.

Yeah, this was my weekend. This week will be more or less a quiet week. But next week, wow … Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday. Unfortunately, these aren’t parties. Not at all.