So. My Erasmus year has been a bit of a flop so far! As I was finally getting my head around the whole thing (read: quitting my culture tantrum) a car comes at me and throws me off balance. Never mind; I wasn't looking in the right direction anyway, and maybe that could be one big metaphor for my state of mind pre-car-collision. Fingers crossed that when I land back in Leipzig on Thursday I'll hit the ground running, (not literally, I haven't run in f-o-r-e-v-e-r and I don't fancy my chances...)
I'm nervous; after living at home for four months, I don't know how suddenly living on my own again will affect me. As you may or may not have gathered, I don't deal very well with change (all part of the Erasmus challenge!) so humph grrrrr *grinandbearit*
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| 'Where is the coffee? Please?' |
Hopefully I'll be so busy I won't have to time to process. Last semester I had too much time to think; this semester, with trying to catch up on ECTS credits missing due to my extended absence, I won't have chance to. Hello 8 modules!
There really isn't much to say at this point; I'm full of anticipation and worry, but that isn't new. Oh, I can knit now - that's new. And I'm gearing myself up to kick this year abroad into shape. It's like a ridiculous Lovecraftian-esque thing that I'm trying to de-tangle and tame. Maybe, if I am successful, I can keep it as a pet...
-Rae
