was after such a week is the real again required to lie on the couch and stretch out his legs simple. And it's nice when outside of a few stray rays of the sun into the room seem. With all the gray and all the rain, I is getting sprayed in a warm ray of sunshine this week as a loving smile. Well, I'm to blame when I go out sturmköpfig the fact that the weather has not hesitate to adjust my clothing. As is the T-shirt that Kaputzenjacke and the simple jacket over summer when the outdoor temperature of just 3 ° C for the last warmth. But I have responded promptly and rearranged my closet at last. The sweaters are now the leaders again and the summer shorts all moved to the rear.
I'm mentally yes but rather a type à la WiseGuys text ("I just press the small green button and the sun's going on in my head!" [WiseGuys - It is summer]), but when it's out there cold, must my body react and soft my sunny thoughts. Then can happen's sometimes even that I mind sometimes hew to the fingers, they approach the green button.
As long as the colorful leaves are still lying around in it for me not gray, dull and monotonous. When the snow starts - and that can take no more after all these temperatures for too long - Then it probably looks different. Strange, but it seems, we expect a severe winter and a long one at that.
way, I took the chance and also eliminates the clutter of the cabinet. Old clothes, jeans that I have for a long years too tight or too short, and one of my favorite shirts that had shrunk after a failed washing unfortunately had to give way to the size XS now. They drift their existence for the time being in a large cardboard box until they are rescued by someone.
is now again a whole lot of closet space. Currently ... - But that's changing soon, because some clothes are still in a laundry basket in the closet. They have a new one yet Space will be assigned. And two weeks ago I also bought something to keep my clothing line is expanding and I have lying around not only worn things.
But not only weather and the cabinet cleanup campaign have geschlaucht me. The new semester has long since been addressed and this week will also reflect the many lectures and seminars for me. Well, what does that mean a lot ... According to seminar schedule I have about 20 hours. Add to this, however, nor the preparation and review of the various seminars, according to dozens of pages of reading literature, discussion and implementation of presentations, writing essays, practical exercises and so on and so forth. As is loose from the part-time job, the 35h-week. And because not enough students and sleep until noon every day anyway, I'm working alongside about 12 hours. The exact times for my volunteer work I charge rather not, or I find out more, that I have a 55-hour week. Because of some silly thinks that from Monday to Friday creates loose 60-70 hours, but honest: these people are beyond help yet! I will not live to the age of 43 as a workaholic my third heart attack and say that I really am but still too young to think about death.
... also makes it just really fun. I finally got a little bit more practice in the mire of academic theory. yes, only three semesters has lasted until something was possible. I'm curious to see what I can learn from the veterans of the theater everything. The experimental theater in any event offers many opportunities to live out fully. And I want it, as best we can benefit!
It is nice if, after a few heady weeks at last once again he has a kind of everyday life ... and the absolute horror, when you have three appointments in one evening anyway completely full week on the calendar reads. But what the heck, I'm young and with the workaholic ... yes - uh ... I promise improvement, and I'm still a few years until my 43sten.
So now I pull out my legs back from the couch and bring me a drink. And then ... I will then put it back up, maybe throw in the DVD that I borrowed from my sister and give me a nice, quiet and totally relaxing evening. Can not recommend it! =)
I'm mentally yes but rather a type à la WiseGuys text ("I just press the small green button and the sun's going on in my head!" [WiseGuys - It is summer]), but when it's out there cold, must my body react and soft my sunny thoughts. Then can happen's sometimes even that I mind sometimes hew to the fingers, they approach the green button.
As long as the colorful leaves are still lying around in it for me not gray, dull and monotonous. When the snow starts - and that can take no more after all these temperatures for too long - Then it probably looks different. Strange, but it seems, we expect a severe winter and a long one at that.
way, I took the chance and also eliminates the clutter of the cabinet. Old clothes, jeans that I have for a long years too tight or too short, and one of my favorite shirts that had shrunk after a failed washing unfortunately had to give way to the size XS now. They drift their existence for the time being in a large cardboard box until they are rescued by someone.
is now again a whole lot of closet space. Currently ... - But that's changing soon, because some clothes are still in a laundry basket in the closet. They have a new one yet Space will be assigned. And two weeks ago I also bought something to keep my clothing line is expanding and I have lying around not only worn things.
But not only weather and the cabinet cleanup campaign have geschlaucht me. The new semester has long since been addressed and this week will also reflect the many lectures and seminars for me. Well, what does that mean a lot ... According to seminar schedule I have about 20 hours. Add to this, however, nor the preparation and review of the various seminars, according to dozens of pages of reading literature, discussion and implementation of presentations, writing essays, practical exercises and so on and so forth. As is loose from the part-time job, the 35h-week. And because not enough students and sleep until noon every day anyway, I'm working alongside about 12 hours. The exact times for my volunteer work I charge rather not, or I find out more, that I have a 55-hour week. Because of some silly thinks that from Monday to Friday creates loose 60-70 hours, but honest: these people are beyond help yet! I will not live to the age of 43 as a workaholic my third heart attack and say that I really am but still too young to think about death.
... also makes it just really fun. I finally got a little bit more practice in the mire of academic theory. yes, only three semesters has lasted until something was possible. I'm curious to see what I can learn from the veterans of the theater everything. The experimental theater in any event offers many opportunities to live out fully. And I want it, as best we can benefit!
It is nice if, after a few heady weeks at last once again he has a kind of everyday life ... and the absolute horror, when you have three appointments in one evening anyway completely full week on the calendar reads. But what the heck, I'm young and with the workaholic ... yes - uh ... I promise improvement, and I'm still a few years until my 43sten.
So now I pull out my legs back from the couch and bring me a drink. And then ... I will then put it back up, maybe throw in the DVD that I borrowed from my sister and give me a nice, quiet and totally relaxing evening. Can not recommend it! =)
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