It’s
been long since my last post, right? Well, that’s due to the official start of
my university classes (October is about to end, it had to happen at some
point!). Apart from running from one class to another, grabbing lunch with
friends at the university cafeteria (we call it mensa down here), doing errands
or homework –yes, already!- I had no time to get enough sleep (sleep is never
enough actually), let alone blog.
Yesterday
I woke up to find out that it was, well, snowing! Despite the snow and the cold weather I got dressed, put on my
makeup and went to the university to work on an assignment together with a
couple of fellow students –kudos to them for putting up with my still awful
German language skills and making me laugh non-stop. Luckily the library was
almost deserted so there was no librarian or students staring angrily at us for
interrupting their study. I also understood why people in American movies fall
asleep in libraries (always before a test or an extremely important task): the
library here is so warm, quiet, comfortable and welcoming that I almost fell
asleep over the dictionaries that lied open in front of me. Honestly, I could
spend day after day sitting in the American department, reading Hemmingway and
looking outside the window.
Today
was an extremely cold as well as beautiful day. One of my Mitstudentinnen and I
visited a nearby city called Speyer, that as I discovered later, full of enthusiasm,
has decent shops, cozy cafes and restaurants, beautiful architecture and is
located near Rhine. Speyer is, especially in comparison to Germersheim, where
we both live, lebendig. Lebendig in German means full of life. I was beyond
excited to see the streets full of people of all ages, some of them locals and
other tourists, just like us.
S.
and I sat down in a crowded restaurant-café and talked about –what else?- men. Does
the fact that I can now discuss men and relationships in German indicate some
kind of progres of my verbal skills? When the conversation came to interesting men around campus
(yes, the ratio of women and men in our university might be 80-20, yet we still
have the right to hope), I told her about a particular guy who seems to be fun
to hang around with. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I’m head over
heels about him, I just find his company quite entertaining. However, as I told
S., he must have put me in the friend zone, since our time spent together
consisted mostly of eating Döner (yes, you’ve read right!), drinking beer and
talking about traveling and sports. And there, quite unexpectedly, came one of
the most beautiful compliments I’ve ever heard: “First of all, you don’t know
for sure if he has friend-zoned you. And secondly, you are too pretty to be
friend-zoned!” Of course I got red from the roots of my bronze-hazelnut hair to
my toes, but I found her words so sweet. Go on, blame me for being narcissistic
once again.
That’s
all for today, folks! Have to go back to my homework.
F.
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