And we are back in WEEK 3.
We started this week (or finished this day) with a peaceful run in the park. We were trying to succeed in this program called Hit. It was a type of run when you have to run for e.g 20 seconds (it is up to you) on the top of your strength then have a 2 minutes long pause and then repeat for 8 times.Honestly, after the run I felt okay, but what came a day after…I am sure I don’t have to explain.
Long story short- My muscles were dead. But I had to go on, you know, work and stuff.
Anyway, I was trying to survive another week in this month like usual. On Wednesday I was just lurking around while I was on my lunch break and found this amazingly looking comfy red couch, so as much as I wanted to go back to work, I had to try it on! So it basically became my hiding place. I was always trying to finish up a little bit early so I could lay on it and chill for a fee minutes before I had to go back.
Those Fridays are not the happiest days because the feeling, that on Saturday you have to wake up even earlier than usual, is just depressing. But yea – more money, that is and always will be a good motivation for a poor student like I am. On Saturday we were usually cleaning offices and I saw this cabinet full of these funny stickers, see for yourself:
What was weird, it actually looked like my handwriting and I swear to God I had nothing to do with it!
When we finally came home after groceries shopping (endless nightmare), I made the washing machine to accept my stinky socks (and stinky socks of other people) and washed my clothes with iPod in my ears, coffee in my left hand and cigarette in the right hand. I sat in front of the house and just enjoyed the music and at last chilled after a week of working. Then I went to eat the best Saturday treat- waffles!! L makes the most delicious waffles (shout out to the cook!!) and after that we just sat down and watched series on L’s PC. What is the best relax? This totally was!
It became a habit that we were having this little “celebration” of the end of the working days. So we sat down in front of the house and chilled with wine and all kinds of alcohol in our hands, just talking, listening to music and basically just blowing off the steam from the whole week.
Yea, as a matter of fact, the party had gone for so long and I was kind of tired, so I went to my room to check out if somebody is sleeping there or not.
I am not sure if I told you in previous parts- I had these another roommates. We were all girls there so it was fine to get along.
This Saturday night I came to the room and one of them, Lena, was still awake, sitting on her bed not being able to fall asleep. We didn’t really talk before just some basic stuff or just lazy talk or chit chat etc., but now we started to talk and talked for more than 2 hours. From funny things, through slandering people to the deep stuff. I felt like we got somehow closer, I realized we have so much in common and went through a few similar (and tough) happenings. I was glad that I got to know this girl so freaking much, even though I don’t know if we are gonna see each other anytime soon because she left early for the college interview in Denmark (and she freaking got in!!). I remember the day when she was leaving- I was heading to work at 7 am and she was leaving that exact day but at 3 pm and as I was packing my last things at 6:50 she woke up and with an adorable smile she climbed down the double decker bed and hugged me goodbye. We were standing for a few seconds and when my eyes started to moisten, I let her go, took my stuff and left.
This one is for you dear- I want to dedicate this piece to you because I feel like we had this instant connection even though we spent such a little time together and you know that this does not happen very often (at least with me). I think that our room sharing was an opportunity to get to know such a lovely and kind person and I have a feeling it came to us in the right time. Such a shame you had to leave, but there are better things out there for you, than Germany. The best is yet to come, you are an explorer, you won’t get lost in this big world, I am sure. SO don’t you worry child, everything is gonna be better, because (I said so) you deserve it. Thank you so much for you being you, I am so proud of you, you fart-laugh ♥
But let’s just come back a few days back, when we went to Art Gallery- Brandhorst together.
On the Sunday morning (12:30 pm) when I finally unsealed my eyes after this weird night full of drunk people, we were still not sure where to go that day because it was kinda rainy outside and not even so hot, as you would expect on July. So we dressed up and done all the girly stuff and went to Metro station. Even there we did not really know where we were going. Strange? Here not.
So while underground we found this gallery of abstract art on the Internet. We came out of the station and, as usual, was not sure which way to go. But hand in hand with Google maps we finally made it there!
Honestly, the art was breathtaking! It was full of emotions and I saw so many worlds in all of the paintings…
But on the funny note- As much as I am weird and you know that I love emrbracing my weirdness – I wanted to sniff one of the paintings just for my personal satisfaction and suddenly the alarm started beeping like crazy. The security came to me, told me that I was too close to the painting and I should step away because it is forbidden to be this close. I was so embarrassed you can’t even imagine. And did I mention we were all forbidden to take pictures? Guess who was not stopped by it?
(But yea, the security almost escorted me out when I was exposed with a camera in my hand and (again) embarrassed look on my face)
But anyway I will let you enjoy the pieces of art itself.
Imagine me trying to take picture of this with 2 security guys in the room- just hilarious.
The Roses ↓
These three paintings just made me stand there and stare like an idiot because they were too beautiful for me to handle it like a normal person. Here I took a picture of the explanation of them:
This is how the gallery looked like.
Some streets of Munich are just too beautiful to not take a picture of.
This week was like too long, but while here, I wanted to see as much as possible. You’ll see for yourself, but till then…
See you next week (4)