Welcome,
to my little blogging world.
I'm still having troubles with what to write in the intro so yeah.
This one is mostly based on my life I suppose but there are other thingys I write about. Anyway, hope you'll be amused, entertained or touched by my posts.
Enjoy your stay :)
~Sasusaku
So, I tend to lose my key every time before I go to collage. I am a messy person and I usually just leave the key on a table or somewhere and I can't find it as I run to collage, since I usually am going to collage in the last moment or am late because I search for the damn key. And one day, as I couldn't find it I suddenly thought: "I must have left it in the door!", so I checked but I did not. Since then I always wondered if I ever could be so silly to actually leave it in the door. Today I found out the answer. Yes, yes I could. So this morning someone knocked on my door which is rare as I'm a student and don't really get visits (uhm, that's not how collage is supposed to work. I know. :s). So I wonder who the hell could it be around noon, side note: I'm still in my PJ's, and I go to the door: "Who is it?"
Neighbour: "Neighbour"
So I wondered about it but I opened the door and looked at him, he's kinda cute too.
I: "Yes?"
Neighbour: "You left your key in the door.." (from outside if I didn't mention this before)
I looked at him then the key and am like: "Oh fuck!" in my head of course.
I: "Uh! Thank you!!"
He: "Nothing" and he smiled and left.
So as much as I got it, the key was there in my door since uh I don't yesterday evening.
Well this is my story. The thing I wonder now is: Did I provoke this by thinking of it being possible and doing so in the end (like a self fulfilling prophecy) OR would it have happened anyway but I gave it extra attention because I thought of it as a possibility before?
It would be really nice to hear some other opinions of it. I should definitely be more careful since everyone could have entered.
Thanks for reading this and have a great day
~Sasusaku :)
I think that I'd pay to be apart of it back then. Hehe I guess it was amazing to teach at such a school.
~Sasusaku
My Saturday night is soooo exciting. You see, I am youtubing and studying. Well youtubeing while studying which means I'm barely studying but I am trying. I'm tired of it. My grades are better than I thought that they will be this semester. Then again, I got only 3 out of 9 of them. I'm still waiting for one. Huh, what else. Oh yeah. I didn't go out to party and dance even once this year. I really usually either don't have money or people for it but I've least will otherwise those things wouldn't be much of a problem, right? I'm such an abnormal uni student.
On the other note, my friend had boy troubles so I remembered that song hihi.
Have a great day
~Sasusaku
This made me laugh so hard.
Here is the video link in case of the video not working
Enjoy the video
~Sasusaku
I would have never thought that studying a language I love would become so depressing. And I don't even mean depressing in the sense that its getting hard to study (which it is) I mean truly seriously depressing. So I'm on the 2nd year of German language and culture and we have those two subjects that are so sad. One of them is German novel in the time from 1945 to 1980. I mean the novels by themselves are sad and depressing since there are topics like holocaust (which is absolutely horrible to learn about), hunger, war, disease, national socialism and so on. What makes it even more depressing is our prof. She is showing us movies that are horrible and show as in no moral at all and no tolerance and violence. It's just so frustrating. I have this subject first class Monday morning.. which means I'm all down all freaking Monday. It's depressing. Luckily is the semester over in a few days and I have to pass the exam and I truly hope it will get more positive as collage goes on. It's really tiring and exhausting.
~Sasusaku
