It is nice to be home for a change. Me and Anne and Ronald and Liisa got together yesterday, talked life and drank pretty much everything on the menu. And boy was I happy to see the both of them. Good times.
But the time I am spending here is just enough, the world is my home now. And I prefer to walk through the rooms of this home a bit before I put my head on the pillow of the bed in the room I have chosen.
Off to Greece tonight, back on the 6.8. and then 10 more days of Estonia.
...on second thought, I shouldn't really diss psychology (last post). Everything I have read so far from that field is interesting, as was my lecture on religious psychology somewhere in 2007/8.
The embodiment of the reason for this sh!tstorm was the professor. I have in a long time not seen someone with so little structure, presence and passion giving a lecture.
But all in all the drably nature of the lecture helped me to study better, so thank you, mr. professor, and may you find another career very soon.
On another note: Amorphis will never stop giving me shivers. Tomi Joutsen is an entity! Mesmerizing! Orphic! Aaaaaaaagh!
Now. Studying! Commence! Yesterday I spent a large part of my evening conquering castles instead of new russian vocabulary or aspects of time semantics in the literature of Johann Peter Hebel (title of paper I'm currently writing) and spent an hour on a new gadget on facebook. So today will be completely different!
PS. Note to self: careful what you wish for. 'Cause you might just get it.
On Monday I had the honor and privilege to experience the entity that is Marcel Reich-Ranitzki. He gave an interview for our students at the university. He is an interesting character and certainly knows his field, also he doesn't like being called the pope of literature as he does know he is not infallible. But still, I wouldn't want to cross him. Nevertheless, for a guy who just turned 90, he seems... charming.
Now yesterday as I had a test at 18:00 and had started studying for it in the late Monday evening (I just had to watch Eclipse that evening, although now, having seen it, I believe studying would've been the better option), I took the whole Tuesday for preparations. But as I got bored with just sitting and reading, I just sat myself into our AudiMax (auditorium maximum) and along with reading, listened to some kind of psychology lecture. And I'm glad I did because ignoring the crap I heard there helped me enormously to focus on the crap I had to memorize for my test. At least my crap is written better and actually interesting. I'm glad I didn't choose psychology when I had the choice. Literature science is the thing for me.
I started studying on Monday because Sunday evening was filled by a surprise visit by Michael. We had a blast and I now have a book of maps of Russia and a giant (3A1 probably) map of Russia. Preparations for our trip across Russia next year, which will be happening definitely. If we'll be on the road for two or three months, I don't know. But that's the beauty of life, not knowing. And other lovely pre-birthday presents.
Now, back to studying.
PS: Mr. Omar Bashir, you make my soul sing! Thank you, Amer.
