YO!

howly cow has it been a while! so, had my first classes at the uni, met tons of people! Last night I was invited out with a group of girls (all german, yay!) and really had a good time. It felt SO GREAT to finally meet new people, make new friends and just have a blast... Get a load of this: my bf met a girl in one of his classes, she's german, went to canada, met a canadian, brought him back, and they're here in Berlin since the beginning of october. How cool is that?!?! They're coming over tonight for drinks. I found a mini job as tutor for a 13 year old kid in english and french, and it's pretty well payed, and he's so bad he needs 6 hours a week ( that's more than what he actually gets in school). But hey, I'm not complaining! I also signed up for a hip hop class at the university's sport center, which feels soooo great to finally be moving and dancing again ( I used to do hip hop once a week in montreal and I was REALLY missing it!) I also made a friend there, a girl from Leipzig. It's really great here, I'm finding out I make friends so easily, and also that my german is actually quite good! Everything is going so fast, I'm absolutely exhausted of all the new experiences, the new classes at university, the new friends, FINALLY starting to really party again, but I am absolutely happy. And the Queen of the world. HA!

YAY ME!

Nightmare

I've been having this recurring nightmare for about 1 year/1 year and a half. It's not always the same, the setting changes, the circumstances change, the people change... but one thing stays. It's always some sort of tsunami. And it started way before the tsunami in Thailand. I'm always on a beach, or on the side of a lake, and there's always some kind of wall next to me: a hill, a hotel wall. a huge tree... Anyways, I'm always having fun, and then I realize something's wrong with the water.Terribly wrong. I try to run away, but everything goes so slowly. Except the wave. It's like, 50 meters high. I see the wall/ hill, and I know I'm going to violently crash into it as soon as the wave hits me. I feel absolutely horrified, and try to run away but somehow I just can't. The feeling I have when I wake up is just absolute dread. What's strange is that in my life, I was never, ever afraid of water, quite the contrary...my parents couldn't manage to get me away from the ocean when I was a kid, and my boyfriend too, now that I'm an adult... I've tried to find any movies I would have seen, books I would have read... to no avail.

I wish these water nightmares would stop, as I have them quite frequently ( at least once a month) and they always leave me drained... and terrified of the water.

International Students

Today was the first meeting at university. a presentation of the Uni, campus tour, international student activities etc... Well, turns out almost all of the international students are here with an exchange program, and a lot of them know each other from their home country. I tried many times to make conversation with other students, but they just kept to themselves and basically would answer my question ("where are you from? what subject are you studying?") and then turn away. HOW RUDE!

arghhhhhhh.

And of course I am THE ONLY canadian at this University.

I can't wait til semester starts, so I can meet german students. maybe they'll be nicer. I mean, what's wrong with me? I don't think I'm some sort of weird person they would want to avoid???

anyways, the stupid guided tour for romanistik students was shit, the student-guide knew less as I did about certain things around campus ( Ok, I am very resourceful, but come on!)

I'll pretty soon need to find a job, and honestly it's scaring me to death, probably having to work with the public... in german.

well. off to Ikea tomorrow to buy curtain holders!

What I am proud of

-waiting for 4 hours to register at the city offices of berlin
-being accepted at the university here without an exchange program: just me by myself
-passing my language test with flying colours
-making the decision to move to Germany
-being strong enough to get what I really want
-standing up for myself in front of my family and friends without damaging the relationships
-knowing I can rely on myself no matter what happens
-knowing I can achieve whatever I want, if i really put my mind to it
-being 23 years old and living in Berlin.

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resident

Well, I am now the proud owner of a 2 page RESIDENCE PERMIT in my passport! wou-hou! I have insurance, have opened a bank account, am registered at the city offices and all that's left is my registration at the Uni, which I will complete tomorrow, as a birthday present to myself.

I just keep looking at the colourful sticker in my passport... now I can start looking for a job...

Here we go again!

BERLIN BABY!!!

We're here!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Finally my own HOME. No more living with the parents!!!! We started packing our stuff into the truck wednesday morning around 9:30 am. The truck we wanted to rent wasn't available, so they upgraded us to a 7.5 ton truck. Man is that something on the german highways! We packed up everything with the help of 5 people within 2 hours, had lunch with my bf's father and left around 12:00-12:15. You see, the last time we went to Berlin it took us about 6 hours, so we calculated 8 hours to be safe, thinking we'll be done over there max around 11:00 pm. Well. We got 3 different areas of severe traffic and many areas were under construction. We pulled up in front of our appartment building around 10:30 pm. Bf and his brother returned the truck here at the branch in Berlin around 3 or 4 am. GAWD. I never ever want to move again. I am going to live here for the rest of my life and be content with our small but comfy appartment.

It is our first appartment together. It still feels so weird seeing both our names on the doorbell and the mailbox. It's like every time I pass by, I look at it and I feel all tingly inside. It's surprising sometimes how life can just give you so much. Next friday, October the seventh, it'll be four years that we are together. I will also turn 23 years old. Starting a relationship with him was definitely the best birthday present I ever had...