I just went to the toilet, and heard my neighbour two doors away singing Pete Murray, while accompanying himself on the guitar, and I stopped and listened. I feel like a creep, standing outside his door, but it was awesome.

Tea

I just made tea.

I think tea is disgusting. It is always either too hot or too cold, either too sweet or not sweet enough, either has too much taste or is too watery. It almost makes me gag: that is how disgusting tea is to me.

People find this odd: doesn't everyone like tea? How on earth can you not like tea, it's just tasty water?

I think it's odd too. Therefore, I try to drink tea every once in a while. But I've tried many different flavours and found every single one to be disgusting. So I think there is little hope that I will like it in the near future; or ever.

So then why did I just make tea?

Because sitting with a cup of tea in front of you, for some reason, just feels really really comforting.

I just reread my old blog posts, and I noticed some things:

1. My English, while still not perfect, has definitely improved: which totally makes sense, since I am studying English Language and Culture this year; which, by the way, I love more than I ever could have thought. Love love love. LOVE. Loooooooooooove. Maybe I'll write a separate post about that later, so I can elaborately express my love for ETC <3.
2. In most of my longer posts, I complain about something. I guess it's because sometimes I'm alone, I'm feeling depressed, I need to talk to someone: and when there is nobody around, my blog becomes my victim (most of these 'complaining posts' are dated from the period when I was doing a research internship, and I must admit, that time indeed sucked and was worth complaining about).
3. I like my blog.

Model Jorgelina Airaldi's eyes are craaazily beautiful; odd, but amazing!

I am so happy with my life right now; it is thinking of the future which depresses me.

I am a student, and I totally understand why people say it is the time of your life: I'm learning all about things that I never even knew could be interesting, but that I have grown to love; I have lots of friends, and different types of them, so there is always someone I can talk to; I live on my own in a tiny yet lovely and comfortable room; I have four days of school per week, so I have enough free time; and when I do have to go to university, I still always have loads of fun.

Future: I will have to work full-time, and I cannot think of any job that I would like enough to be able to do it at least 36 hours a week without getting bored. I can only imagine my future life as being more boring than it is now. That sucks.