Monday. First day back in the holy buildings of university we are welcomed by an English test that made my hand hurt within less than 60 minutes. I should go back taking notes on paper instead typing everything down on my laptop or smartphone. The test turned out to have English lessons now on Monday from 8AM to 11AM. Thank you. To enlighten the day we went to a sneak preview at night that showed "Celeste & Jesse forever" - easy romance comedy and drama that I classify as a decent movie.
Tuesday. First classes that I only survived with a glass of red wine with my flatmates in the afternoon. Topics and projects are fine. Most of the work will be team work this semester, so I only cross fingers that teams turn out to be helpful and productive.
Wednesday. Even more project announcements. And a great night out watching football and seeing all my beloved friends. Football turned out to be uninteresting compared to all the stories we had to tell each other: Relationships, internships - Goaaaal! - friends, parties, cities... you know how the night went by.
Thursday. Welcome Back Party that I stupid girl had to organise as my former company sponsored it. Finding a way of transport was the hardest before and after the party but we managed it well in the end. At the party itself I distributed glasses for 3 hours before I could finally start enjoying myself. And I only stopped at 4AM. We all had very much fun.
Friday. Some hot chocolate with a friend, some afternoon nap because sleep was just too short the night before and then a "Lord of the Rings" night. We only finished the first movie and watched the second by the half. It calls for a follow-up. And not only because we had Haribo, crisps and cheese fondue.
Saturday. I slept until noon before watching Gossip Girl season 6. Then I went up to do some useful stuff but I couldn't force myself to go out as it snowed and snowed and didn't stop for an instance. Though, at night I ended up having dinner with my colleagues who will join me to continue the studies in France. We were in a French bistro and a Mexican bar, with wine, good food and even more lovely friends.
Sunday. I only got out of my bed to write to you. About today I can only tell you that I had lovely dreams and that I wish you all the best for the upcoming week.
This week was full of events and I enjoyed every single part of it. How good it is to be back.
*And excuse me that I didn't shot a single photo. This will be changed, promised!