Timothee asked if we were doing anything together Friday night. I didn't think he actually cared. But it was sweet of him to ask. Maybe I could invite him along to the night out I planned with all the erasmus friends I made. Though he's only 16 and I doubt his mother will let him. But nice, really. Didn't expect it at all, since he always prefered Silvia's company over mine. (I just don't have the patience to keep up with him when he's loud and rude most of the time and sweet only 5% of the time...)
So the internship is in a traveling agency in the village of Limbach-Oberfrohna, biking distance away from Antje and Stefan, my "host family". It's not 100% sure yet, sorta 90%-ish, but they were apparently thrilled that I knew so many languages and were more than willing to have me, to help out with the international correspondence and the random customers they get that don't speak a word of German and can't seem to get their point across properly. So yay! I can do that! *keeps fingers crossed*
This does mean that this month's Bunkerleute hás to be the "slutty schoolgirl" edition. Cause I won't be there for the others, and I already have this awesome idea for an outfit. Soooo,
industrellect, when can we meet up and make it together? *puppy eyes* That way we get to spend some time together and have something fun to occupy our hands while we chat about everything we missed. I have a picture of what I would like it to at least resemble, and the fabric is cheap in Hasselt, so I could buy it there. And mum could help with the patterns. Pretty please?
Anyway, that was me for today. Went to school to arrange things for the German exam, but was told to come back tomorrow morning. Blah.
PS: I'm obsessed with Diary of Dreams' album Alive (especially Traumtänzer) and Moonspell's Memorial (especially Luna).