The love we make
The tears we cry
Sometimes they're just not real.
This account is basically... yup, dead.
I'm back in Spain, in a "oh, why do all good things come to an end!" mood, nostalgic much?
Oh please, help me get rid of those "arghdgfj please i want to go back!!!1" feelings,
tv series (urgent!!!!!!1), movies, books, (manga, anime, this guy who is very hot and you still don't know about him). Looks like I've been living in a bunker, and it was just Germany.
Arghsfghyfg, I was going to write a super cool post about what I learnt after 3 months living in Germany, but then I was 2 days in Frankfurt waiting for my plane to leave and decided 2 things: a) I hate snow, and b) that entry can wait, because sincerely, after 2 days in an airport, I deserve a couple of days with the brain off. I may switch it on soon, but don't promise anything.
Hallo, hallo, estoy en España!
And now you're probably wondering why the hell haven't I answered the last post's comments then. The shitty internet falls down every 2 minutes (arghfhbdhj), but OMG INTERNET! So: thanks for commenting, I still remember youuu! And the spammers (you know who you are), I hate you ¬¬ (but not really!)
Also, I was in my neighbour's hometown, with his grandma, good experience, now I can say I know how real Germany is. And I can only say: germans are strange people! (and they are totally drunk at 1 am, sad but true). Funny things.
Ach so, and film class! It's great, we discuss during the whole day about all kind of things, watch shorts, go to the cinema, and each one is are going to do a short. I wanna marry that class and have blond german children.
I feel so selfish, not commenting in any journal, only talking about myself. I'll check everything soon, promise! But now I have to do my Halloween costum, I wanna win the contest! I think I'll do a "The page cannot be found" costum. It's creepy.