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Yesterday evening we had good-bye. Again. This time it is Ulli's good-bye dinner. Again. Sometimes student life is sad.
The dinner was very good. At half past 4am I changed the appartment for going to bed, because I still wanted to go to the AI lab. The swedish test I had already skipped in my mind. On 7am the doorbell ringed and woke me up. It was Markus from downstairs waking up Mathieu asking for cigarrettes, because nobody at the dinner had anymore. Sometimes, student life is great.
I decided to skip the AI-lab aswell. I can do the same work after the decision analysis seminar. The lab is just a time were you can do it, but my presence is not compulsory. Instead I staid at home working on my paper. After almost two pages, I have almost everything said what I wanted to say. It is not ordered and has a few pictures. I think, after structuring it, I will have 3 pages. But I need 10. So, my poor friends from the course will have to read wisdom gathered from the book. The important thing will be the first three pages. The rest will be for meeting requirements. Sometimes, student life is not fair.
It is snowing a lot and yesterday we had a new record according the temperature: -23°C in the morning. This could be a good opportunity for skiing down Södaberget this weekend, but because of the AI-lab and the missing 7 pages I doubt it. But there will be a salsa-party in town on saturday. Because it is a special event I believe, that many of the exchangers will be there. Last semester it would not have been just an assumption. It would have been certain to meet at least 30 exchangers at such an event. But the students of this semester did not have such an opportunity before. I hope, they will take it. Sometimes, student life is unpredictable.

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