Skip to main content

Behind Blue Eyes

Although I was the whole day at the library reading wired stuff about decision support systems and getting 4 suggestions for master thesis, I am facing the most active week of my semester abroad. Since jogging on friday, climbing at Norra Berget at saturday, (wakling at sunday, ) BodaBorg at monday, jogging at tuesday, streetdance at wednesday, 3 hours salsa at thursday and Rock'N'Roll at friday. Today was the first streetdance lesson and where I faced old sins. Perhaps you know those situation from earlier days: your mother tells you to do more sport, but you don't always thinking about doing it somewhen later or you satisfy your bad conscience with two hours tennis a week, because you are not able to do real gymnastics. But after having started with dancing I need something new I would never have done at home. The streetdance lesson is one of this. I am sure, my body will hurt tomorrow at parts I never felt before. After the warm-up I've been already exhausted. Tendons to short, muscles untrained. Everytime when something did not fit I heard my mothers voice from teenager-years ("Train your dorsum" - "Stretch you strings" - "You sit too much infront of the computer"). Mothers are always right and fortune has memory for this natural law. One day you have to face it. Better you choose the date for this confrontation by your own.
After the warm-up came the streetdance. Of course I was too slow for getting everything in the first, second or third try, but I liked it anyway. Next week I will go again. Hopefully being able for making one more situp and with full control about my limbs even after the warm-up. If you want to join: Wednesdays, Kårhuset, upstairs (salsa room), 18:00 - 19:15, 35 SEK each lesson.
After having arrived home I took a Jive-lesson together with Anna from Philipp and Katharina for being a little bit prepared for Sorana's Rock'N'Roll-birthday-party on friday.
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Back to the places you will be from

The last day in Sweden went pretty well. After the morning I was finished with everything I had to fix. I brought back all my books to the library, picked up my copies of my diploma thesis, picked up the last stuff from my office, said good bye to Aron, changed my address at the Skatteverket, canceled my bank account and was back at Nacksta before 2pm. At 7pm I've been at Norrmalms and helped Marlies and Annemiek baking appelflappen . But I was rather useless than an effective support. Especially at half past 7 when my last Friends episode in Sweden started. The last for me. Since 8 I was sitting in the basement waiting for people. I do not know exactly when, but I think the first arrived at 9. And it was really nice. And I got the nicest present I could imagine. Well, I could not imagine it before! It is a memory game with pictures of all student from last semester. No picture is twice, so the game is about finding two different pictures of the same person. It even has a box title
4 comments
Read more

Holidays

More and more students arrive at Nacksta. Now I know from 5 new students. There are likely more, but we do not know them, yet. Yesterday evening we made a short trip to the Irish Pub in Sundsvall for it was Ulrich last Wednesday in Sundsvall and for it was the first Wednesday for the new students. At the moment I have no daily routine. If am not out in this beautiful weather I try to work on my thesis. Somehow, I only find in the afternoon and in the evening the "flow". But tomorrow I will make a brake, because I go to holidays! Holidays? "What does HE wants with holidays?" you likely think. Well, it is a difference if you just have limited time and a bunch of amazing opportunities or if you just don't have to think about anything. Tomorrow, my train will leave at 12am from Sundsvall. On Sunday evening I will come back. In the meanwhile I will meet my family in Orsa and stay with them for 3 days. The picture is from my brother and his girlfriend yesterday eveni
1 comment
Read more

Masked party and first time in Tornvillan

The last week was passing quickly. During the days I worked on my thesis. In the end it even made some fun. I am only rewriting it at the moment trying to get a link between all chapters and finish ideas that I had in early chapters but never mentioned later again. The evenings became a lot quieter than they have been only two weeks before. I already start thinking about what I pack into my luggage in a week and what I leave here. That is fun. However, imagine to leave this room in two days is sad somehow. During the week Peppo had the great idea for having a mask-party. Because our neighbours have small children we moved the party to the old party flat (former italian flat), since we never had any problems with the neighbours. Until now. Already after 11 the police aksed us to calm down, since the drunken old lady from 18b had complained about the noise. Strange. The party was really cool, but not as loud as the partys before, since nobody was singing. So, we moved already before midn
2 comments
Read more