De tijd vergaat zo snel

Again Wednesday. Again thesis, again salsa. Tomorrow again Thursday, again salsa. Afterwards again Friday, again weekend. And all the time those moments "Damn, is it already one week ago?" Everything feels like yesterday. And if it does not feel like yesterday, it feels like eternity.

But in all the routine are always specialties. Saturday to Sunday was Christians birthday party. The longest party so far and I even made it until the end (6am). Yesterday I was eating at the pizzeria since a long long time (I guess, last time was with Phil and Ulrich when they had their last day at university beginning of June). On Friday Ella and I will try to have lunch. Surprisingly, by now there are no plans for the weekend. Well, next weeks are exams' weeks.

Last week I set up a schedule for my thesis. And it is already not valid anymore. Yesterday I was only busy with my lesson and language learning (I am looking forward to the next Non-English post on this blog). Another restraint for my schedule: Successive step-by-step working at the thesis is not possible. It is more efficient to work on several steps in parallel which leads to uncertainty if my schedule is still in time, because I am late in my current work, but I already did some things of work that was planned for end of November. But it goes quite well. I deleted 4 pages today from my thesis but wrote 4 new pages. Does not look so bad.

Today I got my schedule for the new term. A lot more work than last term. I have to recalculate and hope that it is more than fixed in my contract, so I can hope for a higher salary. And I have to shift lessons because of the trip to Kiruna and Germany in December. Tonight I will prepare the exam for my lesson next week. I had to remember my mathematics-teacher from highschool... "I can only correct your exams with a bottle of good red wine" - and we all hoped to be corrected at the end of the bottle. But the idea has something tempting. Some nips while preparing an exam could support creativity. So for tonight, the only question that remains is: should it be good red wine or a cold whiskey.

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De tijd vergaat zo snel.
Ist das dänisch?

6:25 PM

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