today I had some kind of an argument with Anna, about the disclosure of our address in Amsterdam. It was mainly about me not trying to undisclose personal details on the internet, like when sending mails to ebay-people that contain a link to your website where pictures of family and cat are to be found and also the postal address and phone number and so on…

According to her one has to protect oneself e.g. from the occasional psycho that might be disagreeing with me on my last email and decide to stalk on me (or poison the cat)

According to me, one has to undisclose as much information as possible to the world in order to show that there is nothing to hide. That gives no vulnerability.

I spent a lot of time thinking what it is that makes us require privacy in our lives and why we demand privacy… Is it really neccessary to be anonymously hidden in a big city?
Is my world really too idealistic to be true? Can’t we all just live together without suspecting the weirdest things when looking at each other? Well, always set the case that you get a chance at all to look at the other person, usually there are just too many to look at individuals, or they threathen you if you make eye contact by looking at them.

I guess I am just spoiled from the people from my village, where everyone knows everyone.. yeah, that sounds awful but it’s a good feeling that you can leave your door or window open at night and if you forget the keys inside your car once (or the mobile) it will NOT be stolen 1 hour later..

well, 20 points minus on my “perfect world” scale.. reality sucks :P

I never thought this would be possible but I managed:
In a 12 square-meter room I managed to lose something and not find it back.
Now, nothing special, happens all the time. And if it was a screw or some small item I would definitely agree but what I’m missing is: My pants. Crazy!
I am writing a test at 2 p.m., I don’t want to write it without them :)

Update: found them 2 hours later, now I can leave the house.

When I was at the supermarket today, the woman at the counter handed me flowers. I really didn’t know what she was doing so I gave her a really stupid look and asked “what’s that for?”
She looked at me and said “it’s for valentine’s day” and smiled.
I had completely forgot about valentine’s! – And I’m not used to getting flowers so I stuttered something like “shoudn’t I give you flowers actually? I mean, I never get flowers..”
Judging by the volume of the conversation that erupted afterwards among the other women around the counter, I guess that I must have blushed a lot. ^^

Anna, I love you very much and I hope I don’t have to bring you flowers to make you feel that.
(although, it feels niiiiiiiiiice to receive flowers, I have to admit) :P

Sunday morning, university dormitory of your choice.

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I don’t intend to make this place a dump for silly movies but I laughed so much – probably because I can identify myself so well :)
Well, at least with the kitchen :D

Since yesterday I also have an address in Aachen. :)

I am living in the Kullen Wohnheim now, one of the many flats/dorms for students in the city. for 130 Euro per month they provide me with a small room, heating, water, electricity and broadband internet.
There is even included someone that cleans the toilets and the public rooms. Oh, the luxury ;)

I still have not seen all of my flatmates but I guess I will have plenty of time to get to know them later.
For the moment I am just tired and happy not to move any boxes anymore. My voice has returned aswell.

Now it’s time to catch up with all the stuff that I neglected during the last weeks at school and get at least some of my exams done. But not now.. now I want to sleep again :P

It’s done!!!

Our new home is in Amsterdam! :D

I am exhausted, tired, all my muscles hurt, I am having a cold and barely can speak, the house is a mess but I am happy.. incredibly happy that we got this appartement. :)

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