Spontaneously, I decided to visit my boyfriend (400km away from me) last weekend. To overcome the apathy here in this city.
It was a disaster.
On this Saturday morning I found myself crying in front of the door of my big sister's room. To get her help.
I've never had such a weird ...incident. He wasn't himself. Yet he wasn't a completely different person.
My sister just called me and asked me how I am. You don't know our relationship. We hardly know each other. We're kind of alike but grew up completely in coexistence. Our rooms side by side. It's nice that she called.

Well my boyfriend, he's himself again. My sister came too late. The struggle was gone and he was quite surprised to see us all gathering around his bed him at 7:30 in the morning. Asking him questions to find out what his mental state was like.

He's okay I guess. Probably some sort of sleepwalking.

-In other news, I still haven't finished 's picture. Almost.

-One month left till my exam.
After that no more counting leucocytes, erythroctes or thrombocytes with a microscope. I always wondered why I ended up here in the first place. Interesting...One day I could make a living from the fact that other people suffer from various diseases.

- I almost did another spontanous thing. I wanted to see The world/inferno friendship society in Hamburg, just found out about it two hours ago. It's tonight. I checked the trains, where the location is in Hamburg, the tubes. Everything. I could've made it. But. I guess it's already sold out. And I'd hate to be in that city with no tickets and no clue. I've never really been there. Never used public transport there. In times like these I wish for friends who are in for these things. Instead I walked to my nearby videostore and- finally- got Silent Hill.