I'm bored as hell. The whole nature funpark prettiness that is Radolfzell has worn off after the two weeks I've spent here. I'm really craving some taxis flying by, dirty buses, people yelling, loud music, bottles crashing, more yelling, missing the bus, catching the train, the homeless guy at blockbuster with the hand puppet, and dancing until 5 am. Did I mention loud music? I feel like I've gotten my relaxation time in and am now ready to re-enter civilation. I can't though...because I'm here... in Radolfzell...in the middle of the fucking countryside. I can go out on the weekends, which I'll be doing soon - what a tease though.
Of course there is studying and homework which takes up a whole hour of my day. That is not much compared to class from 9:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m., then one hour studying...then taking all my will to not start drinking at 3:00 p.m. in the hopes that it will take up the rest of my day, so can I wake up and do it all over again. At least when there is a hangover, you have something to distract you.
The highlight of my day has been riding my bike to McDonalds to use the internet, then debating on whether or not to drink, look at the clock - it's usually around 9:30 or 10:00 so I decide to go home and sleep.
This is my day.
Of course there is studying and homework which takes up a whole hour of my day. That is not much compared to class from 9:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m., then one hour studying...then taking all my will to not start drinking at 3:00 p.m. in the hopes that it will take up the rest of my day, so can I wake up and do it all over again. At least when there is a hangover, you have something to distract you.
The highlight of my day has been riding my bike to McDonalds to use the internet, then debating on whether or not to drink, look at the clock - it's usually around 9:30 or 10:00 so I decide to go home and sleep.
This is my day.
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