so it all comes out.

i miss the bright summer days when my goal for the day was to make it to all of the 2/3 screenings of the football matches of that day.
i miss the days that i had only 1 assignment to complete and i would be done with it within 2 hours.
i miss the days when i wake up and wondered where we would be going to party later or what we were gonna do.
i miss the days when i wake up and i didn't know whether it was morning, noon or night and having my friends all equally sloshed.
i miss the days when someone would come back from some random somewhere and hear about the awesome trip.
i miss the days when i went to a random somewhere.
i miss the days when 10 euro wanton soup was so delicious and worth every single cent.
i miss the days when someone would knock on my door 11am, 2pm, 4pm or 4am for that matter and it could be javier looking like a queer, rueben going into some random rhetoric, lara telling me to get my butt up, rune borrowing shampoo, faidra or luisa asking me what i was gonna do later that night. or giannis asking for the internet or to translate something. haha. or it could be someone plain roaring drunk.
i miss the scary french guy. (hahaha, yes i almost forgot that.)
i miss juan and his genauigkeit and lara's (nasal) oh my god.
i miss principito's drunken stupor and rants. And having all the germans in the train stare at us most un-mercilessly. And his sleeping. oh gott.
i miss the days when i wake up and hear spanish across the corridoor. or greek. sometimes french, polish, italian. occasionally danish. oh ya, and german too. (how could i forget)
i miss the days when we were all so bored and we literally sat around.
i miss chinese eskimo. haha
i miss the days when spring was slowly creeping into the city and the day smelled heavenly, like freshly washed laundry.
i miss the days we went to mittwoch club. or kaffee burger.
i miss all the conversations we had. all of us different and from different places. it was so refreshing!
i never thought i would make such amazing friends in such a short time.
and having been back all this while, i still think about them every single day.
i miss all the bitches. i really do.

thank goodness i have all this work to keep me occupied. afterall, activity suggest a life full of purpose. or some other crap that sounds like this.