Unable to study Middle English I sit in my blue room and wait for something. The phone rings and my interview is postponed. Which means, that I still have some days to panic, to feel insecure, to fear what may or may not happen.
The scholarship money hasn't arrived yet. So I'm afraid that there is no Bremen for me this February. The workmen outside my window are painting my wall again. I think they have been doing it for over a week now. No matter how much paint they put in there, the cracks in the wall will always show.
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Has sido elegida para un juego un tanto absurdo. Mira mi blog
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