One Week Left!

If there's one thing I'm grateful for, it's that I'm taking accelerated classes in uni. Ten weeks is a quick wham-bam sort of deal, but it works for me. Sixteen-week classes? Half-way through, you're ready to give up. Thirteen-week classes like my sister has? Not as bad, but still cringe-worthy. The nice thing about having things over in ten weeks is that as soon as you start hating life, you've got a week or two left, tops. 

I mean, just think. All I have left for next week is to finish a term paper (which is crushing my soul), and write my four final exams. All in all, that doesn't seem too bad for a finals week. And then? It's back to the grind, beginning another semester of classes without a break. Lucky for me, this semester, I'll be doing a lot of travelling. Hopefully that will ease the soul-crushing experience that is the uni experience. 

Munich, Finland, England, and maybe a trip to my favourite spa-stop Baden-Baden for good measure? It looks like summer semester will shape-up to be pretty decent (minus the whole studying part).

And, just as a little extra annoyance, I hate random callers. Someone called today and H. picked up the phone, but nobody was on the other end. We traced the call back to Göppingen, but the number is otherwise unlisted. We don't know anyone in Göppingen. The whole 07161 Vorwahl is unknown to us. Weirdos...