Lately I've been very busy because of my German course and what's fun is that I'm not even gonna pass the final test because I know NOTHING.
And I'm so worried about all the stuff I need to do and I never got enough time or any idea about how to do them.
Everything is so weird and confusing and I've been here for less than two weeks and I already don't know how will I be able to get back to reality (= homeland). I realised today that here in Hamburg I tend to lose myself a lot. And by that I don't mean "acting differently" (even if it occurs too) but it's like the idea I had of me is different than the one I had back home. Or maybe I just don't have any idea of me. Maybe because I'm too busy, maybe because everything is totally new for me. Sometimes I just stop and realize I've lost who I thought I was/I think I am for the whole day. I don't know how to feel about it, I'm surely not sad.
By the way here's a pick of Hoheluftbrücke which I thought was too pretty not to be shared. And as melodramatic as I feel now.
Random pics for random stories : 📍 Yesterday I taught a girl from Taiwan how to say "fuck" in Italian and she kept on yelling "CAZZO"
📍It's cold and it constantly rains what the fuck Hamburg 📍I met a nice Spanish girl who promised to dye my hair red 📍Germans have a mattresscase and I don't know how to use it so I just won't 📍I went to an italian bar and everyone who worked there was Italian so I felt home for a second + they were very kind to me aaaaAAAhh Espresso I missed you 📍 I ate these nodeln or whatever their name is and they had coconut sauce and I felt as in heaven