It’s 3:50. I’m at the office, studying for the next exam, already abandoned one of the projects, decided to skip one of the re-exams, avoiding thinking about the other course’s project. Seriously! Why doesn’t this semester finish? I’m really tired. I wanna chill!
Some days ago, my roommate’s girlfriend told me that she woke up to go to the toilet at 4 a.m. and saw me sitting at the kitchen. She assumed I was working until that time and said it was impressive. Well, at that specific night, I wasn’t working. I was just doomscrolling. =)) But I like this picture of myself as well. It’s really beautiful. Isn’t it? It is… but it’s not sustainable. I’ll get crazy if I continue like this.
But no worries… It will finish soon, and after that, I’ll be a free human. *_* I sleep now. Tomorrow (Tuesday), which is basically today, I’ll study more for the Program Analysis exam. On Wednesday, I’ll take the exam. After the exam, I’ll prepare the presentation for its project. On Thursday, I’ll give the presentation, and then the Program Analysis course is done forever. I will not see this course again. Hopefully. Great! Then, I’ll head to Heimbar and chill a bit. On Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, I’ll finish Hands on Networking’s project. After its project, I only have to study a little bit to pass the exam on the next week. After that, I’ll be free in its true meaning.
But you know… It’s not only the university courses that are bothering me. I also have to find a new flatmate as soon as possible. Otherwise, I have to pay an extra ~100€ for the rent. Also, one of my flatmates is going to move out of the flat to move in with her girlfriend. It makes me sad that he’s leaving, and it also makes me nervous because I also have to find a new flatmate to replace him. That’s a hard task. I also have to move to the next room, but haven’t had enough time to do that. This inevitable procrastination is also one of the sources of the stress in these days.
Apart from the situation at home, I haven’t been receiving my salary statements for January and February. But I received it for March. No one knows why, neither me nor CISPA HR. Replacing the postbox’s broken lock is a possible solution to make sure I’ll received further mails. But still, I don’t know how to get the salary statements for those two months. I’ll write a serious mail to CISPA HR. [Pause] Ok… procrastination is the last thing I wanna do in this situation. I just wrote and sent this email in this quick pause.
Ah and yes… I also have to finish the paperwork for this visa extension problem. I got the money. Sparkasse suddenly decided not to open blocked accounts anymore. So, I’m trying Fintiba. It costs money. I have to pay fucking 100€ just to open this account. That bitch at Ausländerbehörde could be satisfied by my salary statement and work contract. That bitch could say that I don’t need to open the blocked account. That bitch could do all of this, and yet decided to fuck me. It’s important how a person deals with such situations, right? A normal person would probably let it go and move on. But I prefer to harbor these grudges and let them drive me. To where? I don’t know. Let’s see. But fuck that bitch.
As I was saying, I like this picture of mine. [Falls into sleep on the couch at the office]