*Ouch* now I know how awfully clumsy I am. I managed to trip twice on the way to school and the second time, I whacked my leg against the stairs, so I have a HUUUGE blueblack just under my knee. What was I doing at school? I went to change my student ID for this semester cos there was apparently some mistake..which, might I mention, I didn't notice. I ended up waiting for a good 2 hours before I got my new one. Thank God for the people I know that I met there..I would've died of boredom otherwise. There are all these silly little admin things to do...and honestly, they take up a bloody lot of time. I had to go twice, cos they changed the office hours for matriculated students...

I seem to have forgotten my German...every time I wanted to ask someone something, I couldn't find the words and sounded like a real idiot. I need to get back into the German mode.

Still haven't done any homework. Must clear up clutter in my room. The clutter is preventing me from functioning correctly. I need cleanliness and order before I can work. That said, I've actually started a concept map of what I wanna write. Only problem is..how am I gonna find evidence to support my arguments? I know my ideas are good..but where to find pple who've already written on them? There's honestly no secondary lit on this topic.

Gotta go out in a while. Meeting Marco for dinner. He's moving to Erfurt at the end of this week, so I'll pop over to his place to take a look at it before he moves out. Haha. But oops, I forgot to bring anything over to give him. Oh well.

I'm safely back in Dresden...the plane ride was actually really smooth, except for a little bit of turbulence towards the end of the flight. I didn't really sleep much, but more than I used to. I watched Miss Congeniality, Stepford Wives, some Hong Kong show about the 7-year itch and an episode each of Friends and Will and Grace. The plane wasn't very full. There were 2 empty seats between this girl and me, so we had more comfortable sleep that we usually would've had. I'm getting immune to flying..the 12 hours seemed to go by quite quickly for me. I ate quite a lot on the plane. Maybe that's why I didn't feel like eating when I got off the plane. I was just so tired. Even when I smelled food, I just wanted to sleep. So I did, for most of the time. I had to go to uni straight after I got off the plane though..in order to see one of the uni staff about the filming. I was actually late, cos there was a delay in Frankfurt. And I ended up getting to Dresden late.

So I've spent 2 lazy days at home (as in in the hostel)..3 if you count today. I didn't even cook. I slept through the first day. Didn't do much on the second either. Mostly a bit of packing and some email writing. The rest of the time, I spent talking to my boyfriend. I don't know. I just can't bring myself to mention that word. Maybe cos I haven't even told my family yet. How come I find it so difficult? I don't know. Maybe I should tell them. But how can I tell them when I don't know if it'll last? What if they have too many questions? Sorry...no experience, so I don't really know what to do. Sigh. I suppose at least he's not German, which my grandmother and uncle would be quite unhappy about. They specifically asked me before I left for Germany last year if I would get a German boyfriend. I said no. They seemed really relieved. And this time, my grandmother sorta reiterated the point just before I came back. Well, I'm not all that interested in German guys anyway. Though I mean, these things are not predictable. Sometimes you find people when you're not even looking. And they may not fit your idea of prince or princess charming, but you like them anyway. True, I'm not good at revealing my deepest, truest feelings, but this time, I've said more than I'm actually comfortable with. I have no idea why I feel embarrassed. I'm already 20. What's wrong with having a boyfriend? Maybe my emotional growth got stunted somewhere along the line. Or maybe my uncle's repetition of "you'll have plenty of time to have a boyfriend when you've graduated" has secretly infiltrated my way of thinking. Or maybe I'm not so sure of my feelings. Ah well.

Well, it's gonna be a busy week. Homework, meetings, people to go out with, laundry, grocery shopping etc. Welcome back to reality!