As it appears obvious I haven’t found the time-notion-ratio to write a new blog entry for the last couple of weeks. This - of course - doesn’t mean, that there was nothing to write about. In fact, as you can perfectly experience watching the photos in the gallery, people have made quite some noise during October. We’ve still been partying a lot, slowly starting to think about university-issues, getting to know each other (the one or the other way) and trying to figure out how to arrange the needs to go out sundays, tuesdays, wednesdays, fridays and saturdays without looking like Johnny Krueger’s evil step-brother the next morning at university.

Thank gods teachers are quite sympathetic when it comes to the apparent fact, that ERASMUS students definitely need special treatment regarding the courses and certainly the grading! Since some of us didn’t manage to go to class one or the other week most of them provided us with just enough additional information to handle the necessary catching-up. Others evidently didn’t even really see the need to consider our slight disadvantage in language-terms and asked the exact same amount and quality of our work as they did from the native-spanish-speaking students. In that case it proved quite funny to screw one homework after another while not being afraid of asking the always occuring most basic questions while our class-mates were thinking about some stiff details, just holding back their aghast faces and hilarious laughter about our exiguous inadequacy in following the lectures.

Nevertheless most of us managed to stay on the courses, prudentially playing their ERASMUS-Bonus-Card in the very right moments. But - as some of you might be shocked by that fact - a year abroad is not all about studying and being at the university! Naturally we also enjoyed the never-ending mediterranean summer at the numerous beaches of Mallorca, meet with friends and their newly added acquaintances and - moreover - occasionally party with the desert-creatures.

People are organizing party after party, making it more and more difficult to choose which one to attend. Luckily there’s always one indicator that facilitates the decision massively; a four-point-grading-system, fortunately introduced by some savvy multi-cultural circle of sages, dictates to use a very distinct validation before reaching a decision regarding that matter: physical appearance of the expected female-party-guests, approximated probability of the chance to get laid with one of the favoured specimen, estimated quantity of alcoholic drinks to be consumed by oneself during the evening, and - usually to be stated as one of the first points in this essential hierarchy of sagacities - music.
Using this exceedingly helpful tool, until this very day we’ve always been able to be at the right place at the even righter time. Therefor no body of you is to be worried about our private-lifes any more.

As far as I can say it today, there are some nice days to come during the following weeks as well, since we are about to play paintball with two thirds of the ERASMUS students next week and swimming- and partying season don’t seem to end any time soon. So stay tuned to learn more about us suffering like this for the following eight months.

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