I'll leave Hamburg soon. Hell, I'll leave Germany soon.

I can't believe how fast things are going lately.

When I turned on the webcam today, it almost looked as if my hair turned grey...


... and it didn't surprise me one bit.

Hey, is it "grey" or "gray"? I know one is British English and one American, but not which is which.

That's how my apartment looked this morning:


This is how it looks now:


Ah, I shouldn't be posting, I'm exhausted.

Anyway, I had my medical on monday and everything went well. I'm 125 Euro poorer now, I look like a fuckin junkie from all the needles that were stung in my arm and the doctor checked out my boobies a little too long, but apart from that all went well and I'm healthy like carrot juice.



Yay, healthy!

And yes, my bangs need to be cut. But I want them to grow just a little more because I'm tired of the old style and I'm thinking of getting it cut something like this:


Nena

Nena

What is it with women getting their hair cut when they face changes in their lives? And what can I do to age only half as well as Nena did? She looks so much better than in the 80s!

I hope the answer is in this old fortune cookie I found when I cleaning my room. "Opportunity is knocking at your front door.". Nah. But hey, I like this fortune.

Ah, I better stop now, I'm not making much sense today.