Copy-pasted from my own blog where I wrote most of the stuff… link bellow:
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There’s a reason why you haven’t seen a new post in over a month. More of them, actually. The main one – or so I decided – is that my computer was on repair. Halfway through writing one it simply decided to quit cooperating. Froze up and declined to turn on for the rest of the week. Once I returned to Slovenia for the holidays I cleaned its internals off the dust and it worked. However, since the hinge broke, I had to have it repaired anyway. I only got it back after the whole month.
The second reason is that there was a shitload of work to do. Shit. Fucking. Load. And there still is. The semester is coming to an end, meaning I had to make a sprint through the project in order to finish them on time. Although I’m not entirely sure, I think I passed all the classes but one. The Practical Projects is the class that I failed to finish first exercise on time (not just in time but entirely), meaning I will have to re-do it. The due is in a week and a half, but I will take it much much easier, hoping it will be good enough to pass.
Frankly I don’t feel like summing up the entire month now. I also hardly believe anyone wants to know what was going on. And the ones who do, already know it. I can probably say that I’m getting more and more used to The Netherlands. Most people who moved here did tell me, that the first 4 months were the hardest and I guess I can confirm that. After my holiday visit in Slovenia, where I met my friends and family after that long time, the return wasn’t much of a big deal. Partially it might be due to the fact, that I knew there’s only about a month and a half left (now, probably just about 2 weeks); but on the other hand I also feel that I’m getting more used to the way people work uphere and I understand them better, but maybe also the people I meet on daily basis are more used to me. I guess in a year or so I could somewhat integrate into the way things work here in The Netherlands. But I don’t plan to, nor I want to.
Now if I think about the return. I somewhat started to think, how it will feel. How will people, who were used to seeing me on a daily or weekly basis feel about my return. It is most certain that things won’t be the same. Things tend to change from one week to another, much more in 5 or 6 months. People I didn’t interact much with before, probably won’t notice the difference that much. If I take my one week visit as a reference, not much seems to be changed… not them. But I can’t help to wonder, how did I change.
They say, that stuff like that changes you. People who returned from the exchange all told me, that it changes you. It’s a good thing to do, they told me. Now I don’t think I can say it was bad. It’s a remarkable experience, I think, that gets you ready for real life – or at least it helps. On the other hand, as we all know, that real life is also hard, and cold. I have heard people say, that it makes you grow up. My father says “the same way as we went to serve the army, now our kids go for the exchange..”, but what is the thing to point out here is, that people used to say that army changed boys into the men. So I guess that’s the catch here – you grow up. I’m not sure, whether I did, but if anything so far in my life, then this must be it. Which makes me sort of sad. I don’t want to become that grumpy, perpetually sad and complaining adult I keep on meeting all the time all around me.
Now that I mentioned that, Back to happy things: I finished most of the projects. After my exchange they will probably end up around the internet for you to see. Some cool things we made with my classmates, and I can’t wait to show them to you. However, now there are other things to be done, so stay tuned. And I will go back to work, to reanimate my one minute project.
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