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It took me only 5 weeks. I already spent the week at my brother's place in Aachen. But since today, I have my own room in a new appartment. I moved into a flat with two girls as flatmates. They are not at home over the weekend, so I will see how flat-life looks like on Monday. My room is bigger and nicer than my room in Sundsvall. But especially the last days I miss my tiny little room. Somehow everything seemed easier just a few weeks ago. But maybe it is just the usual melancholism ex-erasmus people have from time to time.
My room has yellow walls with two big windows. But it is empty. Only a big cupboard. My bed will arrive tomorrow and since my matrace became wet on the way to the house, I will maybe sleep on the floor tonight, but I do not think so. It dries fast and I can stay awake for some more time. So, tomorrow I will get my bed and a shelf. That will have to be all my furnitures for at least the next 4 weeks.
Today I found out that I can participate at university's sports as Swedish student, too. So I do not have to pay extra. On Tuesday I will start working at Atos. And I am looking forward.
Last week was the strangest weather. Sunny moments and snowstorms changed frequently and several times a day. Once I went cycling, but after 15 minutes I had to quit, because the sun was gone and due to heavy ice-snow I could not see anything anymore. But since a few days it is only raining.

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