Viele von euch halten seit einigen Tagen das Zeugnis der Zeugnisse in der Hand und sind einfach nur froh endlich frei zu sein und nie mehr auch nur einen Fuß in dieses hässliche Gebäude zu setzen. Seien wir uns ehrlich wir alle finden unsere Schule nach 8 langen Jahren einfach nur mehr hässlich.
Nun stellt sich für viele die Frage: Was mache ich jetzt?
Gut sobald ihr das Zeugnis in der Hand habt, müsst ihr euch ja schon für ein Studium entschieden haben, aber ich möchte euch gerne meine Story erzählen, wie ich zu meiner Entscheidung kam. Ob sie die Richtige war und warum es so lange gedauert hat um endlich glücklich zu sein. Matura, was nun? weiterlesen
Wahrscheinlich hat der Ein oder Andere meine Story auf Instagram gesehen, in der ich die ganze Geschichte genau erzähle. Für die, die sie nicht gesehen haben, und da die Geschichte ja eigentlich noch viel weiter geht, möchte ich sie euch hier noch einmal erzählen. Storytime: Das war definitiv nicht geplant weiterlesen
I wanna tell you the story about my first week here in Vienna and how my moving process had been working. I just don’t know where to begin, this moving process was the worst thing I’ve ever done.
First of all I planned it pretty precisely and that is nothing you should do, just be spontaneous, otherwise everything, and I mean EVERYTHING will go wrong. But starting at the beginning. My plans were to move on the 13th of September, right after my trip to Tuscany. A friend of mine told me that she has a truck I can borrow and my renter told me that he will bring the key to my apartment. The university told me that all my papers have been accepted and that it will be finished by September 18th. Well so far so good. BUT than everything fell apart.
First of all my friend told me that the truck wasn’t available at this point so I would have to shift the whole moving two weeks, which wasn’t possible because my dad took a day off to help me. I wasn’t angry at my friend but at the situation so I had to rent one, which is pretty expansive. Second the renter told me it’s not possible to give me the keys I will have to pick them up by myself so my boyfriend and I drove into the inner city, which is far away from my apartment and we were stuck in traffic for hours. Also loading my whole apartment into this truck wasn’t easy either because we had to park three streets away and had to carry everything. After finally getting my keys I lost my boyfriend because he couldn’t park anywhere so he was driving around and as we didn’t know Vienna at this time, we weren’t able to come back together. 1 hour later – finally in my apartment – it turned out that the train in the kitchen was clogged, the lights weren’t working, the seams in the shower weren’t clean and something else, which I can’t remember anymore. Well find a plumber on a sunday at night. I was crying so badly I thought my whole idea of leaving my hometown, changing my life completely was the worst decision ever made. The cherry on top was that the university was lying, my papers never reached them so that everything was for nothing. That was the worst week in my entire life, I swear. But after that everything turned around completely, the renter repaired everything, the university found my papers and I had the best first week ever. I met so many nice new people and so many friends came to visit me. I am so glad that I made this decision, I will never regret it. Now I am more happy than I have ever been.
I hope you guys like my stories, so I will tell you more.
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