Please...

I dont want to come back, please. Less than two weeks, makes me depressed.

U-BahnHof...
Take us home...
To the place...
We belong...
Tigergasse...
Albergasse...
Take us home...
U-BahnHof...

Don't force me to come back. I can live under a bridge, whatever. I don't want to be tied anymore.

Today, was monday party. 4 longdrings = 2,9 €, vodka + redbull. Spanish, Serbians, Croatians, Bosnians, Frenchs... This is great. Any bad face, any rude word. We're all in the same team, we're all foreigns.

I need to stop the time, I'm already missing this expensive place. I can't imagine a week without having lunch with Dunja, acting with Ivan, trying to understand the japaneses, having the help of the spanish people...

I need to come back and I haven't left yet. Dunja said that we haven't used the day properly. I think this has been the most important day.

And yes, I'm still a bit tipsy. And now, I have to study German. I have a test tomorrow =) Redbull will help me.

Auf Wiedersehen!!