Mateo just posed this song, which forever will be my personal UWC song.
I cant actually believe that it is over. Everyone is signing yearbooks and talking about “last times”, but I still can’t realize it.
I appearently spent my two last night before graduation night studying ESS.
I also had a long and interesting conversation with some random latinos in the dayroom.
I’ll miss this international enviornment so much
Yesterday I randomly walked into Thea, and we started complaining about the Internet problems at school. This resulted in that we went to Dale to get internet, where we ended up sitting in the cafe for 6 hours chatting about how the world works. Then we got back home, and I watched one episode of Game of thrones with Åge before I went to the audotorium to watch ESC with Thea. We were really enthusiastic, and talked continusly during the show.
Then we went to a field, where there was a party. It started with only 6 people, but I think around 35 people passed by. It was supernice, and a nice way to say goodbye to the people I’ve lived with for so long
So now I am a little bit afraid, after a bad paper 2 and a bad paper 3. It is actually a possibility of me failing this subject, and therefore failing my diploma.
I had looked through many past papers, and I could always answer 3 questions to a certain extent. But when I opened this, all I could think about was “shit, shit, shit.”.
I wrote one essay about opposition movements in Russia between 1881 and 1914. Well, people were unhappy, but any opposition movement, nope….
Then I wrote one essay about why the democratical government in Germany between 1919 and 1924 survived. I don’t even know who was the leader of that government. I know most aspect of Germany from 1930 and until 1950 (except detailed about their economy, except that it was shitty), but almost nothing before that. Well, I know that people did not like it. So why did it survive? I know Hitler did a coup in 1922ish, why did that fail? What useful did they do those days to maintain the democraty over a people who did not actually support a democraty? I dont know.
The third essay was about if Stalin got the power due to weak opposition. I really don’t like Stalin, and was aiming for the interwar period and imperial Russia. So yeah. That was Trotsky, Bukarin, those two others I kalled K. and Z. due to lack of memory about their name. So yeah, Stalin hopefully did some tactically smart things, and got the power. Even tho Lenin’s testament talked against him.
13.5 pages, whereas only 3 were about things I knew. The rest was bullshit.
Worst case scenario: 2
Next year they are going to try to have a gender-mixed room at this place. I really wished that they had done that earlier.
First of all, Haris needs an extra mentioning fro his entries. When he comes into a room, he is so determined, loud and repeating that you can’t fail to miss it.
This time I had managed to fall asleep over my history books for the 5th time today, when he comes storming into my room.
“Stina, you have to sign my russ pants before I take them off in 30 minutes. Last chance!”
“What should I write?”
“Something that is typical me or typical you.”
“Ok, I’ll draw my ostrich…?”
So I start drawing, and finish it up with writing BERGEN 5141 underneath, with a big heart. He looks at it: “Nooo, shit. This happened when I was drunk. This happened when I was drunk. I was drunk.” He continued to say when storming out of my room again.
Ah, Haris. Thank you for having convinced me these two years that Bergen is so much better than Oslo, and for teaching me all about Ås. Thank you for all of those hours we have used on discussing things like Bybanen vs trains in Oslo, Gardemoen vs Flesland, Ruter vs Skyss, Katten vs Katta, Bergensk vs Østlandsk – and things like esthetics of the cities, parties, people, buildings. I now know that Ås is the smartest “Kommune” in Norway. And I will write here for everyone to see: you have agreed that it is a better to “go out” in Bergen than in Oslo, and you have given us credits for Leo Ajkic.
Yesterday I would not have managed to study even a tiny bit if I tried the whole day, so I just put it away and had a supernice last-friday-in-flekke. I was planning to go to the Joker to get some things, and as none of my usual walkers had time to go, I joined the Pride-parade to Flekke. We were a group of 20-30 supercolorful people who walked with music and extremly good mood.
When I came back, I picked up Dona and Helen, and we went to the watertower, where we were giggling for some time while the sun set down.
Then we went back to student village, where we got invited to a bonfire at teacher’s beach. We went there, and I ended up sitting with Åge, Loli and Marijn out of the 26 people who were there. It was such a cosy way to spend the last Friday.