Admittedly, the picture below is about three weeks old, but it pretty much visualizes my life since then up until now. After I arrived home I had about one week to empty out my room – dismantle furniture, throw out memorabilia and pack up the rest – before the new house owners took over the floor to start reconstruction. Then I moved to my grandpa's old living room and helped my parents do the same thing to the rest of the house for two weeks while trying to get my life in Germany back on track.

Last Sunday we were finally done with everything. On Monday the moving company picked up the furniture and the keys were handed over – in other words, bye bye old home *little sniff*. And since Tuesday I'm back in Darmstadt, my oh-so-beautiful study town :P

It took me two days to straighten up the apartment. I almost forgot to re-enroll to university (one more week and they would've kicked me out). I'm behind on pretty much everything, first and foremost my diploma preparations. I'm broke, confused and aimless. In general it seems I'm having slight troubles adjusting to my home country.

Either I get my act together reeeal quick and come to terms with fact that this is gonna be 'it' for the next half year or it'll be one long semester...

There are few things in nature that I love more than that special light during a late afternoon summer rain. It doesn't happen too often around here, if you're lucky maybe two, three times a year. But when it does, when the sun / cloud constellation is just right, you get this beautiful warm yellowish hue everywhere. And then these warm heavy water drops that'll get you soaked within seconds – perfect moment.

One and half weeks ago good friends Saskia, Dani and Tim held their annual birthday party at Saskia's parents garage. This tradition goes back at least five or six years, each time with a different theme. This year it was 'KIK'. The aim was to buy a complete outfit at – admittedly pretty trashy – german clothing discounter KIK for the least amount of money. At the end of the night the three winners were presented with their grand prizes: three variations of utterly useless flytraps.

Anyways, I really like these parties. For one because it's one of the few times of the year where almost my entire old high school clique comes together. And also because it's so reminiscent of the old days, when during summers there was a garage party almost every weekend – with cheap booze, bad music and the occasional teeny drama. We still got the booze and music but the drama's been replaced with drunken (pseudo)philosophical discussions :D

This little piece is almost a year old but I never got around to posting it. It's a birthday card for my Dad's 50th. Still kinda like it, so why not share :)