front of the paper (electronic ... sigh) white escape ... the words that follow one another in my head ...
In recent weeks I have experienced the full spectrum of human emotions ... The budget
My first long month in Brussels positive. But that effort.
Today I said goodbye to HCB (Center Happy Boy) and his brother, they go to Jordan. So my friends if they leave. We decided not to say goodbye but au revoir their mazmazel was a lie: we know that we shall not see anymore ... you just have to rummage through the corners of memory for laugh a bit 'of our crap (like this: We have closed in the subway because we are not after the last train leaving the station ... and we had to call Monsieur Metro o'clock in the morning to get us to leave ...).
This month there was no lack of Cecilia: Wednesday I received my first important job in the middle, that is suitable for 2 interns to h11 and show them the center and the different services ... well: Cecilia anxious occurred on the track 7 of the Gare du Nord to h9.30 (the train is at 10:52) ... wait ... wait ... here comes the train: I climb, while changes in the electronic scoreboard and part an announcement: the train does not go in Rixensart! Um ... but those who understand voice announcements? They close the doors ... the train leaves ... and I read carelessly the direction Leuven ... in my head frozen light a bulb (too late) ... Leuven ????? It is not my direction #%&!§ off at the first station: Schaarbeek (read: the Bronx). The station is deserted, the voice announcement fault, no electronic scoreboard, schedules scribbled ... at that moment I wanted to cry. But finally I've gotten (and, of course, I arrived late to the official put my first assignment). Meanwhile, the emergency continues
cold ptag rue 58 ... as I write in the kitchen I turned on 3 burners to heat the room.
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