Nur für dich, mein dicker Freund..

Well, so much happened over the past 3 days that i reach home at 1 am every night. Haven't had much opportunity to sit down and regurgitate out my experiences. However, there is only one word for them, incredible. As i am writing, it is almost 2 am in the morning, but i don't want to delay any longer in writing this, as i am afraid that these awesome experiences will just disappear in my head. Unfortunately i have not had my camera with me all the time, so this post is mainly for my own record.

So, the past few days have mainly revolved around sending my Italian (Croatia) friend Gorgio off. He is flying back to Croatia or Italy on Saturday for good. Must say he is one of the few awesome friends i made here. My classmate for 2 months, he has touch the lives of everyone in the school, even the sales girl from the Bakery below our school. Always zest for life, you will see him explaining, talking, hugging, laughing, interacting with every person he meets. When he leaves, the atmosphere of the entire school will change and my class will surely never be the same again. Well, he had been full of energy all the way till his last day in class, when even our teacher noticed his quietness. Sad to leave, but who wouldn't? Anyway, a little about him. Well, his life mainly revolves around Mädchen, german word for girls. He had learnt 4 other langugages, all for the sake of wooing girls. Truly talented and charismatic and crazy guy i must say. But seriously, i have not met anyone as crazy as him, not even close. In fact, he is someone who can simply pick up the coasters in a restaurant, and convince the entire table to start playing "Heart Attack" with him, after going all over the restaurant to find the right set of coasters. Over the past 2 months, i have done a few things which i would have never done in the past 20 years of my life (not smoking dun worry). Well, he had forced me to tell the waitress that her eyes were beautiful, forced me to sing an italian Song loudly with him down the street, forced me to go to a pub to dance. Those who know me well enough, know that i am not someone who does things like that. But he managed to convince me to. Looking back the times we had, kebabing, museuming, going to class late together every morning, Mädchen meeting, drinking, partying, and walking down the street late and a little high. He will sorely be missed, not just by me, but everyone whose path he has come across. Vielen Dank mein dicker Freund.