On Monday I was pretty stressed out because of my first French test the following day. The problem was that I still had not received my course book and the week before I could not even conjugate s'appeler. So I tried to find as much information as possible in the internet and skyped with mum and Tina to study some. That night I told God that I'd rather avoid taking the test. Then, on Tuesday morning I went to the Strand, but could not really approach the building since the sidewalk was jammed with students. So I had to fight my way to the entrance, but it was closed. A sign said: Due to a power outage Strand campus is closed for today! I did not have to take the test:)
Last night I could hardly believe my eyes: it was snowing in London! What was sleet at the beginning turned into beautiful and immense snowflakes. What an awesome winter-feeling! After our lifegroup in a hotel lounge, Karim and I went to a pub to have a pint and whisky.
Now I am about to go to Hammersmith to watch Tottenham vs. Arsenal in the Old City Arms with David.
About a week ago I booked my flight home for Christmas. I will not only see beloved Münster again on 16 December, but also a great artist: William Fitzsimmons is going to jam in Gleis 22 - one of the greatest Indi-Folk singer songwriters of our times! I discovered him at the beginning of last year and found his music so great that I just had to write him on myspcace. I invited him to Münster and now he is coming! I am so looking forward to it! I will try to meet some friends then. I also have to go to Berlin to check out the Baptist archive for my dissertation and to see little Mia for the first time before going home to my parents' for Christmas.
p.s.: yesterday we prayed for my radiator because after two weeks and several complaints it still has not been working. I already though it's because of Joe "the plumber" Wurzelbacher being busy in helping the GOP beat Obama. Anyway, I got home last night and it worked for the first time:)
Mittwoch, 29. Oktober 2008
Sonntag, 26. Oktober 2008
SDW, Sonntag und der fiese Leiter des Berliner ZfL
Ab Freitag war ich auf dem ersten Studienförderwerk Seminar (bin ja sonst beim Stuidenkolleg für zukünftige Lehrer) der SDW ,in London. Mein Befürchtung, nur fiesen BWLern mit rosa Hemden, hochgesteckten Kragen und Segelschuhen zu begegnen, bestätigte sich nur zum Teil;)
Ein Doktorand aus Cambridge schlief bei mir. Es ging primär ums gemeinsame Kennenlernen,
die Stadt erkunden und Aktivitäten planen. Im nächsten Jahr stehen u. a. ein Kultur-Trip nach Edinburgh, Segeln, Stadterkundungen von Cambridge (mit PhD-Seminar) und Oxford (mit Inklings-Exkursion) auf der Agenda. Es gab auch einen Vortrag von unserem Vertrauensdozenten der LSE über credit crunch und bailout. Das Wirtschaftsvokabular habe ich schon mal verstanden. Der Inhalt war für mich wie weitere Puzzleteile, um das grande énigme Wirtschaft besser zu verstehen. Abends gingen wir dann Essen und ein paar Bier trinken.
Heute gehe ich wieder zur Christ Church. Dort gibt es viele junge Leute in meinem Alter – so 400, 500. Ich habe da auch einen Jungen aus Barcelona getroffen, dessen Eltern bei JmeM in Spanien sind. Ich war 2005 als ich mit Tom und Stocki in Lloret war schon mal bei ihm in der
kleinen Gemeinde in einer ehemaligen Disco. Wahrscheinlich gehe ich ab nächste Woche auch in seinen Hauskreis. Die Gemeinde ist eher pfingstlerisch. Letzten Sonntag sang da jd. in Zungen. Es gab aber auch ne Übersetzung;) Da ich ja einmal die Woche auch zu den Rogglis in die Bibel- oder Gebetsstunde des Brüdervereins gehe, habe ich so wohl das ganze Spektrum abgedeckt;)
Mittwoch geht's wahrscheinlich wieder zum Fußball. Wigan fordert Fulham.
Ach ja, ich habe mich respektvoll mit dem Leiters des Zentrums für Lehrerbildung in Berlin angelegt. Das ist ein Spaß. Ich schwanke nämlich zwischen Berlin und Oldenburg. Aber in Berlin kann ich angeblich keinen Master of Education machen, da ich nicht die erforderlichen 30 LP EW im BA gemacht habe (bei 10 LP Toleranz). Da ich nur 10 gemacht habe, fehlen mir 10. An denen kann es ja nicht scheitern, so schrieb ich Dr. Hreusen, denn, ich habe allein in Münster (geschweige denn jetzt am KCL) schon mehr Fachwissenschaft betrieben als Berliner Bachelor. Da Fachwissenschaft in Berlin auch Teil des MA Ed ist, müsste ich so wesentlich weniger Fachwissenschaft im MA Ed studieren als die Berliner und hätte Kapazitäten frei, um EW nachzuhohlen.
Dazu Dr. Hreusen:
"...eine Kompensation Fachwissenschaft - Erzwiss ist leider auch nicht möglich.
Sie müssten sich also auf den Bachelor neu bewerben.“
Das fand ich ziemlich dreist und ein wenig stupide. Offensichtlich hatte er mich auch missverstanden, denn es geht mir ja gar nicht darum Fachwissenschaft mit EW zu
kompensieren , sondern Fachwissenschaft mit Fachwissenschaft.
Daher meine Antwort:
"Sehr geehrter Dr. Heursen,
entschuldigen Sie bitte meine verspätete Antwort. Bei allem Respekt, ich habe für Ihre Darlegung überhaupt kein Verständnis. Es kann doch nicht sein, dass ich wegen 10 fehlender Leistungspunkte in EW, den Master of Education in Berlin nicht antreten kann. Gerade auch deswegen, weil ich schon mehr fachwissenschaftliche Module in Münster und in London studiert habe, die Berliner Bachelorstudenten dann im Master of Education studieren. Daher geht es mir gar nicht um eine Kompensation Fachwissenschaft-Erziehungswissenschaft. Vielmehr müsste ich mit aller Wahrscheinlichkeit ob besagten Grundes weniger Fachwissenschaft im Berliner Master of Education studieren als die Studenten, die in Berlin ihren BA gemacht haben. Damit hätte ich dann Kapazitäten frei die 10 respektive 20 Lp EW
nachzuhohlen.
Es kann doch nicht sein, dass ich ohne weiteres mit meinem Münsteraner Bachelor an eine x-beliebige, hervorragende Uni im Ausland wechseln kann, aber innerhalb von Deutschland kein Wechsel möglich ist. Bitte nehmen Sie es mir nicht übel, aber das kann, will und werde ich nicht akzeptieren.
Bitten ziehen Sie dies noch ein Mal in Betracht.
Mit freundlichen Grüßen,
Andreas Bruns"
Daraufhin seine Antwort:
"Sie haben Recht, was Ihre Klage über die Nicht - Nachholbarkeit von Studienleistungen aus dem BA während der Masterphase betrifft. Indessen ist es im Lehrermaster so geregelt: Voraussetzung für eine erfolgreiche Bewerbung ist die volle Leistungspunktzahl des Bachelors in jedem der drei Bereiche; also auch in den Erziehungswissenschaften. Das ist die beratende Auskunft, die ich Ihnen geben kann. Es bleibt Ihnen natürlich freigestellt, sich trotzdem zu bewerben.
Mit freundlichen Grüßen
G.
Heursen"
Klingt wiederum sehr freundlich, aber ist m. E. aber eine absolute Dreistigkeit. Viell. nicht von ihm, aber vom Beschlussgremium. Daher werde ich mich jetzt erst ein Mal an den Berliner Senat wenden. Falls das nicht hilft, an Frau Dr. Schavan bzw. den Spiegel. Die letzte Instanz wäre, mich
einzuklagen. Es geht hier nämlich ums Prinzip. So eine schwachsinnige Regelung. Sie verbaut nicht nur mir die Wahlfreiheit, sondern auch allen anderen deutschen Studenten.
Ein Doktorand aus Cambridge schlief bei mir. Es ging primär ums gemeinsame Kennenlernen,
die Stadt erkunden und Aktivitäten planen. Im nächsten Jahr stehen u. a. ein Kultur-Trip nach Edinburgh, Segeln, Stadterkundungen von Cambridge (mit PhD-Seminar) und Oxford (mit Inklings-Exkursion) auf der Agenda. Es gab auch einen Vortrag von unserem Vertrauensdozenten der LSE über credit crunch und bailout. Das Wirtschaftsvokabular habe ich schon mal verstanden. Der Inhalt war für mich wie weitere Puzzleteile, um das grande énigme Wirtschaft besser zu verstehen. Abends gingen wir dann Essen und ein paar Bier trinken.
Heute gehe ich wieder zur Christ Church. Dort gibt es viele junge Leute in meinem Alter – so 400, 500. Ich habe da auch einen Jungen aus Barcelona getroffen, dessen Eltern bei JmeM in Spanien sind. Ich war 2005 als ich mit Tom und Stocki in Lloret war schon mal bei ihm in der
kleinen Gemeinde in einer ehemaligen Disco. Wahrscheinlich gehe ich ab nächste Woche auch in seinen Hauskreis. Die Gemeinde ist eher pfingstlerisch. Letzten Sonntag sang da jd. in Zungen. Es gab aber auch ne Übersetzung;) Da ich ja einmal die Woche auch zu den Rogglis in die Bibel- oder Gebetsstunde des Brüdervereins gehe, habe ich so wohl das ganze Spektrum abgedeckt;)
Mittwoch geht's wahrscheinlich wieder zum Fußball. Wigan fordert Fulham.
Ach ja, ich habe mich respektvoll mit dem Leiters des Zentrums für Lehrerbildung in Berlin angelegt. Das ist ein Spaß. Ich schwanke nämlich zwischen Berlin und Oldenburg. Aber in Berlin kann ich angeblich keinen Master of Education machen, da ich nicht die erforderlichen 30 LP EW im BA gemacht habe (bei 10 LP Toleranz). Da ich nur 10 gemacht habe, fehlen mir 10. An denen kann es ja nicht scheitern, so schrieb ich Dr. Hreusen, denn, ich habe allein in Münster (geschweige denn jetzt am KCL) schon mehr Fachwissenschaft betrieben als Berliner Bachelor. Da Fachwissenschaft in Berlin auch Teil des MA Ed ist, müsste ich so wesentlich weniger Fachwissenschaft im MA Ed studieren als die Berliner und hätte Kapazitäten frei, um EW nachzuhohlen.
Dazu Dr. Hreusen:
"...eine Kompensation Fachwissenschaft - Erzwiss ist leider auch nicht möglich.
Sie müssten sich also auf den Bachelor neu bewerben.“
Das fand ich ziemlich dreist und ein wenig stupide. Offensichtlich hatte er mich auch missverstanden, denn es geht mir ja gar nicht darum Fachwissenschaft mit EW zu
kompensieren , sondern Fachwissenschaft mit Fachwissenschaft.
Daher meine Antwort:
"Sehr geehrter Dr. Heursen,
entschuldigen Sie bitte meine verspätete Antwort. Bei allem Respekt, ich habe für Ihre Darlegung überhaupt kein Verständnis. Es kann doch nicht sein, dass ich wegen 10 fehlender Leistungspunkte in EW, den Master of Education in Berlin nicht antreten kann. Gerade auch deswegen, weil ich schon mehr fachwissenschaftliche Module in Münster und in London studiert habe, die Berliner Bachelorstudenten dann im Master of Education studieren. Daher geht es mir gar nicht um eine Kompensation Fachwissenschaft-Erziehungswissenschaft. Vielmehr müsste ich mit aller Wahrscheinlichkeit ob besagten Grundes weniger Fachwissenschaft im Berliner Master of Education studieren als die Studenten, die in Berlin ihren BA gemacht haben. Damit hätte ich dann Kapazitäten frei die 10 respektive 20 Lp EW
nachzuhohlen.
Es kann doch nicht sein, dass ich ohne weiteres mit meinem Münsteraner Bachelor an eine x-beliebige, hervorragende Uni im Ausland wechseln kann, aber innerhalb von Deutschland kein Wechsel möglich ist. Bitte nehmen Sie es mir nicht übel, aber das kann, will und werde ich nicht akzeptieren.
Bitten ziehen Sie dies noch ein Mal in Betracht.
Mit freundlichen Grüßen,
Andreas Bruns"
Daraufhin seine Antwort:
"Sie haben Recht, was Ihre Klage über die Nicht - Nachholbarkeit von Studienleistungen aus dem BA während der Masterphase betrifft. Indessen ist es im Lehrermaster so geregelt: Voraussetzung für eine erfolgreiche Bewerbung ist die volle Leistungspunktzahl des Bachelors in jedem der drei Bereiche; also auch in den Erziehungswissenschaften. Das ist die beratende Auskunft, die ich Ihnen geben kann. Es bleibt Ihnen natürlich freigestellt, sich trotzdem zu bewerben.
Mit freundlichen Grüßen
G.
Heursen"
Klingt wiederum sehr freundlich, aber ist m. E. aber eine absolute Dreistigkeit. Viell. nicht von ihm, aber vom Beschlussgremium. Daher werde ich mich jetzt erst ein Mal an den Berliner Senat wenden. Falls das nicht hilft, an Frau Dr. Schavan bzw. den Spiegel. Die letzte Instanz wäre, mich
einzuklagen. Es geht hier nämlich ums Prinzip. So eine schwachsinnige Regelung. Sie verbaut nicht nur mir die Wahlfreiheit, sondern auch allen anderen deutschen Studenten.
Mittwoch, 22. Oktober 2008
Return of Sparfuchs, my room is always clean
After having spent 44 GBP on my first trip to Sainsbury's, the local grocery store, I was quite depressed and it really felt like a defeat. But last week I already cut it down to 28 GBP. And guess what? Yesterday I left Sainsbury's with a broad smile on my face carrying three full bags for 12 GBP! After a long lean period Sparfuchs is back:)
Over the course of the last two weeks I have not cleaned my room a single time, but it was always clean. The only way to make sense of it was to praise myself for being such a clean and tidy person;) But I just realized when I was about to brush my teeth and could not find my washbag (hung next to it, so once could clean the mirror on wish i hung it up before), that I must have a secret cleaner coming in my room once a week. Probably good to have him/her as part of the deal:)
Over the course of the last two weeks I have not cleaned my room a single time, but it was always clean. The only way to make sense of it was to praise myself for being such a clean and tidy person;) But I just realized when I was about to brush my teeth and could not find my washbag (hung next to it, so once could clean the mirror on wish i hung it up before), that I must have a secret cleaner coming in my room once a week. Probably good to have him/her as part of the deal:)
Montag, 20. Oktober 2008
May you dwell in the Secret Place of the Most High
"He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty." (Psalm 91, 1)
A week ago I went to Hillsongs London to attend their service in Dominion Theatre. The best was not the music (rather clear for those who know me well;)), but the sermon. Joseph Prince, a pastor from Singapore preached about the verse above. When Sars hit Asia several years ago they did not know what to do about it because they have a 9000 strong congregation with many international visitors. Many suggested to close the church until the virus ceased. But God told them to trust in him and proclaim the said verse. So they gave out cards to everyone with this great biblical truth on it and challenged them to proclaim it every time they leave their houses. And not a single one was infected. (Joseph Prince - Under His Wings, 12 October: http://www.hillsongmychurch.co.uk/index.php/resource-and-giving/podcasts)
He told us about the Ark of the Covenant which was situated in the Holy of Holies in the temple at Jerusalem. Two cherubs are on top of it. Those who protected the entrance to the garden of Eden. The law of Moses was in the Ark. Once a year a priest had to sprinkle blood on the Ark which symbolizes redemption through grace. So the morals were that grace is always higher than the law (let's not fall back in works righteosness!), and that we are protected now "under the shadow of the Almighty". We just have to proclaim it (James 4,2b)!
I did this morning. Since I have moved to London, now about five weeks ago, I had trouble to settle down and consequently to study effectively. I thought I first have to read and when I did the work I would find time for God. But that never worked out well. I could not concentrate while reading and tended to become very tired. So I did not really get anything out of it. It seemed like I forgot everything I read. But this morning I spend some time with God reading his word, talking to him, and proclaiming the aforementioned truth. The result was that although I had a sinusitis and a fever today, I could effectively study for about eight hours because God equipped me with strength, motivation, and self-control (I did not even feel the temptation to check my emails every minute:)).
Thank you, God! May I continue to dwell in your secret place and abide under your shadow!
A week ago I went to Hillsongs London to attend their service in Dominion Theatre. The best was not the music (rather clear for those who know me well;)), but the sermon. Joseph Prince, a pastor from Singapore preached about the verse above. When Sars hit Asia several years ago they did not know what to do about it because they have a 9000 strong congregation with many international visitors. Many suggested to close the church until the virus ceased. But God told them to trust in him and proclaim the said verse. So they gave out cards to everyone with this great biblical truth on it and challenged them to proclaim it every time they leave their houses. And not a single one was infected. (Joseph Prince - Under His Wings, 12 October: http://www.hillsongmychurch.co.uk/index.php/resource-and-giving/podcasts)
He told us about the Ark of the Covenant which was situated in the Holy of Holies in the temple at Jerusalem. Two cherubs are on top of it. Those who protected the entrance to the garden of Eden. The law of Moses was in the Ark. Once a year a priest had to sprinkle blood on the Ark which symbolizes redemption through grace. So the morals were that grace is always higher than the law (let's not fall back in works righteosness!), and that we are protected now "under the shadow of the Almighty". We just have to proclaim it (James 4,2b)!
I did this morning. Since I have moved to London, now about five weeks ago, I had trouble to settle down and consequently to study effectively. I thought I first have to read and when I did the work I would find time for God. But that never worked out well. I could not concentrate while reading and tended to become very tired. So I did not really get anything out of it. It seemed like I forgot everything I read. But this morning I spend some time with God reading his word, talking to him, and proclaiming the aforementioned truth. The result was that although I had a sinusitis and a fever today, I could effectively study for about eight hours because God equipped me with strength, motivation, and self-control (I did not even feel the temptation to check my emails every minute:)).
Thank you, God! May I continue to dwell in your secret place and abide under your shadow!
Sonntag, 19. Oktober 2008
Football and Christ church
It has been a fabulous weekend (apart from not tackling the work load). Yesterday I went to watch Fulham play Sunderland with David. Although they tied and neither team scored, it was an exciting game with lots of passion and many chances. Afterwards we met his wife Carol and another producer from CBS in a fancy outdoors restaurant. I will go to David's on Friday to wait for the electrical service which is supposed to fix something at the TV because it's hard for them to take time off and I do not have classes in the morning anyway.
Today I went to Christ church, a New Frontiers church. Some people I met at the Christian Union (CU) invited me. The service took place in Piccadilly Theatre, but unlike Hillsongs, which I checked out last sunday and which holds services in Dominion Theatre, it was a lot more personal and they did not make such a great deal of the donation. Afterwards we hung out in the theatre bar and then went to another pub to socialise. Besides many friendly people, I met Karim, who lived in Barcelona for 14 years and went to "El Local", the church I went to when I was on vacation in Lloret de Mar with Tom and Stocki. He is a medicine student at UCL. We had a really cool conversation and I will probably go to his "lifegroup" on Tuesday.
I feel sort of thick again. It looks like a sore throat. So if you believe in prayer, please pray for this and lots of motivation and discipline for next week. Thumbs up if you do not:)
Today I went to Christ church, a New Frontiers church. Some people I met at the Christian Union (CU) invited me. The service took place in Piccadilly Theatre, but unlike Hillsongs, which I checked out last sunday and which holds services in Dominion Theatre, it was a lot more personal and they did not make such a great deal of the donation. Afterwards we hung out in the theatre bar and then went to another pub to socialise. Besides many friendly people, I met Karim, who lived in Barcelona for 14 years and went to "El Local", the church I went to when I was on vacation in Lloret de Mar with Tom and Stocki. He is a medicine student at UCL. We had a really cool conversation and I will probably go to his "lifegroup" on Tuesday.
I feel sort of thick again. It looks like a sore throat. So if you believe in prayer, please pray for this and lots of motivation and discipline for next week. Thumbs up if you do not:)
Samstag, 18. Oktober 2008
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Freitag, 17. Oktober 2008
Hampstead Residence
As time was running by lots of things have happened.
A month ago I went to my first football match this year. The Cottagers (Fullham) played against West Ham United. I met my English cousin David at the Old City Arms pub where we saw Everton - his favorite team - loose to Liverpool and had a couple of beer. Then we walked on the embankment next to the Thames to Fulham. The picht is right beside the river. It is a small (about 30000 spectators) stadium from the 19th century. The tiny entrance to our stand is about two feet wide (so good I stopped to lift weights;)) and hardly visible in the brick facade. After climbing about 20 stairs in a wooden staircase I had my first view on the pitch: amazing! A beautiful green lawn so close to our seats - about 20 feet away from our seats right in the middle of the pitch.
Fulham rocked in the first half, but towards halftime had a lapse of concentration which Zola's squad used to score. Since then an old 'gentleman' and a chap next to us used the word fuck in most creative ways to talk about the referee. To be honest: the second half was sort of boring, though I saw two more goals. I am just not emotianally attached to these teams like to good old Bayern München or two other German clubs playing internationally in important games. I hope Bayern or Bremen will make it to the knock-out round to face Chelsea or Arsenal:) But I am so glad that David is taking me and actually I will go again this afternoon to see Fulham play against Sunderland.
For about a week now I have been sleeping in my new room in Hampstead residence now. It is a really cool area and all the VIPs are said to live here. So last Friday I went running in the morning in the heath expecting to meet Pete Doherty or so. But I did not see anyone in this huge park. Probably he had better stuff to do, eh;) I am so grateful for my room because it was really hard to get one. I checked out several internet platforms such as gumtree or christianflatshares. But apart from a really cool room in Putney, an ever nicer area than I am living in right now, in a vicar's house who would have even let me have friends over for weeks, the rooms were either to expensive, too far away from my college, or too small and dirty. So I really prayed for the room in the vicar's house. The problem was that two people were in front of me in the queue. On monday he informed me that I would no get the room. Instantly depressed, I decided to trust God in this and continued praying. That night the accommodation office offered me a room which I checked out the following day. It is the biggest by far and 'just' costs 400 pounds. The only disadvantage is the rodent in the fridge who has already eaten my Milka chocolate and ketchup. The people here are all about five years younger, but de buena onda.
Two days ago I woke up from a terrible noise in the morning - the fire alarm. I pulled my blanket over my head to continue to sleep (I thought it is a stupid joke by some British fresher) because I heard no one running out there. But it just did not stop. So after five minutes I went into the kitchen to see if something is on fire. Nothing! So I finally went out barefooted in my green pyjama (the crazy looking 80s-style one). About 200 students were already waiting for me as I was the last one (by far:)) to come out. At least now I am popular with everyone;)
I got my Oyster photocard card now. So now I can use puclic transportation for 30% less.
I also got a new laptop (thank you mum and dad) after my old one broke down. You cannot believe how grateful I was when I had it in my hands for the first time: God provides! Only my mp3-player got lost in the mail. Hiking on the Camino de Santiago I was so yearning for music that I called my good ol' friend Fuchsi Fuchs to buy and send me one because I was constantly in the middle of nowhere. That was one and a half month ago:( But well, God will work that out as well. I do not worry.
I will continue to catch up with the last month tomorrow as I have just four and a half hours of sleep left (I decided to get up at six now during the week so I will time for God, running and my course work).
Dear Jesus,
thank you for always being at my side and rocking my life. I could not live without you! Give me a good night's rest, so I can get up refreshed tomorrow to experience more of God's beauty and to reflect it to the world.
A month ago I went to my first football match this year. The Cottagers (Fullham) played against West Ham United. I met my English cousin David at the Old City Arms pub where we saw Everton - his favorite team - loose to Liverpool and had a couple of beer. Then we walked on the embankment next to the Thames to Fulham. The picht is right beside the river. It is a small (about 30000 spectators) stadium from the 19th century. The tiny entrance to our stand is about two feet wide (so good I stopped to lift weights;)) and hardly visible in the brick facade. After climbing about 20 stairs in a wooden staircase I had my first view on the pitch: amazing! A beautiful green lawn so close to our seats - about 20 feet away from our seats right in the middle of the pitch.
Fulham rocked in the first half, but towards halftime had a lapse of concentration which Zola's squad used to score. Since then an old 'gentleman' and a chap next to us used the word fuck in most creative ways to talk about the referee. To be honest: the second half was sort of boring, though I saw two more goals. I am just not emotianally attached to these teams like to good old Bayern München or two other German clubs playing internationally in important games. I hope Bayern or Bremen will make it to the knock-out round to face Chelsea or Arsenal:) But I am so glad that David is taking me and actually I will go again this afternoon to see Fulham play against Sunderland.
For about a week now I have been sleeping in my new room in Hampstead residence now. It is a really cool area and all the VIPs are said to live here. So last Friday I went running in the morning in the heath expecting to meet Pete Doherty or so. But I did not see anyone in this huge park. Probably he had better stuff to do, eh;) I am so grateful for my room because it was really hard to get one. I checked out several internet platforms such as gumtree or christianflatshares. But apart from a really cool room in Putney, an ever nicer area than I am living in right now, in a vicar's house who would have even let me have friends over for weeks, the rooms were either to expensive, too far away from my college, or too small and dirty. So I really prayed for the room in the vicar's house. The problem was that two people were in front of me in the queue. On monday he informed me that I would no get the room. Instantly depressed, I decided to trust God in this and continued praying. That night the accommodation office offered me a room which I checked out the following day. It is the biggest by far and 'just' costs 400 pounds. The only disadvantage is the rodent in the fridge who has already eaten my Milka chocolate and ketchup. The people here are all about five years younger, but de buena onda.
Two days ago I woke up from a terrible noise in the morning - the fire alarm. I pulled my blanket over my head to continue to sleep (I thought it is a stupid joke by some British fresher) because I heard no one running out there. But it just did not stop. So after five minutes I went into the kitchen to see if something is on fire. Nothing! So I finally went out barefooted in my green pyjama (the crazy looking 80s-style one). About 200 students were already waiting for me as I was the last one (by far:)) to come out. At least now I am popular with everyone;)
I got my Oyster photocard card now. So now I can use puclic transportation for 30% less.
I also got a new laptop (thank you mum and dad) after my old one broke down. You cannot believe how grateful I was when I had it in my hands for the first time: God provides! Only my mp3-player got lost in the mail. Hiking on the Camino de Santiago I was so yearning for music that I called my good ol' friend Fuchsi Fuchs to buy and send me one because I was constantly in the middle of nowhere. That was one and a half month ago:( But well, God will work that out as well. I do not worry.
I will continue to catch up with the last month tomorrow as I have just four and a half hours of sleep left (I decided to get up at six now during the week so I will time for God, running and my course work).
Dear Jesus,
thank you for always being at my side and rocking my life. I could not live without you! Give me a good night's rest, so I can get up refreshed tomorrow to experience more of God's beauty and to reflect it to the world.
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