scared of Germans
So here I m facing a situation I do not want to get myself in, and blogging about it. It is precisely the type of casual situation that gets my nerves in a knot. People I barely know but with whom I have started living, but still we practically never talk or see each other. So they´re moving out, and I want to help, but it is three German people who know each other and me, three people who understand instructions of where to put the stuff and me, three people who make the work fun by joking and creating an ambiance of comradeship… and me. And so it goes that´s why I´m not looking forward to leaving this room, even though I’d really like to help out.
