Trying to motivate myself to write 2 essays. I didn't manage to write the first one on time so I failed. I don't feel too bad about it. The second essay is harder and I can't fail, because then my Erasmus plans would not work out. It is very much like me to leave everything to the last moment and then just go crazy running around and trying to get everything done. I guess there is something weirdly enjoyable in getting in this very concentrated state of mind. Mate will help. Any time. And I managed to write and make everything for Erasmus just with 2 days, don't know what I was doing before, I guess I just forgot about it. Very unprofessional. First essay almost done. Second one... It is full moon
Ars longa, vita brevis
Art is long, life is short.
It is March again, second year in London. I have just turned 21. The magic age of becoming legally a grown up in all ways... It does not really change much unless I would take this little excuse to change everything. And I should. It is my duty.