The big dilemma (clickbait)

Sorry for my absence. I know my roommate is eagerly waiting for my words #onlylove. On Friday I was partying, on Saturday I was hungover, on Sunday I was lazy and yesterday I had to prepare a presentation that I gave about an hour ago. Now I have time for you again. I have a lot to do at university right now. The semester ends in two weeks and to be honest, I haven't done much during the semester other than taking classes. But everyone says that the last few weeks before the end of the semester are the most stressful and I can confirm that. I have to submit a report in a week, it's only 5 pages, but it's about Hobbes and Locke and I don't like them. Then I still have 2 presentations ahead of me, the last one on November 20th and an exam. But of course the party shouldn't be neglected either. I also learn a lot at parties. I often get to know people who tell me interesting things about themselves or the country. And give me guaro. No really, I think the party life is part of it. And I love the parties here. I recently had an interesting discussion with a French woman about French politics. Or no discussion because we agreed very much. After that I had something with a paisa. Best acento ever. That was 3 different languages in one sentence. I'm so international. I hope you're struggling as much as I am right now. But really, the acento paisa is so beautiful. Music to my ears. What wasn't so cool is that we originally only kissed because a guy told us we should kiss. But I think he meant well because he is a friend of hers and she told me afterwards that she had already seen me on the chiva (party bus). I find it so weird when someone else tells you that you've caught their eye. Because it happens to me so often that I fall in love with shock and it's a weird thought that other people can have that with me. So actually it's super gross when men tell me to kiss a woman, but in this case I didn't think it was that bad. THANKS MANUEL. I don't know if it will ever sink in that I'm really here. I was walking through the university today and had a moment when I realized that I was really here. How did this even happen? And who does something like that? Just leave for a year and start a new life and then just come back? In which world is this supposed to end well? Either you think it sucks and have a really bad time for a year or you love it and then when you have to go back you have to leave part of your SOUL behind. Guys, I'm warning you, I won't be the same when I come back. I can now appreciate things that I never recognized the value of before. For example, peeing in nature. I really don't miss much, but this is at the top of the list. Guys, I must have one of the weakest bladders in the world. In Göttingen there was a university building with fancy toilets on every corner and if not, there was some park with thick trees. It's impossible to pee outside here. I think I've managed it once or twice so far. The problem is: if a place is so deserted that you could pee there, it is usually dangerous. Especially when it's dark. But when it's light, one of Bogotá's 9 million residents is usually in sight. It is an insoluble dilemma and I suffer greatly from it. But I would even risk that to stay here. Then people see me peeing, so what? At least they don't play Pietro Lombardi in the clubs here. Or Bushido or this Luciano or Dardan, whatever their names are. Away with it. I just googled German rappers, they all have the same name. And don't even get me started on Apache. And hits. Too many young people in Germany find Schlager acceptable. (Me when I bawl at 3 per mille 1000 and 1 night). This is the only exception!! By the way: we're in the finals of university football and it's on Friday! I'm very happy, but it will also be a tough game because we've lost to this team before. Please keep your fingers crossed for me on Friday at 12:20 Colombia time. If we lose, it's your fault. I love you, big kiss to everyone, especially to Maxi <3