Save your breath to cool your porridge.

Hi di Ho, 
haven't told much about my Nicaragua adventure the last weeks cuz it's an all round working game here.
Getting up at 6.30 AM, sometimes skipping breakfast to go on a lab or farm visit early in the morning. (before the sun burns too strong). Some days, working at the company = running, mailing, stalking people to give you the information you need. And then from time to time realizing that all the hours you've put into some file or document was all for nothing, just because you or they misunderstood. 
Yes yes, thesis time gotta love it. But it feels damn good after being busy with something for so long ( not knowing at all if it's right what you do ) and then hearing your thesispromotors say that they think you're doing fine. I doubt if it will stay that way...


Anyways, I knew it wouldn't be a piece of cake and research goes with ups and downs, but I'm a bit stressed out at this point. And we all know how I get when I'm stressed.
Luckily my good old crazy granny and crazy friends are approachable for peptalk even at 2 AM int he morning (thank you Skype).
It's all about diplomacy here, trying to stay calm and friendly with so many people as you try to explain them as good as you can what it is you need. Not so easy if you're thesis research is about "exergy" and "life cycle assessment". Say whaaat?
Since I've got to deal with quite enough stuff lately to train my "I'm not gonna lose my cool" face(I thank the universe for that), I'm not behind bars for murder (yet).
So we keep going, I still believe that at some point it will all fall in it's place.


Last weekend I didn't even left my place just to continue to find some structure in the whole catastrophic mountain of data... But this weekend I'm out with our weekendtravelcrew wherever it is we're planning to go... Do I hear roadtrip, surfing and saving turttles in the same sentence?


Don't get me wrong I'm still happy that I'm here and not in rainy Belgium but it's just frustrating to be in such a beautiful country and only being able from time to time to do the things I really want to do. (surf surf surf and hike volcanoes, that too) 


One more year of schoolmess dude and then I take a long break from seriousness.  
Enough Einsteins in the world to save the planet.


And in the meantime, 
a caipirinha a day keeps my nervous breakdowns away.
Cheers.

Tous à poils!

Défilé

The  défilé in Marseille

Lorene and me in football outfit prepared for war

Some Polytechpeeps

Yohan from my class with a pompomgirl from Lille (the guys loved the Lille pompom girls, we hated them haha)

Last thursday I went to the TIP I wrote about in my last post. It was in one word: Fabuloucrazytastic!
Never seen so many crazy people on a sportfield in my life. My french "vocabulaire" has exponentially raised since we've been singing three days long schoolsongs where the expression "tous à poils" repeated hisself many times.

We left at 5h30 in the morning, and I didn't expect quiet and moaning people there but the enthusiasm of these students for their school at this hour of the day is really "incroyable". When we arrived in Marseille and everybody had undergo some transformation (read: everyone dressed in blue and yellow, paintings in yellow and blue on the face, alcoholconcentration in the blood raised, singing "Poooooooo Ly Tech, on aaaaime bien la ptit jaja, elle est si belle si gentillleeeee..") And I had mentally prepared myself for three days of crazyness we did a défilé through the citycenter. All the other Polytech schools of France were there as well, dressed up or many dressed down, students walked through the streets shouting and singing and making looots of noise to represent there school.
In the afternoon we quickly drove to the campplace dropped our stuff, popped out the decathlon tents and hurried to the bus who brought us to the sportfields in Marseille. The following days just went like this: at night the "navette" drove us to a soirée with again a theme (cuir moustache and gaypride haha) and than at 4h you lay back in your tent to be waked up at 7u15. First morning I got so angry because someone was tapping on my tent at 7h to wake me up but it was no joke. Than we drove to the sportfields to play the games and than at night returned back to the university restaurant and campplace to go out again. So if we do a little summation: 3 days + 9 hours of sleep + sunshine + sports +wine = Me nearly dead by sundaynight! The results of the tournament: the rugbygirlteam won the finale! the other sports, well let's say that our supportingmentality was the greatest of all schools.

And this week all the belgians are visiting : My mum, Elien, Sophie, Charis,...
Time to show how heavenly great erasmus in Montpellier is!

I've got a date with the niiiiiiiiight

Hello there,
my Erasmus is coming sooo god damn close.
I just can't stop thinking about all the things I have to do before going there. But until the 24th of january all I can do is study all goddamn day long. Yeeeiks. Whatever, I really need to find some list with "what you can't forget to bring on Erasmus or you'll die" and soon !!!!

I thank GOD for inventing texting, twittering, fb and all the shizzle. Otherwise I would have died from NO communication the last few weeks. Yesterday I really laughed my ass of behind my computer just by chatting with another crazy study buddy about how crazy this study stuff is making us. I tell you, it's because of the lack off sleep!!!
One of my best friends told me this afternoon she's going to take me to the train station in Lille the morning I leave (28th january). Cause my parents can't that day. Shame shame shame!!!

Ok, with every day further in this exam period. I'm becoming a little bit more cuckoo.
Think it's time to make some more excersises about "Distillation and Rectification towers" Oh My, sometimes I really wonder where this bio-engineering studies are leading me.

One advice!
Keep Drinking Coffee, it keeps us alive!

Love Luis