So today I noticed that an acquaintance from America posted a photo that was mine. I asked if he was still in Heidelberg or if he'd just stolen my photo (though obviously I knew the answer; I compared the photo he posted to the one I did and it was identical), and he said that it was probably mine; that it'd been passed round a bit. It's really weird that photos can do that these days. I mean, you obviously realise that you're uploading photos to the internet, but you don't think that people are going to post them as their own, you know? I guess I understand now why every third post on Tumblr is about people wanting credit for their graphics.
I went through a stage in first year when I put a tag on all the photos I took and put on my blog (at least, the ones I cared about), but I got lazy. And it's a photo of a destroyed building, I don't care that much. It's the principle.
Wednesday: woke up at 2:23pm. Didn't do much other than watch Pretty Little Liars. English boy Neil came to collect a quilt/ linen (as I inherited a lot from people leaving, and so posted on an Erasmus Heidelberg Facebook page about it) and he stayed and chatted for about an hour. Skyped with Grant.
Thursday: woke up about 1:30pm. Skyped with both the Simons in my life. Went into town, had a Bretzel and looked in H&M where I bought a top and a skirt. Came home. Did two loads of washing (best thing about the holidays - no one is here, so there is always a machine free! Today there were HEAPS so I could do both loads simultaneously!). Spanish guy came and collected pretty much the last of the things.
My room is so empty now... I can't imagine how it'll look once my clothes are dry and the clothes horse put away... there will be so much space! I don't think I'm ready for it.
It's so strange to have my room back to the way it was. It hasn't been that way since July 22nd. And that was a while ago. Don't get me wrong, loving having space in here again! It's just weird.