CAN'T HANDLE ALL THE FEELS

Just finished watching The Reichenbach Fall, the Season 2 finale of Sherlock, which I have been powering through in the last week or so. TEARS FALLING FROM MY EYES. SO MANY EMOTIONS.

Anyway, brilliant. Watch it.

Though I still find Benedict Cumberbatch's face odd. And Martin Freeman will forever be the awkward sex guy from Love Actually.

In other news, this is my last full week in Germany, which is pretty crazy. I'm going to Morocco with John and Joe for five days (from Sunday), then back on Thursday the 9th, then I leave for good (well, for this time) on the 14th. Mental.

I sent home two boxes today, both weighing less than 5kg... 84 euro if you please. I've got another one boxed/ taped up and ready to go, plus three more boxes that I can use if I need to (though I really, really hope I won't need to. Well, in fact, I'll make sure I don't need to).

Of my four subjects, I had to do exams for three of them, two of which I got back today - and I got a 2,3 for both of them, with which I'm happy, considering the amount of work I didn't do this semester. I got my Schein (basically a piece of paper that says 'Sarah went to this class. She got this grade.' that I have to hand in somewhere at the end of semester - lucky my exchange coordinator is so USELESS) for Wortschatz - 2,3 - which means that the exam was worth 100%, and participation, attendance, and homework didn't count for anything (not that I ever did my homework, so it's good for me, but bad for the people who actually put in effort). Oh well. Should get two more on Wednesday, and the last one on Thursday. I am anxiously awaiting my grades. But not that anxiously.