Yesterday I moved to another apartment. The ugly thing in Copenhagen, is that if you’re a student you’re practically fucked from many points of view as you have to have pretty pure luck to find an apartment which you can rent for 2-3 years. Most persons rent for 3-4-6 months.And that’s is, after 6 months you have to take your bed and clothes and find a new place, whether you like it or not. This apartment is for 8 months or even 1 year (it’s unclear yet). The good thing is that this apartment is damn central, bigger and comfier. I really like it here. The room where I live is quite big. It didn’t take as much as I thought to move all the stuff around and get them in place, as everything is almost where it belongs. I now live at number 13, and I stongly hope it’s not going to bring bad luck. Tomorrow it will take me 15 minutes to get to school which is pretty welcomed in respect to all those mornings where I had to spend 30 minutes or more on the way to school. Oh, life seems to smile more and more on me …