The last week

Yes, yes, the title sounds bad.

It's not, really. Every finish line is just a new start and all that, and, let's bet honest - I'm kinda nowhere near my finish line in Tartu :D 

Ok, that's a hyperbole (and I've always hated those). Technically, my semester hasn't even ended (still need to pass those exams, and I will, of course I will ), but still.

I'm living my last times, lectures, events this week- thankfully no more early and long, long Wednesdays, no more running to buss to center and back to Chemikum. But this also means more or less saying good-byes to Erasmus friends.

And yes, I've to admit, that I've always thought disapprovingly about Erasmus (who hasn't every once in a while?), because, while it says cultural experience and all those pretty phrases, sadly that's not the first thing that comes to mind when you say "Erasmus". And, I've to agree with my Finnish flatmate, that is just... so sad.
Of course, nothing is ever just black and of course it depends on persons and country and what exactly you are studying and so on. Stereotypes are bad (even if they usually have grain of truth in them). And I've to admit that living with 4 Erasmus students for all semester, thinking about saying goodbye to those girls is really hard. Oh, how I will miss my roommate ;______;

And that's another really sad part about exchange program - most likely (like 95%) you won't ever see those people again. Ever. 

Of course - and yes, Laura, we made a deal and shaked on it, so no take-backs - there shall be some visits in this summer. Yes!

Then what's left is postcard or a letter, if you're lucky. I'm quite good at them. But, again - (ooh, I love those buts) the thing about living in two different parts of the continent, or even world is that... live goes on. For everyone and, after a while, you simply aren't the same person, you don't lead the same live (and thank gods for that!), you don't share events and you have nothing much to talk about. Even if "how's it going?" is meant well, let's face it - it's something you ask, when you don't know what to ask anymore.
Since I've already put Doctor Who gif, and I'm kinda on it's wave (even though my doctor are and always will be David Tennant's Nine) - and I really have to start watch classical seasons, there is this one quote from S6 E4 "Doctor's wife":

Idris: I've been looking for a word. A big, complicated word, but so sad. I've found it now.
The Doctor: What word?
Idris: "Alive." I'm alive.
The Doctor: Alive isn't sad.
Idris: It's sad when it's over.

I'm sad that my friends are leaving. I'm sad that almost 1/4 of my time in masters program, in Tartu is over. I'm sad that there is no winter outside. Actually this whole blog entry is just... so sad.
No, I don't have autumn depression. I don't get those, since late, dark and rainy autumn and freezing and snowy winter are my favorite times of year. (I get only summertime sadness).

I guess I can be forgiven. because, let's face it - this is time for leaving. And exams (oh god). And next semester and YEAR will be good, of course, and new friends and experiences - you get a lot of those, while living in dorms, duh. (no, it's not that bad, but you certainly get to see a thing or two :D )
All in all life's good (I've a got stipend, life is beautiful) and I will be fine.
We all will. Cheers!
(After all Christmas are only a week away! C: )