Pizza from the microwave

It´s been one month since i have packed my stuff in boxes and moved everything up to the third floor of Design School Kolding, the official merge of fashion, textile, beauty, cruelty and stress. Away from the safe and quiet comfort zone, the first floor. It was a haven for Masters students in Fashion Design, with a kitchen and a dishwasher that has hoodwinked a certain sense of home. Just as wrong as instant coffee, but still edible. Now, we only got the microwave on the third floor (which I started to like, since I found out today that you can even bake pizza in it)! Jeez, why not move in right away?

The final days as a student are very emotional, intense and at the moment like a dark red wine spot on your brand new wooden floor.  And as one of my final blog posts in my study career I would like to write about "us" insead of "me". (Please blame me later for eventual misunderstandings, my dear friends.)

We Fashion Design graduates intend to present a grand final collection which throws even Rihanna's stylists into a dither and forces Karl Lagerfeld to offer a position as junior designer at Chanel. Yeah, that's (mostly) the plan! But then again we forget about it from time to time because suddenly we realize, while warming up a yummy late-night pizza, that we are done soon. No more student life, only real life to expect. Ah, maybe even our own apartment? Or at least a bike with no dents and rusty chains? And it is also kind of clear that we really just want to party every Friday and Saturday right now, like we used to do in the very beginning of our studies! With the dear fellow students who have accompanied us all these years in the chaos and rejoiced, cried and laughed with us. And because we know that it is drawing to an end and we go our separate ways, we share a beer or two more in this semester and spend five more minutes in the canteen. Not because we are relaxed and have too much time... it's the sentimentality that prompt us to a cake look-up in the canteen. And of course the cake itself.

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