Pure Reason Must Never Win: Estonian Day No. 99.

Why am I writing that late? I didn't find the time and the energy to write earlier. - Why am I writing now? It's true, I actually don't have the ambition to do it. But I don't want to let ten days (!) pass again (don't want to get used to it because if I do I'm gonna let twenty days pass soon) and tomorrow is already day #100, and I wanted to write before that.

Monday was unspectacular. After folkdancing, I wanted to call Ilona to ask her to take me home from Lähte, but I didn't have money anymore. So I waited until she called me. I realized that I had managed to spend six days (!) without money on my phone and therefore being unable to make calls or send messages. My mother would be proud of me. ;)

Tuesday was unspectacular, too. Okay, that's not true, I gotta be precise: the schoolday was unspectacular. I finally went to Tartu again (yay!) and that made me seriously happy. I remembered what used to give me energy: that beautiful town and the company of my dear Leonie. That day, I had invited Mirjam from the workshop-thing to join us. New Germans are always exciting, especially when they don't speak Estonian - so even less then we do! We had lots of fun together. First we went to Leonie's school so that she could sign up for piano lessons and then we decided for Ränduri pub to talk. That was pretty amazing. :D Leonie soon had to leave for her training, so I showed Mirjam my favourite book stores and gave her some other insider tips for Tartu - being able to do so made me feel good.

our beautiful bus station in Lähte

Wednesday night, Estonia had another football match against Ireland - sometime in between it was 1:1, but I don't know the final results. Hmm. Well, at least better than last time...

That day, I had had to repeat my füüsika test again. Well, not repeat, but complete. This is usually pretty senseless, because when I don't understand anything in the lessons, how shall I know the answers to the tasks in the tests, even when I understand them?! So it didn't go that well. I had 74%, so a 3. But then, I did the extra task which was worth another 10 points, so all in all, I somehow managed to have exactly 100% in the end. That was amazing. I was celebrating it inside. :)

Then I went to Ilona's drama class and waited for her until it finished. She told me that we would be walking home that day. That sucked. But at least we walked together - everything is better than walking home alone in the dark for three kilometres! After some time, I stopped to take some photos of the marvellous sunset. Ilona went home to prepare dinner. When I had finished (which was luckily just a second before my camera told me that its battery had run too low to go on working), I started singing the Estonian songs we would be performing with our choir in the sügiskontsert and which I had been studying and learning by heart all day and the day before. Doing so, I walked home slowly, and what had to happen happened: I met somebody. It was dark and I couldn't see him. And - of course, just to make it even more embarassing - it was my brother Jorma.

That evening, I made muffins again. And I let them burn. That had never happened ever before - so it kinda spoiled my celebration of having been in Estonia for exactly three months.

Thursday morning, we had a rehearsal in the aula. The sügiskontsert would be the next day, so we had to practice it all together. Then there was the award ceremony of that mathematical game we had had the week before. My group got a bag full of sweets. We seperated it so that every one of us had the same amount of sweets but it was still a lot for everybody. I gave some to Ivika to motivate her for the füüsika lesson - it worked for some seconds, but füüsika was still füüsika, so no sweets could help. ;) Ahti and Andreas ate all the rest of it that evening.

After choir, we had our workshop again. Janika and me arrived first, the others came later. Triinu from the other 10th grade class joined us. It was nice. In the break in between, Janika and me talked about folkdancing. She said "with Estonian folkdancing, you learn how to striptease." We both laughed really hard when we saw Mirjam's shocked expression. Janika had actually meant only that you stop being embarassed because you have to change in front of boys - I had already stopped that during the five years of being a member of Theatro Langenbergensis - but Miri thought that we seriously learned how to undress while dancing. That was fun. After the break, we did an energizer. Medeea was initiating it. It was about having an invisible ball and playing with it, and everybody had to do what the one who had the ball did. But when Triinu passed the ball to Jakub, he somehow started doing something without it, and Medeea asked him "where is the ball, man?" And everybody laughed, including the both of them.

Friday went well. My muusikaajaloo õpetaja gave me the task to write an essay about the music of the Middle Ages, but it may only be one page long. So I will somehow have to shorten the history of 900 years, including the development of written notes and the characteristics, the influence, and the importance of music during that time. But at least I can do it in German.

After the lessons, we had a rehearsal again and then some minutes break until the real preparations for the concert would begin. Ilona brought Andreas's and my schoolbags home, and I just spent the time in the room we would change in later, together with our trainer. She was shocked when I told her that I didn't know how to iron. I mean, I learned it once, but that was about one and a half years ago, and I never had to do it again afterwards. Well - I'll have to learn it soon. ;) She ironed my blouse for me because we didn't have the time for her to show me. I went on learning the lyrics by heart.

The concert itsself went fine. Janika lost her folkdancing crown during the dances, so she really partly stripteased. :) The songs were okay. I still didn't know the third song entirely - I knew about half of it which was pretty much, especially since I knew the two other songs and that one and one of the others were reeeeaally long. So I was proud of myself. Afterwards, we took some group photos with our folkdancing group. Then we changed back into our normal clothes and went home.