... but only because Kosho said so

Hello hello hello hello,

the above is a rough translation of the beginning of an audio cassette my sister and me recorded when we were children. For a bootleg, get in contact with Miss Eva v. Göler.
I haven't written anything in a while, it's true, and I sincerly apologize.
The most exciting thing that happened since then is probably that the left brake of my bike broke. I think I just made up a tongue twister: the left brake of my bike broke. Try to repeat it quickly and and tell me what you think. Now, making up a tongue twister is officially the most exciting thing that happend to me recently.
However, when I'm not breaking bike brakes or making up tongue twisters, I moot, date and drink, albeit with rather limited success. Take a look at the photos if you wish (I didn't know orange batik in combination with ornamental decoration was getting popular these days in Geneva, intersting isn't it?)
Thank you for dropping by,
Yours
Jonas

10x?

Why am I writing this?
Why did that egyptian dude give me the pudding?
Why does the water boil so slowly?
Why are students kicked out of the library at 5 pm in the city of Calvin?
Why do spanish people never get tired of partying?
Why does it seem to me that life a single big exam?
Why do I not get rid of Spaghetti?
Why do I not give shit about anything anymore?
Why can't I submit these questions to Eric Bergsten for clarification?
Why do you care?

Weekend at the Ambassador's House

Good evening,

I had an awesome weekend in an even more awesome house of an Ambassador family in Tannay, which is ten minutes from Geneva, on the french border. Marta, my polish Mootie, has been working for the family for a long time, so while they were away, they asked her to invite some friends over the weekend and to stay at their place.
Going from my student dormitory to a place where you have one complete bathroom for every bedroom, listening to Pink Floyd for dinner through a harman kardon surround system, driving around in a Volvo S70 and babysitting a spoiled Irish Setter named "Figaro" was certainly a change. But guess what, I liked it.
Of course, we also tried to work together on our case, and I took a picture to prove it, but we were not all too effective. Silvain, a very funny french guy and roommate of Marta joined us and we went out in Geneva with some people that Marta knows. Unfortunately, Marta stayed at home because she was feeling sick.
Also, we cooked alot together, Pizza, Pasta, and fresh bread and cheese we bought on a real french market on the border on Sunday. I'm now officially Gruyère-addict.
So far so good,
Jonas.

People

While I'm waiting for the water for my daily portion of spaghetti to start boiling, here's some random pictures of different evenings in Geneva.

My new home - pics

Some pictures of the "Uni Mail" building and the "box" that I will spent quite some time with from now on. Salut!

Big Brother is watching you

Ok this is scary.... a lady just knocked on my door and told me that I cannot keep my bike in my room. The thing is, how could she know? The reception was already closed when I came back with my bike, and I'm rather sure that noone else saw me in the elevator or elsewhere.
Then I remembered that it says "video surveillance" in the foyer.
In other words: They really seem to videotape all the time and actually look at those tapes closely. But then again, how do they know who I am? Face-scanners? Hidden cameras on every floor?
Switzerland is watching you...

Student life...

... does not necessarily mean sleeping until 11 and going out every evening.
My courses and the prepartation for the Moot Court have started.
I'm slowly getting into my routine, which consists of sleeping, eating, studying, eating, studying, doing sports, eating, studying, skyping/emailing/facebooking and sleeping again.

I've already spent quite som time with the people from my Mootie Team. They are a really nice bunch and I'm sure we will have a great time.

This weekend I will first have dinner with Aleksandra, a girl from Latvia that I met during the immatriculation at the University. On Saturday I will visit Marta, a fellow Mootie, who was so kind to invite the other Mooties and me to her place in Lausanne - really looking forward to all of that! :)

Oh yes, and I have a bike now! It doesn't have lights - but lights are overrated anyway. It doesn't have gears, but gears are... ;)

Thanks for reading
Yours
Jonas / Joni / Jonchen / Johnny