Insight about soccer and bikes

I read here on one of the newspapers that there were 13.33 million women who watched the soccer game between Germany and Portugal. This fact is even more interesting when you read the number of male watchers of the same game: 12.81 million. More woman in Germany have watched this game. Isn't that amazing?
When we went to watch a game (usually in pubs or beer gardens) we could see just as many women wearing all kinds of soccer gadgets as men. Women were wearing the German flag on them selves, painted their faces with the flag's colors, and went everywhere to watch the games- just like men did.
Do I sound old and chauvinistic saying that? coz only when I read those numbers I realized how important it became for women. I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that the whole country is in it- and there's this hype around the "Us" in Germany (and in every country I guess). Women want to be a part of the society, and nowadays - this is a way to become one.

About a week ago I rode my bicycle for the first time wearing a skirt. I guess that the male readers just asked themselves: so what??? well, I'll tell you what- it's weird!!! But it felt very free, I must say...

2.5 weeks to go till the end of my stupid German exam (but who's counting?), and I still haven't gotten an answer from the uni in Munich... I'm starting to get nervous. I was never nervous about anything like that in my life (as much as I remember). When???

Nice to write again. Even if it's not much.

one more visit to the stack

I came back from Israel yesterday.
Rob and I flew there together 10 days ago. He went back one day before me.
It was a busy week there, including my grandpa's 80th birthday party (with 100 of his family members), my cousins wedding (with 350 ppl: family and friends), my birthday (with presents friends and so many times in which I forgot that it's my birthday), one holiday (with my dad's family) and a lot of meeting friends (but not enough). I obviously ate too much (Rob calls it the Israel-sickness) and now I need a vacation from this vacation.

Going back to my German class today was really not that great- it's hard to go back on track, especially when you do something just for doing it with no real goal (to remind you I want to study in Munich next year, in English, but don't know if I got in yet- which drives me crazy...)

anyways... I know I'm not the best blogger - but I guess I'm just too tired, and don't have much to say. You know that when I have something to say- I do.

So.... till next time...