This is the first time that I would say that I failed the couchsurfing. It was really frustrating that I've got this "criminal record" in Gothenburg, my favorite city in Sweden.
It's obvious that I did not realize that I was really really devoured by my negativity and emotions triggered by the failure to get in contact with the professors. And of course, the vague, confusing future ahead also played its part. I believe I could hide these shits very well if I met someone who had a lot of things in common, especially the social issues. If not, then I just showed my true colors.
But my biggest problem was that I took it for granted that everyone would be willing to put on all my shits. I've got this habit when I surfed at London. There I met several friends who were so supportive and always would love to listen to me. It was so stunning that one could meet people from the other parts of the planet could understand the feelings. So after this, I think I want to get the copies from all the couchsurfers. But it's just not people's duty to do that, not to mention that I need to conquer all the things by myself.
Anyway, I hope I learn something from this and will make the next couch better.
