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Wow, yes you come to nüscht here. Today is already Monday, 4th
Day after the apocalyptic mood. For weeks I felt just the
18.5., 18, 18, 18 ... Bor, I hatte'ne
terrified of this last examination. all that should come after,
already belonged to another era. On

8.5. some 100 teeming 12.Klässer gathered for the first time in the ominous
upper concourse of the ankle joint. Excitement? Not applicable.
Strangely, levels out to me in a real calm. Pretty funny
amplified by the assistance of a certain Mrs. F.
She managed to women Köditz and a food in one and the same context
bring. Hilarious! Okay, a bit of it was mean
too, but in math I have to start at all remembered.
But the other written all stood out as
diarrhea-free threshold. (:]) In math, I'm two days past
started with 24 learning. No social contacts, not spoken, and not washed
rumgemuffelt. At some point, but then was something of
out of breath. I had no more Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust
- would finally realize that it's over! It dragged. and proposed in April. Well
English was there already a different story;).
A few words looked at and then it went after a little cry
Blade inhibitions to the last and most beautiful Abi-task: hist.
Choice "The colonial and mandatory role of the British Empire" or
"Civil Rights of American minorities." So I liked it. Especially my
British Empire. We have 4 beautiful specimens divided evenly
us, hehe. Mysteriously, exactly was the turn of the topics that I envisioned
and Christin before us on the phone. Thank you, dear cult!
The preparation was previously always a delicate balance between optimism and despair
. terrifying to mention a cozy consultation with
wife to Otto Selbstzweiflern if the whole fabric
sits really. Soooooo much. Monster Fair. Well ma gaze ',
remains a bit afraid before the results.

But then: Thursday, 18.5. - 7.30am. The first fruits of some examination,
we were there, just suffered a murderous moderate strain.
but requires the accurate description:)

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Nervous?

A yellow painted music room. Unexpectedly huge and official.
teeming leaves. In
emotional distance of 10m towards me: a big board.
five teachers in fancy uniforms. Emotionless, slightly sinister faces.
My own table on the left is equipped with the obligatory
chair next to a map of France (thank God) and a giant white-tablecloth
. 30seconds before I gave Julie terribly disappointed with her face still
last motivation relapses. Come in and sit down between
my heart slipped into the final
knee. So I now had not just been introduced. My
certified test combination (from right to left)
looked like this: Mrs. wind Meiser, Mrs. Scholz, Rusteberg wife, Ms. Wagner
(examination chairperson may, a word of French:]) and Mrs. Dietrich.
The topic: les vacances, une région française, les projets d'avenir, les livres
francaises. Rating: schööööööööööööööööön!
I had chosen just the right envelope.
In the preparation time I was - as tina-typical - very relaxed
10 minutes before done. My second Task reaped even small grin.
Rusteberg woman had been recommended against asking questions, I wanted
also transpose the elegant, but I was at once completely unable to formulate a proper question
. In the meantime, I was attracted by the flexibility
my pen to stop that survived This 20min
but also without prejudice as such.
Done. . Breathe Puhhhhhhhhhhhh ...
Conclusion: all the excitement (the school toilet paper was all done by me alone:])
has not paid off:)

Now she is so completely over. Goodbye school!

mood: horny Absolutely!