When In Germany,

...do as the Germans do and aufschieben. That isn't really specific to Germans, I think every college student procrastinates their work.

The problem in Germany is that your grades don't come from two or three exams, participation, discussion questions, and homework. It's just a Referat. Those are one giant presentation during a class in which you pick a topic relating to the subject on the first day of class, become a master in that topic, and formulate a speech long enough to teach the class for an entire period. That's how courses are set up here for the most part. The students teach the students. Cheap, simple, zen.

The side effects of Referat may include: hives, sweaty palms, headache, and fast or irregular heart beat. Oh, also procrastination. That's a big one.

It doesn't help that I'm a bit socially awkward. 

This is me in a nutshell.

I've always been an "old soul", whereas I prefer the term "mature". Going to college just kind of amplifies my awareness of that, especially in situations where since I can't communicate and my actions are screaming louder than my words.
Last night, I did act my age I suppose. It had been a rough day for some friends here and we decided to go out on a whim, and get a beer. Usually when this happens I just tag along and play the fifth wheel, but this time was different.

The place was literally a hole in the wall, (the hole was covered by a curtain) and walking in I got the feeling it was someones house. It was busy, which only took twenty people, because it was only one living room sized room with six tables in it. Kind of reminded me of TGI-Fridays style, only without being tacky because instead of fishing poles and ski shoes on the wall there was caricatures of Karl Marx. How classy.
Two guys were just playing a violin and guitar and being gypsy-like. I was told they kind of just go around from bar to bar and play for some cash. We stayed for one beer and headed back home. Everyone had to be up early the next morning. Lame? Maybe. Fun? Definitely. Good company, good tunes, good vibes, and better yet, they had my favorite beer along with a twenty cent rideable Mario on the walk back.

Not so bad, I guess.