Schein, Schein, Everywhere a Schein

 Last day of my first day of the week classes celebration! Pointy triangle hats and noise makers for everyone!

It should have been a monumental day, I even woke up and thought about putting on nice cloths to go to the class before I thought how silly that would be and put on ripped jeans and a worn-in long sleeved t-shirt just to spite my pomp and circumstance-spiced morning.

Who gets up and plans a wardrobe? Not this kid! 

Wasn't really sure what to expect and it's a good thing I didn't wear my un-patched clothes because we actually had class. How silly would I have looked? A real class on the last day of my first day of the week classes. Aw, man.
At the end we did get our Schein stating that we passed the class and I successfully did pass a German course. I also managed to control my reflex of instinctively sprouting up and shouting, "1,0. Eat it, Wenches!" (German grades go by numbers with one being the highest.) Even though the grade was giving by participation and one test, I rocked that class participation with the best of the them.

So, hooray for little sheets of paper that boost your confidence. What's the best is that I get one tomorrow and the day after that too.