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The last week had to be stressfull I guess….at wednesday, I wrote my final english exam and on friday (that means yesterday) I wrote paedagogics. We now have “centralized” tests in all subjects that are chosen by the high payed civil-servants in Düsseldorf. Not even our teacher knows what exercises are chosen. But first things first…
Well our “Officer-in-Command” Jürgen (It’s the hillarious guy with the grey hair that poses with me on the photo where I look like a retard) decided that we only had to go to the subjects which are in our “Abitur”. So the last week before the last week was chosen for a motto-week by the leading congress of my class. The mottos were:
Monday: Sporty
Tuesday: 50’s and 60’s
Wednesday: Beach Party
Thursday: Black & White
Friday: Pyjama Party
On monday…I forgot that there was the motto week…at tuesday I didn’t know what to wear because I didn’t want to wear gay jeans with gay shirts (and I don’t have such shit!) Wednesday was great! I chose the most abnormal and even typical German tourist outfit…a carmouflage pant with flip flops (Asiletten, not the asian shoes!) and a funny hat combined with gay sunglasses. I was prepared for the war! 
I damn looked like a retard…but Schulze also was the hit with his german-fag-towel…this passage I use to remember to Schulze, which was one of the funniest guys I ever met. Unfortanetly his permit for the Abitur-exam was refused because he had his seventh “deficit” in math, which is the automatic exit in the german Abitur. Goodbye Mate!

As you can see, we all looked like retards…but this was the whole point of this week. By the way Katrin? If you discover your photos on my page, sorry I stole them perkily from your page! I hope you don’t sue me!
Well, on Thursday (Black & White) I came in my rioter outfit…all in black with a black cap and a scarf under the nose..perfectly prepared for genua. But I don’t have any photos about this. At this day I had my last german lesson, which was entertaining because our teacher is also a retarding idiot…last time I saw him in lesson…It was party time…
Also we had our last sport-lesson with our favourite teacher, Schlani…he is young and has got passion in his job. He made us sweat like shit in his sport lessons and we also met the Skihall in Neuss, where I learned to Ski…we got a special present for him, because of his favour for pink underwear he got a sporty pant from us.

Well the guy gave me 10 points…which is a 2-….not bad for sitting around and talking bullshit and making fun of everbody, which I did about half a year.
Well, I liked sports…it was fun and always something different…even if it was late in the afternoon (Regulary on monday 16:30 - 18:00 and Thursday 16:30 - 18:00) I felt entertained and I learned something about sport.
So, on friday was pyjama party…I had pair of awful pants which I use sometimes for sleeping (usually I sleep in underwear) but it was so freaking cold out there, that I put on my normal pants. I was even slottering with them on the way to school.

Here you can se Stephanie, the british drunkard in our school which had one of the best “costumes”. Also her cuddly toy was cool, and also her inspirating dress. I used this photo without permission of her, so don’t be upset Stephi!
Also other people joined the pyjama party…as you can see it was a good party with many guests.

Here you can see my last stolen pic from Katrin…don’t try to sue me, I’m represented by DENNY CRANE!
So, the last week was chilling…I only had english, biologics, paedagogics and social science…we repeated the shit over and over, and in english we did a topic which the other advanced course did for 2 months in 10 minutes (post-colonialsism)
On friday, our last school day was there and we got our permission to attain the final exam.
How they went on I will tell you in my next blog!
Stephan
["If liberty means anything at all it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear!"]