...part drei

... so I ended up falling asleep instead of studying like a good girl. I was so tired and I figured it was better for me to get sleep to wane down my rage. As an afterthought, it was the right choice.


Yesterday, I went to the school over lunch to take the placement test. It was hard! but not as hard as the test at Prolog, the other school I went to. I thought I did OK. They told me I could take an hour but I needed to get back to the Büro so I only took 30 (and I've always been a fast test taker, I don't believe in checking my answers). They called me shortly after to give me the results.


Here's an interjection of Berlin life: One of the more complicated things is dialing a phone number. For example, my number is 0160 3611 757 but if you're calling from outside Berlin or a landline, you should dial 30 16 03 61 17 57 or maybe, if you're calling from the US it's 00 49 30 160 3611 757. or maybe it's none of these because I am still not sure about how it works. In conclusion, e-mail me.


So the school called me but I missed it and my coworker tried to tell me how to use the phone and just when I thought I had it figured out it didn't work. Yes, I could have used redial but where's the learning opportunity with that? Eventually, the school called back. The lady on the phone wanted to talk to me in German. I had a nice little conversation with her about my life in Berlin. At the end of the conversation, she told me I couldn't take the more advanced class. That means I did not pass the test. The other problem is that the more advanced class is full. I think they would have been more generous with letting me sit in that class and be a dunce if there was an open seat. She suggested I go back to beginner for one more evening and if I really can't stand it maybe we can work something out. 


I went back to class tonight. We learned the numbers from 11-100. I poked my eye with a pencil. Next up: Write the school an email and get the heck out of there!