"Blow Job is better than no job"...?

The title is a slogan I read on a 13 year old boy's hoodie today at school, in English. Offended would be the wrong word...I didn't find it 'offensive' exactly (actually thought it was quite funny) but I did wonder if this kid's parents knew what it meant and didn't mind him parading around with that written on him. If they don't know...lol. If they do...even more lol.

At school I still do minimal work, chat a bit of English, talk some poorly structured German to teachers and generally walk around between lessons trying to look like I know where I'm going. I don't really have a place to go at break times and I'm starting to wish the school was smaller. There are Lehrerzimmers in every building, but each Lehrer has an assigned place; I don't, because I'm not a Lehrer. And every time I've walked into one of these rooms, I've had most people ask something to the effect of 'yes, can I help you?' because no one knows who I am.

My mentor said she would call me yesterday to see how I'm getting on, but she didn't; cue same crushing feeling of rejection I got from being stood up for lesson planning time by 3 teachers in one day last week. My school don't seem that bothered about what I'm doing, therefore I'm not that bothered either. This job is easier than I imagined.

Actual job aside, I decided today that I am proud of myself. I have lived in Germany for nearly 3 weeks now and I don't want to go home yet. Being the youngest (associated character traits: irresponsible and attention-seeking...sounds about right), I get the impression my family don't really think of me as an adult; e.g. when I told my sister I was going to Hamburg for a few days in the summer with my friends, she asked if an adult was going with us. But maybe after living abroad for a year I will have successfully convinced her (and myself) I am actually a real person now. I'm off to Rewe to buy milk; I think it's pronounced ray-vay, but I prefer calling it rew-a. It's nice weather outside, maybe I can finally wear my leopard-print sunglasses. Yay.

Dora.
xxx