Went to the Probearbeit today. Between 3 pm and 4 pm I was filing a black plastic thing into a square. I have no idea what that was for. Couldn't understand that well because of the language barrier. I was afraid to ask when they kept mentioning not to be.
In the morning we were sorting Anträge. Mailing sth. Throwing away boxes.
I wanted to go home after taking my break. I wanted to go home because I was making too much noise.
I feel like shit. The iwannakmsiwannadie feeling is here.
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