Yesterday was my last day of school for another two weeks. We just happened to get our tests back and I am proud to say that I got a 2 and a 2+!!! A 2 equals a B in America... I am also proud to say that I did better than some others in the class, who, by the way, have been speaking German their whole lives. Wooo!
Now, I have to tell you about the most bizarre thing that may have ever happened to me...
So I was on the train coming home from school completely minding my own business and reading my book (The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, which is fabulous). This man pointed to the seat next to me, aluding to the fact that he wants to sit there... so I said yea and he sat down, and I could have sworn that he said "thanks" as compared to "danke."
Then, he turns to me and asks, "Do you speak English?" I was a little excited because I know how frustrating it can be, and sometimes you just want someone to help you out in a language that you can speak. So of course I said, "Yea of course!" ...Mistake number 1...
He went to ask if the train went to Bremerhaven and and then starting asking me questions as to why I was in Germany and such. I found out he's from Egypt and is getting his PhD in engineering... So far, no big deal, just a normal awkward conversation with a stranger on public transportation.
Then he asks, "How old are you?"
"22."
"What?! No way, I would give you at most 15."
"Nope, 22." Creep.
Then a little bit of awkward silence....
"Can I see your hand?"
"What." Why on Earth is this man asking for my hand?
"Can I see your hand?"
"Umm okay..." So then I held up my hand and was waving it around, totally weirded out... Mistake number 2...
"No I mean your other hand."
"Okay." Mistake number 3...
Then, he took my hand and proceeded to palm read my hand. I'm not joking. It took everything inside me not to burst out laughing right then and there!
"Ooooh yea, this is why you look so young. See here? This is your life line... and it's really long."
"Oh."
"It runs in your family."
"Okay."
"Oooooh and your really intelligent."
"Oh." (Duh, I just got 2 2's on my test)
"And you have all these thoughts in your head, but you can't organize them."
"Is that so..."
"And you have negative thoughts in your head."
"Really." (Sorry man, but I may be one the least negative people you may come across in your life...)
"Your're going to need to be really organized in the next step of your life."
"Hm."
"Oh, and do you drink enough water. You need to drink at least 2 liters a day."
"I know."
"And wait a second... do you have physical problems?"
"What?"
"Like here..." And then he touched my back. A stranger was holding my hand and touching my back on the train...
"Yea well I guess I have back problems."
He went on to tell me other things about my life and how I shouldn't be negative and how I need to be more organized. I can't believe I had a psychic Egyptian engineer read my palm on the train. Now I know why they tell you not to talk to strangers... because they're strange.