Exams are evil

Our teacher wasn’t even THERE for the exam! And half the questions I didn’t know what to do with and the other half I couldn’t figure out how we were supposed to show our work. Math. Eugh.

I don’t even get to go home until 5:30! At least I have my music and a book. I think I’m gonna get dragged into doing mock-trials with Bridget. Somebody left just before their first game. I don’t mind though. I wanted to do it in the first place, but no, I had to wait for that flaky writer woman who never materialized. Geez.

I want bread and butter. Yum.

Ahm bored.

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