yes, this is 12:22 pm, no i did not bunk school, and yes i did do my exam. and now i'm back. very odd. i went to school solely to do one exam - english.

i literally sat there, watching the clock, drinking water and chewing my pen. amy was saying to me in the car, "why weren'y you writing?" and mad just went, "i watched you drink, how much did you do?" actually we did about the same - a third of what everyone else wrote. these people wrote 10 pages and asked for more paper. we were just looking at each other incredulously.

in mad's words, bollocks abosolute bollocks. when was there an issue of prejudice in "reports" by U A Fanthorpe?

we had to write a speech about bullying and we knew nothing about it, so i wrote something like: "don't suffer in silence!" and half the time i wrote 'bulling' and had to go back and correct it.

the only thing i knew about was "black boy", cos i had a lengthy telephone conversation with amy about it last night. somehow i managed to put in "animalistic glee", which others think is gonna give me an A*, but in my humble opinion is about as appropriate as karen asking "what's an iambic pentameter?" seconds before she gave out the paper.

and no, the exam had no shakespeare in it. that hell would be next friday.

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th since 5th october 2001