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Monday, June 21, 2004
Has Mrs Thompson got a complex or what?!
OMG
Mrs Thompson, not dappy Mrs T, the music teacher, Mrs Thompson the “do not bring tippex or corrector pens into the exam room as your answers may have been tampered with” woman.
*cough someones got a complex*
As many of you taking exams in the afternoon may be aware, there was a huge fuck off storm in the afternoon. Pouring rain, rumbling thunder, streaks of lightning. And we were standing in it. We were sent out to “line up” when she lost her temper (as she does 98% of the time) Those of us out first were feebly trying to stand under the eaves of the building, pushing ourselves into the walls desperately. The remainder of us were left stranded to wait until our names were called. Unluckily for me. I am a W. (or a Wo lol Emmaroon)
We were not happy bunnies.
I mean, thinking about it, a week ago, when the sun was shining and we were in a haze of heat and sunshine, we would never have believed that we would be put through what we were today. I wouldn’t even have been able to imagine the scene. Huddling under a tree while the lightning flashed and the thunder boomed above us. Whilst crying and complaining, cursing Mrs Thompson whilst she tried to shout over the noise of the thunder and complaining about our hair getting messed. Nope, never would have believed that I would be in this position.
It was like something out of a movie. Except there’s no Spiderman to come out of nowhere so I can pull down his mask and….
*sigh*
ps Tomoro- Swimming at Noon (ish) Meet at the Vale and someone bring a football for afterwards! I sense a mahoosive guys v girls match... Oh dear god, a fiver says i fall over again...
Mrs Thompson, not dappy Mrs T, the music teacher, Mrs Thompson the “do not bring tippex or corrector pens into the exam room as your answers may have been tampered with” woman.
*cough someones got a complex*
As many of you taking exams in the afternoon may be aware, there was a huge fuck off storm in the afternoon. Pouring rain, rumbling thunder, streaks of lightning. And we were standing in it. We were sent out to “line up” when she lost her temper (as she does 98% of the time) Those of us out first were feebly trying to stand under the eaves of the building, pushing ourselves into the walls desperately. The remainder of us were left stranded to wait until our names were called. Unluckily for me. I am a W. (or a Wo lol Emmaroon)
We were not happy bunnies.
I mean, thinking about it, a week ago, when the sun was shining and we were in a haze of heat and sunshine, we would never have believed that we would be put through what we were today. I wouldn’t even have been able to imagine the scene. Huddling under a tree while the lightning flashed and the thunder boomed above us. Whilst crying and complaining, cursing Mrs Thompson whilst she tried to shout over the noise of the thunder and complaining about our hair getting messed. Nope, never would have believed that I would be in this position.
It was like something out of a movie. Except there’s no Spiderman to come out of nowhere so I can pull down his mask and….
*sigh*
ps Tomoro- Swimming at Noon (ish) Meet at the Vale and someone bring a football for afterwards! I sense a mahoosive guys v girls match... Oh dear god, a fiver says i fall over again...
