Juliaaar!
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title: School. Well. Today was the day that all of yr 11 handed in their dreaded English stories. I noticed that during lunch, there was frantic double-checking of papers, along with almost everyone wanting someone to check their work. I don’t quite understand why we do that. It’s not like we can whip out a computer and magically retype the entire story before period 8. It also frustrates me when people ask ‘Oi. Did you write your story’. How am I meant to respond to that? ‘Oh shizz. I forgot that it’s due today ==’ Of course I did it! Geez.’
What else is annoying me is bio. Ms teacher-with-an-annoying-name-that-is-really-weird-and-has-a-bajillion-consonants-in-it treats us like 7 year olds. Hopefully, she’ll get over it. But, at the moment it’s really annoying because we’re not seven, and we do actually know things. Harhar. Anyway. I gotta go. English ext. homework awaits! :| xxJ |
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