I had my first maths exam today. While challenging, I have to say, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Considering the fact that I got 54/240 marks in my maths mocks in November, I don't have much to beat, if we're talking in terms of personal satisfaction. Afterwards, my teacher let us have sweets in class (yes, I had a maths lesson after my maths exam. Two, in fact, so I had maths for four bloody hours today) because she's nice like that. She's a good teacher, but also very nice, so that's sick. Anyways, after eating two Maoams, a boy on my table produced a bar of Lindt chocolate he didn't want from his bag and gave half of it to me, and the other half to the boy sat opposite me. So, yeah... I feel very fat today. I don't know how much I weigh exactly, but I feel grody.
Anyways, I don't remember how, but somehow, the conversation that the boy opposite me and I were having ultimately led to me saying to him "Women don't get boners. They get lady boners", and what should I hear next, but my teacher saying "Oh, my God". I turned around, and she was standing right behind me, probably cringing like mad.
Anyways, I don't remember how, but somehow, the conversation that the boy opposite me and I were having ultimately led to me saying to him "Women don't get boners. They get lady boners", and what should I hear next, but my teacher saying "Oh, my God". I turned around, and she was standing right behind me, probably cringing like mad.