flashback. i'm sitting in the examination hall with a reduced number of students and exercise book paper to write on. everyone is feverently writing their chinese essays but i'm stuck on the second page. 250 words more to go and its PENS DOWN.it feels like 1 hour too short and i break out in cold sweat.
flip back to english examinations, where the exam hall suddenly becomes a graded drama lesson and i have no idea what the fuck is going on. macbeth, lighting, stage directions?? i studied grapes and handmaid's and one day!
iamgoingtofail.
I DO and i bite mr millichamp or try to, when he says, now now no biting of teachers.
i'm running out of the examination hall (which miraculously zaps itself back)and kimmy is running after me
someone quotes some dumbass chengyuo like ling shi bao fu jiao and i wake up.
