CAHSEE testing
Took the California High School Exit Exam. Hot stuff.
Mr. Santi: *to boy* Just leave your test on the corner of the table. I'll guard it. *points to Robert* With his life.
Mr. Santi: *finds a squeaky spot in the floor* ... *squeaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueak* ... This could get really annoying. *grin* *squeaksqueaksqueak*
Mr. Santi: *smirk* Nono. You need a pencil with a lot of eraser.
Mr. Santi: *yells across yard* Daniel! How you doing on the test? *pause* We want to pass it this year!
Mr. Santi: *across yard* Hey! That's my coffee cup! Where was it? *pause* In your office? That's a good place for it. ... Did you fill it up for me?!
Girl: ... Well fuck.
Mr. Santi: Don't cuss in front of me.
Girl: I mean-- shit!
Mr. Santi: *cracks up*
Mr. Santi: *to boy* Just leave your test on the corner of the table. I'll guard it. *points to Robert* With his life.
Mr. Santi: *finds a squeaky spot in the floor* ... *squeaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueak* ... This could get really annoying. *grin* *squeaksqueaksqueak*
Mr. Santi: *smirk* Nono. You need a pencil with a lot of eraser.
Mr. Santi: *yells across yard* Daniel! How you doing on the test? *pause* We want to pass it this year!
Mr. Santi: *across yard* Hey! That's my coffee cup! Where was it? *pause* In your office? That's a good place for it. ... Did you fill it up for me?!
Girl: ... Well fuck.
Mr. Santi: Don't cuss in front of me.
Girl: I mean-- shit!
Mr. Santi: *cracks up*