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Exams are over. Year Eleven is over. Done and done! *cheers* I went out on a high note today by failing chemistry. I kid you not. I failed and I am perfectly happy about it.
I don't see the point in passing an exam when I am merely going to drop the subject in three weeks anyway. Does anyone else agree with me? I don't much mind, either way. I'm happy with myself.
So... I decided that since I was going to drop chem and in all reasonable probability fail the exam anyway, I did absolutely jack-all study. (I'm saying jack-all a lot lately, it's a Kearney thing) So I walked into the exam today, did really badly, and had a fabulous time.
I then wasted a good half hour by going out to work and finally asking Hayley about certain rumours that were going around. I do not like being talked about, and when Heidi told me that Hayls had told everyone, well. It was a bit strange 'cause Hayls just wouldn't do that.
And she didn't. She doesn't know who did, but she promises it wasn't her. Then she asked me that same question that Heidi asked yesterday, and that Stacey, Camille and Bec asked this morning:
"Shouldn't you be at school?"
Even when I explained I had exams, they didn't believe me. Am I really that "mischevious" as my mother puts it, not to be trusted? *is hurt*
Going out tomorrow night. *cheers*
Ok, I have a really wierd question. My counsellor says that to get in touch with myself again, I have to ask my friends who I am. So could every please comment and tell me
a) who you think I am, and
b) who do I belong to? (as in friends, parents, people, etc)
Thanks.
PS: Cheeseburgers are NOT a breakfast food. Last time I try to replace breakfast with one of those.