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[mondo_bongo]

Guys...
Um...omg ... school is like...tomorrow. i mean.
no break until march. i mean...exams in three weeks.
*breath*
im scared.

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[daneais]

You're scared?
I'm Daniel.
Hi.

[necro_kitten]

actually, exams in less than 3 weeks.
theres like 13 days of school.

But think of it this way, exam week sort of is a break.
You finish up your exams, and relax for a bit.
Unless of course you're unfortunate enough to have one last day.

But then it's second semester, which wont be as stressful, at least to start.
March break, Easter weekend, Victoria day weekend, SUMMER!

The moral of the story is, second semester runs a lot smoother than first.
But man... The next 13 or so days are gonna be hell.

[bob2134]

Instead of writing our exams let's just party all week.

[necro_kitten]

Hah, that sounds like it could end badly.
But on a more reasonable scale...
We'll just have an end of exam party!

[bob2134]

We'll have to have a party Friday night to celebrate the exams we wrote on Thursday. Then another on Saturday to celebrate the end of the semester. Another Sunday to celebrate Saturday's. And one on Wednesday to celebrate all the exams being over. So we need 4 houses, give or take a house. I would volunteer mine but there's a resident pervert (my brother) and crazy yelling bald man, so that cna only end badly.

[queen_roxanne]

Let's boycott school!

[mondo_bongo]

im in. now we just neeed all of thornhill to do the same.

[russianvanilla]

uhh,, exams :|

[mondo_bongo]

On another note, sam is right, lets have an YEY EXAMS ARE FINISHED PARTY!...with potential booze. We need a house. Who's with me?

[amazing_adam]

And I quote:

"...lets have an YEY EXAMS ARE FINISHED PARTY!...with potential booze. We need a house... me?"
-Anna

Whoo! Party at Anna's!

[mondo_bongo]

lol good editing skills. although my house has good couches and all...the basement is not finished yet! cuz my dad is doing it cuz he has an ego the size of texas. god knows when my basement will be finished.

[necro_kitten]

Hah, sounds like my dad

"dad, I need a new bed"
"I'll make you one"
"No... Please jusy buy a bed where the matress doesn't fall off"
"I'll make it!"

a million years later.

Or the time he took away my drawers and mirror and shit.
And I STILL have nothing to put my clothes in.
That was like... grade 9.