This morning I woke up with pink eye & I'm pissed. I missed the breakfast feast Mrs. Minzenmayer prepared for my whole biology class bc I was uninformed. Upon entering the testing area Mrs. Farqaur the counselor, better known as evil minion of AP tests starts yelling at me. First I put my backpack in the wrong place, then apparently God assigned me the number "2" & I'm, supposed to know to sit there. Then my purse cannot possibly be under my desk & before I can say "can I get my pencil & pen?" she starts barking some more about following directions when I just walked in! I start to place my bottle of water on the table & a horrible scream informs me that I should have known that water must only go on the floor & that I'm not listening intently enough to her instructions. I couldn't help but cry & I felt like an idiot in the very front as she stared me in the face without the slightest bit of concern. Mrs. Behrens has met her match.