Fluffbiscuit- blogger's nightmare

Sitting on the blog…

So, here’s the deal-io…

It’s Sunday, and two dreaded Science exams are sitting menacingly around the corner, the very thought of which are pushing my bowel movements out too quickly. Yup, I’m in a morbid mood so please excuse me.

Half term has been a much appreciated, albeit brief break from exams and revising. The lack of a routine has helped me relax, as the school week is very, very repetitive.
I’ve found plenty of time to waste hours with some of my best friends. There’s the usual suspects: wannabe musician and all-round weirdo Ben, borderline-technoholic Harry and pintsize-oddball Charlotte.
Of course, the conversation never went any further than chanting lyrics about “The Mail” and very concerning, random outbursts from Ben (weirdo number one).

With my deeply disturbing smile coating my inner shell, little electrical nerves are starting to surface a little. (I realise that last sentence made me sound like an M+M, but oh well) A chink in my well-toned armour, if you will.

I’m not too worried over Science, but I’m more concerned about the exams and events to follow. The thought of performing my German oral (haha) exam makes me quiver in my hip, urban shoes. I can imagine it now…

“Wie ist das Wetter?”
how is the weather?

“Ich habe einen Hose-schlangen, und es war sehr heiß.”
I have several trouser snakes and it was very hot.

My examiner’s horrified facial expression would just about sum up what is poised to be a dreadful oral exam.

If my parents ever give me a reassuring talk, they’re usually bound to use the term “stick in there” too many times..
(obviously that’s a load of bullshit)

So, with nerves driving me to madness, will I be driven to the point where I loudly defecate all over myself like Will McKenzie in the Inbetweeners? Only time will tell.
To everyone, I bid you adieu, and especially if you’re going through GCSE exam-related stress at the moment, I wish you all good luck .

Toodles,
Fluffbiscuit. xx