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As you may be aware, I have had to exert an almighty effort to revise for numerous exams, because I am prone to “nercrastination. But, I can confirm to you that I have come through the last 3 exams mentally stable! Well, as mentally stable as an over-obsessing, mild-hypochondriac teenager/whiney man-child can.
I’ve knuckled down and eaten several (yes, several!) hours of revision time in the last month or so, and with 2 left I feel its safe to remove the extra underwear!

So, after much “nercrastination” (procrastination and nerves) I have managed to get through 60% of my Year 10 exams without the need for an extra pair of boxers. (Y)

Ooh, and one more thing before I go off and leap with “joy” (hint the sarcasm?). I don’t actually worry about “touching cloth” (look it up) in the midst of exams, ’tis just an expression.

Toodles,
Fluffbiscuit (aka Ryan Nibloe).
x

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

Hopefully this will be of more interest to anybody reading.

Keep looking good!

Fluffbiscuit