Dear alright, so you guys know the teacher, Mrs. Fleeger, the one I hate? We'll let me tell you what happened in her class today.
I was in a group right? Well, her class is science, so hehehe.
Anywho, we were doing a little experiment, and it was a rocket type thing.
We were supposed to put the rocket-type-thing upside down, but instead we put it upright.
I wasn't paying attention, and it went off.
My exact words were "oh my goodness! I just almost had a heart attack!"
My group laughed, but Mrs. Fleeger wasn't amused.
So, she took up the rest of the class time, talking about how 'you need to read the instructions first, then read them as you go.'
Bleh. Mrs. Fleeger is a *this word is censored due to some people not liking cuss words*.
I meant to post this earlier, but I didn't.
Well, I'm gonna read now.
Trinity Out.
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