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...Sigh, where to begin.

So, this morning, all of year 11 were called into the sports hall.

(We couldn't go into the auditorium, because all the desks are set up for exams in there...)

So we went in, and we were given timetables.

We're actually allowed study leave now - but we HAVE to come in for revision sessions.

And looking at this, because I still have four exams left, I'm only going to have like three days of study leave.

One day is tomorrow, which I'm happy about.

After today, I don't want to do anything else for a long as possible period of time.

Periods 1 and 2, we had English revision for the exam on the afternoon.

I understand all the poems, so I filled out my sheets really fast, and played some hangman with Nazia.

All of my words were one after another, and they all seemed to spell a sentence:

"Hiya Nazia"

"Eat your yam"

"Change My Pants"

"Catawampus"

Yeah, I found it amusing. :)

Then I started picking dodgy words like ANTIDISESTABLISHMENTARISM and PULCHRITUDE.

Then I wasn't sure if I'd actually spelt pulchritude right, so I asked madam - we were on a break, so it wasn't like we were meant to be doing anything.

She said I had spelt it right, because the page said: "P u l c _ r i _ u d e", so she knew what it was.

Then she asked me what it meant, and I didn't know. I knew the origin of it - Latin - but I didn't know the meaning.

So she brought out the consise dictionary and looked it up.

Pulchritude means outstanding beauty, apparently.

For the rest of the revision session, I got a piece of paper and wrote down all of my favourite words - most of them, very lengthly - then I looked through the dictionary, finding new ones.

I'll list them. I have my sheet next to me. :)

...I STILL FUCKING WANT TO!