So for the next half hour everyone was trying to find out who graded their paper and thenceforth their grade.
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| YES! I PASSED!! Erm... no... I graded Sam's..sorry. | |
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| Hey! Are you Brooke Haidinger? You got a 91. Did you have my paper? Huh? Huh? Huh?! | |
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Even though the teacher TOLD us that everyone passed except for two people that she later talked to, Vick was freaking out and shaking like crazy. She really could have used some caffiene, but no.
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| OH MY GOD I FAIIIIIIILED!!! | |
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| Dude. Chill. The teacher held back those two people that failed. | |
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So I told my neighbors...and they freaked out. I left out the part where it would be about nine months till I get my permit...
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| I'm going to be driving soon... MWAHAHAHA | |
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