Taking that traumatic Statistics exam earlier this afternoon, I was like: "You're screwed this time, dude". My computations looked like meaningless numbers ('cause to me, they were really meaningless numbers), my graphs looked like horrible doodles. Cat Pig, my genius pet pig, was nowhere to be found. Yup, I was hopeless.
Until the angelic bell from the far heavens sang its magical song. Say what???
LOL. Yeah, the school bell rang and the whole class knew we were safe. Thing is, it wasn't time to go home yet. Our Statistics subject wasn't scheduled to finish until an hour and thirty minutes, so this sorta confused everybody. But when we heard that the school bell was ringing a lot longer than usual, things finally made sense. THEY WERE CANCELLING CLASSES!
Isn't that one of the best news you can hear anywhere? Everyone was so happy, we let out a very loud scream that shattered the already-shattered hallways. Seconds after the saving bell, we were up from our seats and off to our own homes.
The best part is: our exam is now a take-home exam. Which means... I'll be punishing Cat Pig for not helping me out by making him do everything on this exam. YEY. I love it when exams turn into homework. Thank you, non-existent storm that cancelled my classes, thank you. :)
P.S. Wanna see the bell that saved me from some academic failure? Here it is:
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