I thought exams were supposed to be quiet.
Okay, next problem. If x varies indirectly to y, and y equals... Oh god. I don't know this at all, and I haven't even finished reading the question. Shit, 26 more minutes. Make that 25. Okay, I'll just move on to the next problem. Jill left for school at 7:00am at the rate of 15mph. Joe left half an hour later than her moving at the rate of 20mph. How long will it take for Joe to reach Jill? Oh shit. Back to the last question. What did she say about direct and indirect variations? Is that even the name of the question? Hm, I'll just guess... (2, 3) sounds like a good enough answer.
Ew, that kid on the end is standing up again. He really doesn't smell good. God, does the girl behind me know how annoying her foot tapping is? Ahck, and the chick next to me really could learn to chew with her mouth shut. Stupid gum chewers. I'll just circle a random answer for this problem... 3 more minutes.
I stand up to turn in my test and I grab a cookie. 3 more minutes until freedom.
"And... okay, those of you who are DONE with your tests, you may--" she began. And then everyone starts to rustle their stuff.
"You may QUIETLY leave the room. Have a good summer," she adds. I can't help but agree and smile at her, because it's done.
I'm completed another year. I'm still alive, and I'm done. 3 whole months of freedom.
So why do I feel so sad?
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