Firstly I would like to apologise to any regular readers for two things: firstly the grumpiness of yesterday’s page, and secondly the grumpiness of the page you are about to read.
Well today I had biology which went rather well, and I am absolutely chuffed. Despite sitting right at the front, I felt very comfortable and managed to finish the paper, thankfully without much time to spare.
 HOWEVER!
Before all this, I was in the school library with friends working on biology. Now, since I had insufficient revision material, I required the ability to be able to communicate with those around me. Unfortunately, and in spite of the librarian’s apparent expectations, I don’t know Morse code, so I had to actually…SPEAK to my peers (that’s right, ladies, there’s a rebel in me).
 I obviously took care to whisper not to disturb anyone else, but still the librarian insisted on coming over and having a stiff word (a.k.a. Librarian Hissie Fit). So I continued my work until she distracted me by saying
“every time I’ve looked at you so far you’ve been talking”
Now if she had an IQ in triple digits, she’d be able to work out that if she stopped looking at me, the problem would be solved and everyone would be happy, but she insists on perving on her facility’s  ’customers’ like a paedophilic grocer arranging the cucumbers in a suggestive way. I took the time to see what exactly she was so busy doing; what I was distracting her from. As it turns out, she just sits there doing loads of important, complicated…..fuck all. It’s been established to me…librarians are just book-obsessive supply teachers who tried to do something with their lives but crashed and burned like Madonna’s dignity.

Once again, apologies.
Peace.