Today, I fucked up... by having explosive diarrhea during the SAT
Alright, this wasn’t today but last Thursday at about 10:00 am.
I was taking the SAT for the second time in order to improve my score. Now, my father did everything he could to prepare me, such as paying for a tutor and making me breakfast the morning of.
So for breakfast I had ‘Malt 'o Meal,’ which is almost the same as oatmeal but smaller pieces. That combined with milk and bread turned out to not be a good idea.
During a math section in the SAT, I feel this horrible pressure building up inside of me. It’s not your normal I feel a solid poop coming, it’s powerful and I have to clench extra hard to prevent any liquid from leaking. Also, remember I was trying to answer hard math questions while doing this was happening.
You arn’t allowed to leave the room before the section was over, so I had to tough it out. This goes on for about five minutes before I try to fart a bit to help relieve the pressure. Big mistake.
I let out a fast squirt of liquid shit that sounded like the gush of a squirt gun. Two people plus the examiner looked in my direction and wondered that the fuck happened. I tried to pretend like nothing happened but then I felt it dripping down my leg.
I tried to cover up the mess, however some guy next to me that I didn’t know saw, and said “What the hell is that dude.” Most people in the room stop to see what’s going on.
This is where the worst part happens. I freak out trying to make it stop dripping but release more in the process. A whole hose like stream comes out of my ass as I get up and run to the door. The door was locked.
I just put my head in my arm and leaned against the wall while the lady unlocked the door, disgusted.
Les Amis Teacher AU where Enjolras is a poli-science teacher and Grantaire is that substitute teacher who always shows up to teach literally every subject, from arts to sports, and everyone just loves him. One time someone thought he was the caretaker (because lbr, he does look like one) and spend three hours fixing the sinks in the bathroom after some 8th graders thought it was a nice idea to clog them with toilette paper. And he pretends like nothing he does is ‘a big deal anyway’ and it’s infuriating and he always shows up when Enjolras last expects it so he can’t even… mentally prepare.
Like he can go and look for a history book for his class on the development of democracy and there’s Grantaire teaching 8th graders about the French Revolution and even the 8th graders are quiet and listen and Enjolras just… stares for a minute and then because…. Why is he so good at everything?! (And always talking so much with his hands which are beautiful hands and NOT THE POINT) And he returns to his class in a daze until one girl raises her hand like, ‘Monsieur Enjolras, didn’t you want to go get a book?’
when people say art is an easy subject…yeaah ha h a id like to see u try spend years working on a subject that has no answers, going into everything w no idea what ur doing, sitting a 15hr, 3 day long exam only to produce somerhing u want to throw in the bin…