Five weeks have passed since Mardi Gras break, and tomorrow is the day when the students can finally go home (or at least somewhere other than our building) for a well-deserved break. As I am sitting in my office writing an assignment for class, two students are on a couch stressing about calculus. Referring to her earlier British literature homework, one of them just said,
"Earlier, I took like...a twenty minute poop. I was just like, 'My stomach hurts really bad right now, but this is way better than reading that stupid poem.' That was my train of thought."
Welcome to the mind of a delirious pooping high school girl at a school for gifted and talented students.
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