This is just fucking ridiculous.
There was a Latin mock GCSE test in the gym today, and I don't even like Latin to begin with because it's not going to help me in the future. Despite this, my parents made sure to make me do the Latin GCSEs. Fun
So me and some others walk over there, and the teacher says I can bring bags into the test, but not coats. She tells me to go and drop it off in the medical room, and I set off.
I get to the medical room, and the teacher tells me to use my locker. I tell him that idiotic brats have been messing around with the locker numbers since last year and I no longer know my locker's specific location (and I forgot it's number). He ignores everything I say and tells me to use my locker.
So I go to the top floor of this building in the back where some of the lockers, including mine, are. Since I have no idea where to start, I just get out my locker key and try it on most of the lockers. No luck.
By an insane amount of miracles, I remember my locker number, and go to it (thankfully this locker section managed to stay numerical in the right order), and I put the key in... and it won't even go in. The lock is damaged and someone stuck a pin in it. SO OUT OF THE 1000 LOCKERS IN THE SCHOOL, IT'S MY LOCKER THAT JUST HAPPENS TO BE THE ONE WITH THE DAMAGED LOCK.
I go back to the medical room, and of course, NOW they're fine with me leaving my coat here.
The teacher sees me in the hallway and hurries me over to the gym... where I'm told that because this is a mock exam, I can bring bags and coats in. SO AFTER ALL THAT TIME GETTING A PLACE TO PUT MY COAT AWAY BECAUSE I WAS TOLD I COULDNT BRING IT IN, I GO BACK AND I'M TOLD I WAS ALLOWED TO BRING MY COAT IN!
So I start the Latin exam 15 minutes later than everyone else, and apparently I have to do the paper with a black pen... and of course, I have a blue pen. So one of the staff gives me a black pen, and I start writing... the pen barely works. I have to write very hard in order to leave some traces of the words that could be LEGIBLE, so now I'm worried that I might get a 0. Then I open the paper, and all my revision is put to waste because now a new bunch of words I've never seen before pop up. So I go through the first half of the paper with random guessing, and then I turn to the back page... where a giant vocabulary list is waiting. THANKS A FUCKING LOT, THAT WAS OBVIOUS1
So I redo some of my answers, and then go to section 2 of the paper... where some of the questions are GRAMMATICALLY INCORRECT. IN ENGLISH. If you're teaching us a language that has little practical use nowadays, at least write the english language properly! I had to leave 2 questions out because I couldn't understand what they said.
I then do the final translation... and halfway through, my pen dies. It no longer has any ink. I look up, and I see the staff who gave me the pen looking at me and snickering at me. Thanks. By the way, I feel sorry for the people in the year above us, because they were doing this EXACT SAME TEST with us, rather than focusing on revision for their final latin tests.
I then notice that my paper is the higher level paper. In latin, there is the foundation level paper, the easy one, which I wanted to do, and despite me being rather bad at latin, they give me the higher level one WHICH I'M NOW STUCK WITH FOR MY FINAL GCSEs!
So I stop, because I can't do anymore, and the tests are handed in and we get to go home. I get my coat, and go to the bus stop.... not before a bus passes me. Now I don't know when the next bus home is, because I forgot my phone with the bus app, and the board showing the bus times are dead, so I think "well, I can't tell whether the next bus on my route wil be here in 2 minutes or 20 minutes later, so I'll walk home, which takes about 25 minutes".
Two minutes later, I check my watch, look up, and another bus on my route just passed me. YEAH, THANK YOU VERY FUCKING MUCH!
So yeah, this is a big chain showing today's events, which is one of the worst days in year 10 so far. This is practically on par with MY WORST DAY in this year, where I got laughed at by the students in the highest year, get kicked in the stomach and then accidentally sit on a police hat in the bus, which results IN THE POLICE MAKING ME GO OFF THE BUS AT THE NEXT BUS STOP!
Am I fucking glad that was only a mock test, and am I fucking glad that it's the weekend now. I've had enough of my shitty-ass incompetent school for one week.