Well the end is near along with finalswhich no one likes. Ive actually learned to dread finals due to 1st semester finals. during our 200 questions english final i happened to be sick, and the cough caused my ears to get blocked up. Next thing you know everyone is looking around the room, searching for the source of a fimiliar noise. The teacher stormed the rows ears like satilites except now these satilites were trying to pinpoint the location of the noise that every highschool teacher hates, the noise of a phone. She sensed a disturbence in the force.
meanwhile I just sat at my desk having not the slightest clue as to what was going on. I didnt hear any phone and i did not take heed as my teacher gave a warning to perpotrator of this”crime” to turn thier phone off. So i sat isolated deep within the questions of this trecharous final not knowing that MY phone was causing all the raucous, not knowing that i had distracted my peers from perhaps the most insane test of their lives. I was in every way clueless.
It was then that i looked up to see my teacher standing in my area. what did i do? she sat listening for the phone noise which i had now figuerd out was the dying tone(for the phone not for me). Her word were vapor in the wind until i heard the words coming from a cloe-by friend of mine. “someones phone is dying,” he told me. I gulped i knew i had to be me. I had recently had to take apart and dry my phone due to an earlier encounter it had with the washer and dryer. It worked fine but the one problem was that it would not turn off. I remember the one life bar i had seen this morning. now what?
I was stuck the warning had gone by and now my teacher would surely get beyond furious so much so that she might of had an anurism. I did what had to be done, i played it off like a champ. just kept my eyes on my test, didnt look up and hoped the bell would sound. when it did i brought my test to the frount and grabed my backpack. Quickly yet nonchalantly i pulled out my phone to see that it was in fact dying. I felt kinda bad that everyones testing day was pretty much ruined by a deff-like kid whom couldnt hear his own phone, so i told the teacher all that had happened and how it wasnt my fault. Steem almost shot out of her ears by she was understanding.
so i guess you can say my luck with finals has been not the best, but one final doesnt affect the rest. hopeing?praying for the best in all my classes. Thanks to Ms. Leggett the english teacher who put up with me this year and during that test.
until next time,
Eli mac.
