Had to re-take my chemistry A-Level. There were black plastic desks, the first one I sat at dug into my thighs so I moved to the one behind it. Then the teacher wanted to swap my book. (It was an English exam now.) I said I didn’t want to as I liked my book. I left after the first question. Then went home to Aberdare. Looked through the living room door (hinge side). My dad was wanking so I went straight upstairs
Then I was wearing a dress and high heel shoes, had to walk through a muddy field.
My friend L and I gatecrashed some sort of Uni ball and sat down at a table for a free meal. The guys opposite had a different starter. I thought I hope the person in the place where I’m sat has made good food choices. There were ice-cream floats.
The guy said how did you find the funeral sports module. I bluffed and said it was great how you could ski-jump over a coffin. They laughed. Then we had to go outside on a balcony and it was all being filmed. I thought I hope the interviewer doesn’t ask me a question because I don’t have a clue.
Then my mam decided she wanted to kill my sister, aunt and uncle. I managed to stop her. Carried her handbags and said come on, let’s get back to the house.