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My Days in High School: Chapter 11
I'm not feeling too good right now. I'm pissed at this one punk at school. Okay, basically what happened was: I was in my biology class for third period right? We had a lab today, and unfortunately it was one of those where you HAVE to be in a group. For the lab we had to extract DNA from strawberries then do a write up after that. I wasn't sure how to do the first step of the lab until someone from another group told me how it was suppose to be done. Some f***er from the group I was working with looks at me and says "See, if we did it YOUR way we would've gotten it wrong". I didn't say anything but I'm like thinking "First of all, I didn't know how to do it. Now shut up." That wasn't what pissed me off though. I didn't get pissed until later on during the lab. At this point we had to put ethanol into the strawberry juice looking stuff we collected. I was holding the test tube the way the teacher showed us while the other guy took the liquid dropper thing and squirted the stuff in the test tube. Then the b*****d decided that it was funny to squirt the ethanol onto my hand. Then he's like "Oh sorry, but you moved." I'm thinking "You f***er, I had the freaking test tube right there in front of you". Just when things couldn't get any worse, I was so pissed when I left that I forgot to get a signature from my teacher. I need a signature from him in order to get into this class for next year.
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