Exam panic

I was going to post some photos today, but sadly the school computers are
devoid of camera memory card readers. And to think they call them 'up to
date', hah! So instead I'm going to have to tell you about the coming exams,
although I know I'm going to regret it later. Still, here goes...
First of all come the French speaking tests, or Orals, a little like the
tremor before the main earthquake. So long as you know enough vocabulary this
isn't particularly hard, provided you don't lay on a silly accent. I have my
oral on Friday, so no worries there [insert sarcastic laugh here].
Then come the main body of exams. These are rather cleverly arranged to come
after a holiday, during which the organised pupil can do some manic revision.
The preps (a bit like homework, but not at home) are set aside for yet more
revision and even more panic, until by the end of the week you're a nervy,
frazzled wreck for whom the weekend could not have come soon enough.
Well, at least there's some good news. After the exams, we spend a lot more
time rehearsing for our play, so much more in fact that one of the preps has
to be abolished. What a shame [insert even more sarcastic laugh here]. Not,
of course, that the play won't leave us utterly knackered by the end of term.
But such is life.
Tune in next time, for more fun and (hopefully) photos!