MoreHome! Home! Home!#MyCrazySchoolLife During my second year in highschool, some crazy thing happened in between breaks during our exams.
The exams were supposed to end at 13.00 and we only had one subject remaining of the day. However, the system crashed or something. Making all of us, 300 something students, wait around until around 14.00. Uneasy, tired, and stressed, we did something unbelievable.
It was past the time school was supposed to end, and we were beyond crazy that all of a sudden, the third years and second years went out to the balcony chanting "Go home! Go home! Go home!" urging the school to let us go home instead of waiting for the system till who knows when.
That was beyond nuts!
My school was small, and the balcony faced each other. So, imagine a 200-something students standing shoulder to shoulder chanting "Go home!" repeatedly while stomping their feet and whatnot. The effect was surreal, and it was the preamble of doom.
Long story short, the teachers weren't amused by our antics. We were -at least, the initial instigator -called to the office.
Well, at least I got something to talk about. Not that I joined the chanting in person as I was beyond tired, only in spirit I joined.