Maximus Failius, part 2.

There was no part 1, but I just simply add a part 2 for the fun of it.

Today, teacher announced the position of students in the class. Nothing to be “HOLYLOLIBEATYOUOMFGYEY”-ed about. It’s just serious business.

When I saw the papers, I was..

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A goalkeeper.

*badumpchh*

>_>

But on a serious note, I got number,

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(amazing, I had to do this dots instead of spaces)

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number 15 out of 40….

o_o

Well, make that 33 (excluding those who deserved the name Maximus Failius)

That has to be one of the 10th wonder of the world, this is placed at number 10.

(Number 9 was me getting a girlfriend, that was what the teacher said >_>)

So, a miracle has happened. Yay, but that doesn’t escape me from meeting the teacher 1 day after my birthday, suck huh.