i went to an all-girls private (public for brits) school
and there are no really hilarious moments. more just vicious bitching for 6 years. and pregnancy scares by the time you hit year 10, and they get boring fast.
anyway.
thankfully my lovely boy mates have more amusing stories. their favourite is their classmate J bringing in a giant comedy bong, and smoking it through his backpack in the middle of science.
the smoky haze in the back of the classroom, as well as the loud bubbling meant he was quickly discovered.
(charlottebronte stalking through the moors, Sat 31 Jan 2009, 11:09, Reply)