h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I've had an absolutely incredibly lazy day today, and I've been extremely lucky too. We were to have a science test in today's seventh and eight lessons, and I wasn't really too well prepared, so I was rather worried about wether I would have any time revising before the test. Anyway, first and second lesson: Conducting... We've got a lovely teacher. He's rather short, and has a rather nasty temper, but also a great sense of humour, and a lot of self-irony. So, the first two lessons are extremely amusing, culminating in the teacher telling us the story of a rather unfortunate percussionist. I'd tell you, but it's not amusing unless it's re-enacted, or at least retold... Anyway, at the end of the lesson, I collapse on the floor in fits of laughter... Ahh, the fun. So, third and fourth lesson: Norwegian. Our teacher was absent today, so we got to watch a video with Åpen Post instead... For those of you who aren't Norwegian, Åpen Post is a late nineties-TV show in Norwegian. They've done some rather incredible things... Anyway, enuff said. I spend the break after the fourth lesson revising for the science test. Then comes the fifth lesson... Pitch training. We had a test last week, and some people hadn't been there, so they had to take the test today. A pitch test consists of the teacher sitting at the piano playing a melody, singing a rhythm, and playing intervals. Naturally, with the teacher giving a test I had allready taken, I got that lesson off too. So I sit in the aula, revising for the science test. At the end of the fifth lesson, our teacher in Arrangement and Composing comes up to me, and says that he has to go to a meeting, and would I be so kind as to inform the others that there will be no lesson in Arr./Comp. today? YES! I've now had two lessons which were fun, two of watching a lovely movie, and two lessons off revising for my test. Then comes the horror of the science test itself. Usually, a science test contains loads of short questions where you have to know very specific details, but not this time. We got a reasoning task!!! I BS for about 6 1/2 pages, and finish the test only at the very last minute before the bell goes... YAY! Now, tomorrow I've got two tests, and then a practice, and on Friday I leave for the national championship... This might well be my last post till Monday...

Feel the envy, feel the envy...

am trying but its just not working,

Ah, but if it happened to me, then it might just happen to you too, my psychic friend...

How many times have you seen ten people lined up on two lines facing each other, about twenty or thirty metres apart, shouting nonsensical sentences to each other? I just did, and it made me even surer that I love my school...

Yes, and it did happen. WEEEEEEEEsels.

Did it? Lovely? How?

Yes. I had an incredibly lovely, lazy day. And another today. I did do something stupid. *smacksmacksmack*

just as uswal then

nope.

Don't worry too much about that test, we all do stupid things. Reviewing tests is definately one of the not so smart things, but still, we all make mistakes.

It's when you do the same thing over and over and over again that makes you want to smack yourself. I'm not worried about that one because it only brought my grade down to a 90. Now I get to worry about my chemistry grade and that blasted SAT I took today. Forty points, forty points...

I've stopped worrying about my grades. I stopped doing that about a month ago. I suggest you try and do the same.

I haven't cared up until this semester. I hate motivation and now it's kicking me in the pants. I have a week of exit exams coming up and then finals and AP tests. AAGH! I have to worry about my grades. Twelve years of not worrying has caught up with me.

Have you notioced how all our conversations either trun into somthing wrong with the education where reciving or meeninless driblle or sex?

That's because Stacy and I've got exams coming up, and because you're living proof that Sigmund Freud might've been onto something...

Thirty-nine days of Stacy's highschool career left! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Okay, here goes nothing. SEX. Ooooooh....

Notice he left out the part about mindless drivel? I'll just mention that all of our brains are probably sludge.

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You're lucky, I've got a whole bloody year left. Ah, well, since you're going to spend your next fifteen years in a uni, I suppose I can't complain...

Well, the mindless drivel is amusing.

You should skip. Really, it's a fabulous idea. I don't *go* to uni, I go to college, 'member? We 'mericans gotta be diff'rent!

It is, isn't it?