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

Damn, I've had fun this week. I'll just outline today, but the week has been extremely stressful, if fun.

First period was Spanish and make fun of everyone time. Second period was math and fun. We got a fantastic assignment. We're doing polar graphs and my teacher gave us great assignment. Fifty problems, we graph, and we draw. WEEEE! Easy, easy. Third period was chemistry and I had to smack myself seventeen times while looking at a graded quiz from yesterday. I dropped the seven in .675, screwing up my calculations. I didn't convert kg to g, screwing up my calculations. I did everything wrong except setting it up. Then, I promptly took a nap. A nice, lovely nap. At lunch, some evil ladies were sitting at our table, so we kidnapped someone else's. I was doing some sort of strange dance while cursing Nickelback (WHICH SUCKS!!!!) and knocked an entire bottle of Dr. Pepper over. Yes, add fifty more silly points to Stacy's daily score. I only got a small spot on my pants luckily. I listened to my teacher review WWII's humble beginnings in fourth period and slept. Fifth period was the funnest. My teacher left the classroom so we covered up the windows and the window on the door and turned off the lights. We all took off our shoes and put them at the front of the room. Then we switched desks, stood on top of the desks in post-modernistic poses, and waited for her to return. You should have seen the look on her face! Weeee! She just started teaching and made some comments like 'what would make brilliant minds do this?' and we all got down and started clapping. It was so much fun. Then, in band, my math teacher came in and started screaming. 'STACY! GET IN MY ROOM RIGHT NOW!' I looked at my band director and he said, 'Yes. Go. Now. Please.' I left the classroom and she was happy and perky. I took my test (that I should have taken...um, three weeks ago?) and got home early. Gee whizzercakes, I had a fun day. Actually, most of it was general silliness and stupid happiness, but still.

you say general silyness and stupid happyness like its a bad thing.

yeah!

Hehe, Americans using "pants" to describe their trousers catches me out every time. Teehee.

You sound like you have very organised pranks at your school. I don't even know what a post-modernistic pose would look like.

Nickelback, painfully average. The style has been done by a lot of better musicians, and its not even a very good style anyway.

General silliness and stupid happiness are bad. You want extensive silliness and inhumane happiness.

Well, how do you know I really meant trousers? For all you know, I could have been prancing around in my underpants.

This was an honors class, so they're bound to be...interesting and organized. They don't lack the fun, however. Post-modernistic...I think you'd have to see one to believe it. Really anything strange and obscure.

Nickelback. I'm sorry but if it's played on pop stations, it's not rock.

Postmodernism suxs.

Lalalalalalalalala, I'm pretending he didn't say that, lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala....

I have had to do essays on it. I think I know how succy it is.

I love it. I make the most awesome printer imaginable. She has a rare talent, McGee, a rare talent...

Talking of which, I wonder how all the 'traditional' rappers feel about the rappers who are all over the pop charts these days.

Interesting thought. Usually, if it's on the pop charts, it's not music. What would a traditional rapper be anyhow?

The Sugarhill Gang (of 'Rapper's Delight' fame) for a start I suppose.

I'm not much of a rap historian or fan, but I actually recognize that name. Am I a cultured gal or what?

I hate most rap as well. Especially eminen

i choose not to listen to it. some of its okay, i guess, its just no my favorite.

Agreed. I love post-modernism, though. Such a completely bizarre artistic direction.

It's quirky and interesting. It's more...transcendental than modernism is and just ultimately superior. Is eminem even human, though?

I know people who think that 50 Cent is a real born-in-da-hood gangsta'. He's been shot man, init!!!!

Look luv, its simple: if you're sitting with me; sip your drink but keep your hands off my p-i-n-t...

*coversfacewithhandsandlaughshysterically*

I cannae take tha credit. Get thee on thy file-sharing programmes and search thou for '50 Pence'.