So, आप can prolly tell I'm having a really crap week.
On Monday, I was really sick, so I missed school. Coincedentally, Monday is the दिन we have संगीत class. Furthermore, we got a new assignment for संगीत on that Monday I was away.
Right now, we're learning about social conscience music, which the teachers think are songs with meaning, and really make us think, but are really sorted into 2 categories.
1. Crap mainstream where it has a message, but it really the only non-shallow song the artist who performed it produced. Usually with stupid-ass metaphors. Totally overplayed to the point where if the song was a solid object, you'd want to bitch-slap it. (e.g. Raise Your Glass.)
2. Old, but awesome, yet totally old songs. (e.g. Imagine.)
And the task was that we had to get into groups of 3 and perform one of these crap, या awesome-but-old songs.
I was away, so I was put into this... less than stellar group.
The people (let's call them Lisa and Shanine) aren't so bad, but they are major procrastinators.
And here's how I discovered about this little assignment:
Tuesday, aka yesterday-
*Me, Yasmin, and Serena working on our robot project*
Y: *yells at the robot* Pierce, stop!
*Lisa approaches us with robot in hand*
L: Oh द्वारा the way, Matty, you're in our group for Music.
Me: ... What?
L: Yah, we have a new assignment. We have to perform a song.
Me: Why didn't आप tell me before?
L: Well, आप were away. So आप wanna know what we're doing?
Me: Yes!
L: I'll tell आप अगला period. *walks away*
Me... *This is the last period of today*
Honestly, some people can be stupid.
It wasn't until this morning when Shanine approached me in the change rooms (we had Double P.E. lol):
S: Hey, so आप know you're in me and Lisa's group for Music, right? Again, hehehehhehe.
Me: Yah... what are we doing?
S: Oh, we have to perform a social conscience song. We're doing Price Tag.
Me: Oh gods, no. So how do we perform it?
S: We each have to do it using different instruments. Lisa's on guitar, and I'm doing piano. Do आप know how to play drums?
Me: Er, sort of...
S: Great! I'll help आप find drum tabs.
FUCK.
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I धुंधला काले रंग, डुन, डन KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT PRICE IS SO FUCKING ANNOYING.
Forget about the price tag? I DON'T THINK SO. Price टॅग्स are actually pretty damn important. I could come up with an example comparing different brands of salsa, या whatever, but आप all know that smart shoppers ALWAYS look at the price.
And what the fuck is with the BAH-BLING part? And everyone look to their left? NOBODY TELLS ME WHAT TO DO. या MAKE ANNOYINGLY CATCHY TWO SYLLABLE WORDS.
And I धुंधला काले रंग, डुन, डन even know how to play drums anyway, so I'm screwed. Unless गिटार Hero drums count? lol
On Monday, I was really sick, so I missed school. Coincedentally, Monday is the दिन we have संगीत class. Furthermore, we got a new assignment for संगीत on that Monday I was away.
Right now, we're learning about social conscience music, which the teachers think are songs with meaning, and really make us think, but are really sorted into 2 categories.
1. Crap mainstream where it has a message, but it really the only non-shallow song the artist who performed it produced. Usually with stupid-ass metaphors. Totally overplayed to the point where if the song was a solid object, you'd want to bitch-slap it. (e.g. Raise Your Glass.)
2. Old, but awesome, yet totally old songs. (e.g. Imagine.)
And the task was that we had to get into groups of 3 and perform one of these crap, या awesome-but-old songs.
I was away, so I was put into this... less than stellar group.
The people (let's call them Lisa and Shanine) aren't so bad, but they are major procrastinators.
And here's how I discovered about this little assignment:
Tuesday, aka yesterday-
*Me, Yasmin, and Serena working on our robot project*
Y: *yells at the robot* Pierce, stop!
*Lisa approaches us with robot in hand*
L: Oh द्वारा the way, Matty, you're in our group for Music.
Me: ... What?
L: Yah, we have a new assignment. We have to perform a song.
Me: Why didn't आप tell me before?
L: Well, आप were away. So आप wanna know what we're doing?
Me: Yes!
L: I'll tell आप अगला period. *walks away*
Me... *This is the last period of today*
Honestly, some people can be stupid.
It wasn't until this morning when Shanine approached me in the change rooms (we had Double P.E. lol):
S: Hey, so आप know you're in me and Lisa's group for Music, right? Again, hehehehhehe.
Me: Yah... what are we doing?
S: Oh, we have to perform a social conscience song. We're doing Price Tag.
Me: Oh gods, no. So how do we perform it?
S: We each have to do it using different instruments. Lisa's on guitar, and I'm doing piano. Do आप know how to play drums?
Me: Er, sort of...
S: Great! I'll help आप find drum tabs.
FUCK.
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I धुंधला काले रंग, डुन, डन KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT PRICE IS SO FUCKING ANNOYING.
Forget about the price tag? I DON'T THINK SO. Price टॅग्स are actually pretty damn important. I could come up with an example comparing different brands of salsa, या whatever, but आप all know that smart shoppers ALWAYS look at the price.
And what the fuck is with the BAH-BLING part? And everyone look to their left? NOBODY TELLS ME WHAT TO DO. या MAKE ANNOYINGLY CATCHY TWO SYLLABLE WORDS.
And I धुंधला काले रंग, डुन, डन even know how to play drums anyway, so I'm screwed. Unless गिटार Hero drums count? lol
so आप guys know the omegle trolling fad that someone started on this spot?
well i have been trolling on omegle but ive started to do it a different way.
so i find some ho....rny guy and look up dirty pics of girls, and link them and laugh as the guys goin on about how hott the girl is and tlaking about his reactions to the pics (if u kino what i mean). I claim the girls are me, and they always believe it.
i honestly think both male and female "parts" are gross, but guys और gross than girls. Im a girl.
FML
well i have been trolling on omegle but ive started to do it a different way.
so i find some ho....rny guy and look up dirty pics of girls, and link them and laugh as the guys goin on about how hott the girl is and tlaking about his reactions to the pics (if u kino what i mean). I claim the girls are me, and they always believe it.
i honestly think both male and female "parts" are gross, but guys और gross than girls. Im a girl.
FML