Don't know why I thought that would be a good idea, but I watched it and now I'm disturbed.
So I couldn't get to sleep last night because I'm paranoid like that.
Anyway, we started off in Drama, which was really fun.
We did improvs and improvs are always fun.
The first game we had to play as a warm up was that game where the teacher calls out a number and you have to get yourself into that number of people, it's a common game here in Australia, probably is too in America and Europe as well. So, I won that game.
I am ze awesomest!
Then we moved onto improvs, me, Shanae and Kirsten got into a group together.
We had to (for the first one) improv an office sense with four emotions/traits, we could choose three and that was our characters. The choices were
-Highly Intelligent
-Stupid
-Sad
-Angry
So we picked highly intelligent, (me) stupid, (Shanae) and sad, (Kirsten). We did an improv that I was an angry, intelligent German CEO of a big company with Shanae and Kirsten. The improv went as followed.
Warning, this may be offensive to some people, Hitler is mentioned at the last part, however, this is all in good spirits and jokes, so if you are offended by Hitler or the mention of Hitler, or anything about Hitler, skip this hunk of writing please.
*Start skit*
Me: It vas 1800 vhen I szarted zu vork in mein first job. Und now I am zee CEO of zhis count-...COMPANY.
Shanae: *talking to self* FLY!
Me: *turns to Kirsten* Du habe reportz due in ein veek and Ich know fur ein fact zhat du have not even ztarted! Du are fiRED!
Kirsten: I HATE YOU. *flings self out imaginary window, committing suicide*
Shanae: *runs down imaginary stairs* Oh! She's having a nap! LETS WAKE HER UP AND HAVE COOKIES! *snatches cane off me, poking Kirsten* WAKE UP, LETS GO GET COOKIES.
Me: *snatches cane back from Shanae* Zhe's dead du dumm Kopf.
Shanae: Oh.. *waddles off* FLY!
Me: Ach, vhy.
Shanae: Look boss! Look! It's my friend. He's wearing a jumper! Not just any jumper! BUT A STRIPPED JUMPER!! *gets 'stung' by the bee* Ouch! ...Awww, he gave me a kiss! ... *bee falls to ground, dead*.. Friend? ...Friend?! NOOOOO. *falls to ground, crying* NOOO!
Me: I VILL NOT PAY FUR ZEE FUNERAL COSTS.
Shanae: *snatches hat off my head* Here you go little buddy, a little casket for you.
Me: *snatches hat from Shanae's hands, flicks the bee out, squashes it with cane* Dumm Kopf.
Shanae: YOU MONSTER! YOU UTTER MONSTER! *scoops up said bee and runs off stage*
Me: *looks at Kirsten who is still lying on the floor* Vhy. I vas a gut ztudent, I did everyzhing I vas ever asked zu do. VHY. ZHIS IS JUST LIKE HITLER. VHY DID HITLER FAIL MEINEN DEUTSCHLAND. VHY HITLER. VHY. I VOTED FUR DU.
*End skit*
So everyone laughed and thought it was great, then we went onto another improv which he didn't have so much time for. Our improv was the world just ended and there was only me, Shanae and Kirsten left alive. So after a little 30 second discussion, the skit happened as followed.
Warning, this may be offensive to some people, Hitler is a character in this skit, however, this is all in good spirits and jokes, so if you are offended by Hitler or the mention of Hitler, or anything about Hitler, skip this hunk of writing please.
*Start skit*
Shanae: It's the end of the world!
Kirsten: .....
Me: *Standing at attention* .....
Kirsten: .....
Shanae: ....
Me: ....
Shanae: *turns to me* And who are you?
Me: HITLER.
Shanae: ...Hitler?
Me: JA! ADOLF HITLER!
Kirsten:....Well then.. we're the only ones left alive.
Me: *marching around stage*
Shanae:...Yup..
Me: *looking at them both* Ja, now I can breed mein Aryan race!
Shanae:.....Adolf.. H-Hitler?
Me: JA! ...Are du ein Jew?
Shanae: No!
Kirsten: No!
Me:...*looking at them both* ...Are du ein homosexual?
Shanae:...No.
Kirsten: ....
Me: *grabs Kirsten arm* Du look like ein homosexual, zhis vay zu ze showers bitte!
Kirsten: What! I'm not a homosexual!
Shanae:.. YO ADOLF?!
Me: Ja?
Shanae: LET MY FRIEND GO!
Me: NEIN! *turning to Kirsten* Zhis vay zu ze showers, if du vill just ztep inzide we can ztart ze shower fur du und have du so nice and clean~!
Kirsten: *runs off stage* I'M NOT A HOMOSEXUAL!
Shanae: Adolf, you should die.
Me: NEIN! *marches across stage* I BIN ADOLF HILTER, ZE ARYAN RACE CREATOR. I HAVE ZEE GENES FUR ZEE ARYAN RACE EVEN ZHOSE I DO NOT LOOK ONE BIT LIKE VHAT EIN ARYAN LOOKS LIKE!
Shanae: Hey Adolf?
Me: *turns to her* Ja?
Shanae: *fake punches*
Me: *falls down, dead*
*End skit*
We had a lot of fun, it was all part of the fun so don't get offended. We had German next where I talked to Frau Wynhorst about going into German and my options or my path to teach English over in Germany, she refers me to Revert which is the language assistant we have at our school, he comes from Germany you see?
So then we had lunch, I had to stay in class and complete some work before running around to Mrs Baron, the head of S+E who would help me make my choices for year 11, she wasn't there so I found out that she was here tomorrow, I made a mental note to talk to her tomorrow. Then I ran up to Frau Singe, she's the German teacher that has Revert in her class tomorrow.
REWIND.
Long time no see.
Revert had left to the Primary school he worked at when I discovered that I needed to talk to him about what I would do about teaching English as a second language overseas.
BACK TO THE STORY.
So she told me to come back in session four, which I have Maths would be good because I can go talk to Revert then and get out of a little bit of Maths. At this point, my calves are cramping up something else.
So I go to S+E and we read a little bit before turning on another movie, I tried to massage my calves to stop cramping but it didn't help so I made sure to make an appointment with Mr Halton, my S+E teacher, he said he would talk to me tomorrow about a set time. Then I went to Maths, asked the teacher to release me into the Gell Center, which he did and the teacher that is normally really stupid with sending students home, called Jason, my step dad, he said he'd be a few minutes.
Brittany from my hockey team was sitting in there, she had enough of her S+E teacher, which is funny because she reminds me so much of myself, it's not funny. So we talked about hockey and our coach, decided that I'd talk to AJ, my hockey coach and try to get him to understand our point of view.
Emma is coming back, she's at the airport and I can't wait to have her properly back, it's been too long since I last talked to her properly. I taught her a few German swear words and she thanked me and told me she'd try to use it as much as she could in Vanuatu. Apparently it was a French trip so, hey if she wants to use German to try and piss off her French teacher, (I didn't actually know she took French but whatever). Good job Emma, Deutschland is proud of you.
Willow, signing out...
With dread.
SOMEONE IS SUMMONING ME.
Note: For non-Hetalia fans, that's Germany from Hetalia. ;)
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