Project project project. I have a project to do that I really need to start. It's due on Tuesday, and I haven't started it yet. There's like, two parts to it, and I've planned it all out: Do the first part like now, so I can go and visit my friends today, and then do the second part tomorrow. So I'm totally stress free when I go see Rooms.
It's weird, my teacher went on a rant about how he wouldn't accept late projects, no matter what. And Nick goes "What if I'm ill?" And my teacher's like "Call a friend." And I'm like Hmm. What if someone dies? I didn't ask him that, but still. I wonder what would happen.
Oh well. I'll do it, it doesn't matter.
I just need to start it. I have to pick an American inventor born before 1850, write a biography about them, and explain how they came up with the concept for their invention. Then I have to explain how it changed society or people's lives. And then I have put together some sort of model of the invention and explain how it was used, and by whom. I don't say whom. That would be so Friends. That's just what the directions say. Anyway. That part's not gonna go so well, but the rest of it I should do fine on.
Oh, and we're not allowed to use Benjamin Franklin. So guess who Chris is doing? Thomas Edison. What a loser. He can't even go and look. Tom bothered him about it, and he was like "NO ONE KNOWS WHO HE IS." because, you know, he's an idiot. And then Tom goes "Wayne?" And I'm like "Yeah?" and he goes "Who invented the light bulb?" And I'm like "Thomas Edison." And not just because I'd been listening, but because everyone knows who Thomas Edison is. And Tom goes "You see? Everyone knows who he is." and Chris is like *grumblegrumblegrumble*.
I wish I could covey to you guys how much of an idiot this kid is. Because in writing, it's so hard. You have to see him and listen to his voice. I wish I had a camera, he sang the Star Spangled Banner this morning for extra credit, and he didn't know the words. It was wonderful.
And now I'm talking about Chris, so I think I need to shut up.
Incase I don't post before Sunday, ROOMSSSSSSSS. ROOMS ON SUNDAY YAY.
On a totally unrelated note:
Neil Patrick Harris is so, so, so pretty. Also? iPods take a really long time to sync.