So yesterday in Form class, the teacher says: Here's a game. I'll play a song and you guess the artist and name of the tune.
And so we all played.
It was mostly popular music and the 'Titanic' theme song, though then I heard an oddly familiar line...
"I'm gonna make it bend and break..."
Before Patrick had even said the first two words, I was literally lying on the table, screaming out "THNKS FR TH MMRS BY FALL OUT BOY".
Teacher: Correct.
Me: DON'T YOU DARE CHANGE THE SONG YET.
Teacher: *Singing along to FOB.*
I WAS MOSHING.
Everyone was either laughing at me or standing back with a concerned expression.
Me: *Singing the lyrics, headbanging and dancing as violently as a one-person mosh pit can be.*
Teacher: *Changes the song.*
Me: NAWWWWW- Wait, AMERICAN IDIOT BY GREEN DAY!
Teacher: Yes!
Random kid: Could I choose the next song?
Teacher: Okay.
Random kid: Oi, miss *snickers* why do you have a song called "Sex on the Radio"?
Me: *Yelling* SEX ON THE RADIO BY GOOD CHARLOTTE! *Still yelling, though now at a screachy, ostrich-like pitch* SHE SOUNDS TO ME, SHE SOUNDS LIKE SEX ON THE RADIO. I LOVE TO HEAR HER SCREAM-
Teacher: Okay, next class. Go on. Calm down, Sara...
By this point, all my friends were running away from me.
Me: I CAN'T STOP NOW...
Me: *Dancing - literally moshing - to sports class while listening to GC's 'Sex on the Radio' and screaming out the lyrics, still making sure to add extra emphasis on the word 'sex'.*
Everybody was staring at me.
It was one of the best days of my life.
I had so much fun.
My friends were embarrassed by my actions though I couldn't care less.
Even today when the teacher mentioned the game, my friends ran away from me while I dance, danced like Uma Thurman to Nickleback.
T'was a fun time.
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Am I the only one who will do the craziest crap on the planet (including yelling "ANDY BIERSACK" at teachers and dressing up like a guy) yet cannot handle the simplest tasks such as communicating with another human being who I might actually want to be friends with? Just me? Okay.
I need help, don't I? Yep, definitely.
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