Bloggervention - A Guest Post

Hi, laughingdaughter a.k.a. HRC here!

Using my awesome powers of cuteness, I have temporarily taken over this blog! Beware! Turn back if you don't have a sense of humor. If you proceed and you don't like laughing, then my pet weredog will attack you. He may be less than a foot high, but he can kill with his human-like snoring. So this is your last chance if you are boring! It's time for laughing and story time!

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"Only another hour!"

I looked up at the clock and whispered back, "Uh, Mel, it's only 7. We still have two hours." But it was close for Mel. We had only been here for thirteen hours so far. Stupid new laws. Since they were put in place, we had to be in school for fifteen hours a day so we could learn both sides of everything we learned.

Her face wore an expression of shock. I'm sure mine did too. When did she learn to read a regular clock? Last week, she couldn't even figure out the time listed on a digital watch.

Mrs. Dekehe heard us whispering and stopped teaching the class incorrect information. "Mel, don't tell Dot lies. You know that you are in this class for three more hours."

I am in a world of idiots.

Satisfied that we weren't talking anymore, Mrs. Dekehe continued telling us all about the country of Paris. "In Paris, the people speak Spanish, just like they do in Quebec. What is the capitol? Ken?"

He looked up, panicked. "I don't know...France?"

"Of course not! It's Spain," Andy called out in scorn.

Looking pleased, Mrs. Dekehe said, "Correct. Now let's move on to the country next to Paris where France is the capitol. Mexico!"

It went on like this for a minute until the bell rang over the intercom, causing everyone to look around to see where the noise was coming from.

"Okay, kids. Your homework is to dress up like they did in the election of the 1300's, the first time when the United States elected a president."

We left the room, everyone talking excitedly about how they were going to dress.

Bryn turned to me. "What are you going to dress like?"

I responded by simply saying, "I'm going to wear what I normally do because there wasn't a U.S. president in the 1300's." Bryn, Mel, and about five others girls looked at me in confusion, shaking their heads vigorously, and walked off towards Mr. Holce's class.

Why do I bother? It's useless to try to teach them. But it'll be funny to see what they dress like...

Mr. Holce started class as soon as the bell rang. "Today we will be talking about the country of France, and its capitol, Paris. In France-" Mr. Holce paused because
Bryn was waving her hand wildly, but finished his sentence before calling on her, "-they speak French. Yes, Ms. Marks?"

Bryn burst out, "Mrs. Dekehe just told us that wasn't true!"

"You shouldn't believe everything that she tells you. Anything at all, for that matter."

"But-"

"No buts!"

For the rest of class, Mr. Holce told us the exact opposite of what Mrs. Dekehe had told us. I felt bad for the other students. They had no idea what to believe. Even though it was obvious that Mr. Holce was right.

Since we started having two teachers for every subject, most students didn't know what to think. Every teacher had their own opinion on what has right, one based on the old ways, one from the new ideas floating around.

When we finally got to leave, a voice came over the intercom, telling us, "Make sure to go online tonight and tell us which teacher you believe is the correct. This will go on for the next month before a decision is made."

The fights between the two political parties were beginning.

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Confused? Good, 'cause you're supposed to be. This is the start of a story I'm writing called The Idiot Wars. Everyone has their stupid 'duh' moments, and this is based off of those. Believe any of the stuff in the excerpt actually happened? Sadly, some of it did.

Want to read more? It just keeps on getting stupider and funnier every chapter. Check it out!

http://www.wattpad.com/999828-the-idiot-wars

If you do read the rest, tell me what you think, comment or vote if you are on wattpad and like it, and tell me if you believe some of it happened!

Now I must give the blog back to laughingmom because my OCD(oreo consumption disorder) is acting up, so I need to go get a cookie! Or five!

Have fun eating cookies! There probably won't be many posts this week from laughing mom this week because WE ARE MOVING!!!!!!!!! So you can get your OCD(obsesive computer disorder) fix by reading stupidness if you want.

And remember: stupidness may be contagious, so be careful!