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Okay, so, today was pretty funny, and I've got nothign better to do... So... I'll write about it! biggrin

Okay... Here goes... Nothing, I guess...

I was just about to fall asleep in class due to the fact that it's too hard to listen to my teacher's mono-tone conversations with the ceiling about whatever subject she is trying to teach us when someone's cell pone seemed to start ringing. I instantly woke up to the sound of the song, 'Funky Town.'
As expected, my teacher said to turn the cell phone off. I wondered who in their right mind would use that song as their ring tone. No one in that class, I'm sure.
"I think it's coming from that thing," a girl said, pointing up at the speaker that was used for the announcements. She was right. Someone there was listening to that song on the radio in the office. This was either some malefunction in the school's speaker-phones, or whatever they use, or some genius Senior Prank. Everyone immediately started cracking up when they heard it.
"Okay, okay, calm down," my teacher said, loudly and started getting back to the lesson when we heard a person talking on the radio station with a Southern accent. Everyone cracked up again. It was hilarious.
"Should we call the office?" one girl asked.
"I guess so," my teacher said then shrugged and pressed the button on the wall to call the office. The music was silenced as soon as she did that. No answer. A few seconds passed and we heard a bell that rang every time the office tried to contact us in a classroom.
"Can we help you Mrs. F?" the assistant principal asked from the intercom.
"Yeah, was someone listening to the radio in the office?" Mrs. F asked.
"Oh, yeah, that happened around the entire school, we are trying to fix that right now."
"Oh, okay, just wanted to make sure we're not the only ones." Mrs. F said.
"We will fix it soon. Unless your class would want to hear the radio some more?" Mr. R asked.
"YEAH!" The class answered enthusiastically. I wanted to add, 'change the station, though.'
"Yeah, not gonna happen." Mr. R said, then turned off the phone on the intercom, and Mrs. F did the same and went back to teaching us.

As soon as that class ended, I moved on to English class, where I had to type an essay. Naturally, I finished early since I type so fast it's unnatural and didn't bring anything to do after I finished. I walked up to my teacher and asked very quietly if I could go back to the room and get something to do. I had to repeat myself several times since I'm so quiet at school.
"Oh, yeah, go ahead, but the room's locked," she said, taking he keys from her pocket, "you'll have to open it with this, but just make sure you lock it again."
"Okay," I said, then walked out of the room, down the hallway, shifting my eyes toward different classrooms, hoping no one would notice me with the keys to a room. When I finally got to room 214, I shoved the keys into the lock, but couldn't unlock it, repeated this process several times before opening the door, looking over at the class next to it hoping the teacher there wouldn't notice. I quickly got some paper from my folders and walked out of the classroom, shutting the door and attempting to lock it. It was still open. Since I'm an idiot, I couldn't figure out which way to turn the key to lock it and figured this is where my acting skills would pay off. I would just pretend like I thought I locked the door and walked back to library.
When my teacher said to go back to the room, I caught up with my friend, Epona and told her what happened. We were giggling through the whole walk back to the classroom about it, then when our teacher tried to open the door, she accidently locked it and then tried turning the key again when she locked it and opened the door.
I sighed with relief and started laughing with Epona again when she got the door open.