at certain times in your life, you have to make lemonade from lemons
so at the end of the semester when stress was eating at my soul and my professor decided to assign the most tedious and worthless assignment of the semester, we decided to make lemonade and sprinkle it on the observing crowd
The task: create a pecha kucha about what we’ve learned in class
(Pecha Kucha: a fucking 6 minute and 40 second slide show presentation, with nothing but pictures and a script to memorize)
Our group did not care one bit about the assignment, but we had to do it.
We were all obsessed with Mean Girls. We all knew the movie word for word.
So what better theme of the pecha kucha than mean girls.
We met twice a week for a few minutes, plotting.
And this.
This was the end result:
It started off with one member of our 7 member team standing on top of the table. Three members in front of the table. Two members standing behind the table in a line and me outside.
The member on the table looks at our professor and announces that she cheated on a quiz, but at least she got a 100 on it, and then she falls from the table and the three other members catch her, resembling a trust fall.
Another member climbs onto the table, and announces in a crying, weak voice that she just wants everyone to love each other, and love class like they did in high school and-
I burst in, hood up, sunglasses on: “SHE DOESN’T EVEN GO HERE”
Member in the trust fall group: “Do.. do you even go here?”
“No..”
“Just.. leave”
And then the presentation proceeds. We introduce out theme, all of our pictures are Mean Girls with the exception of pictures required to connect it back to the class. We solidly connect Mean Girls characters to necessary attributes of wisdom we’ve learned in class.
And at the end of it all:
“Gosh, that was SO WISE.” (WISe is the name of the class)
“Julie, STOP trying to make WISe happen”
“Who here feels personally victimized by Dr. Martin?” (our professor)
People in the crowd who were not even in on the skit raised their hands, some even cheered.
Then, all of the members of our group pulled candy canes from our pockets and began throwing them at everyone who had their hands up while yelling “YOU GO GLEN COCO” and one member looked at my professor and announced “AND NONE FOR YOU DR. MARTIN”.