Howdy little munchkins, and welcome to another Study Hall Edition of Hasta la Byebye, the reality show where you decide nothing through any meaningful action of your own, but rather by some obscure detail that the writer notices!
Let us get started! The last episode showed the follies of not doing one's homework. We're going to check in now on Cantay to see what he is doing now--he has got two assignments for English that he ought to be working on.
"Hello Cantay."
"What the hell? Who are you?"
"I am Turkman, the host of the hit reality show Hasta la Byebye."
"What?"
"Do not worry about any of that now, Cantay. What are you doing there, anyway?"
"Writing a blog--do you mind?"
"Yes, sorry. What about your English?"
"My homework?"
"That is it."
"I haven't done it."
"But Cantay, have you not learned your lesson?"
"No, Turkman, I haven't. Or rather I should say that I have, but I choose not to keep from repeating my mistake."
"But why?"
"Even though they are worthy assignments, Turkman, they're just a little too difficult for me--difficult to bring myself to do, that is."
"But they are quiz grades, Cantay."
"So they are. Right now I'm still working on getting everything in order as you may have noticed."
"But this has been happening all year..."
"Call it senioritis then, Turkman. Honestly I do feel quite horrible about not having done any of my work, but at this point it's too late to do anything. Any effort by me to complete either assignment right now would be cursory at best and would not do the assignment justice. There are fewer things I hate than turning in something that is far below subpar, and I will not do it unless I absolutely must."
"So to maintain your principles, you will not even start either assignment?"
"That is correct, Turkman. I might bring myself to do part of one of them--the part that requires the finding of various words and such, but it's extremely unlikely that I'd turn it in even if I did it."
"What do you see for yourself in the future?"
"In the very near future, I see considerable pain. I may or may not talk to Mrs. Miles about all of this, but I can't ask for any favors."
"Things have been rough..."
"Things indeed have been rough--how do you know this?"
"The show, remember? It has been airing for a very long time now."
"How comforting. I feel like Truman."
"It only takes place during study hall, though."
"So you catch me drooling all the time?"
"All the time."
"But back to what you were saying, things indeed have been rough. Mrs. Carswell is on personal leave, and Mrs. Miles now has to take over all of her classes. She has enough problems already. Besides this, I'm not the sort to ask for an extension on something unless I think I have a valid reason. I don't. I can only hope that things don't get shot to hell."
"Indeed. Well Cantay, I won't keep you any longer."
"Thanks, Turkman."
That is our show, ladies and gentlemen! Hasta la byebye!
Let us get started! The last episode showed the follies of not doing one's homework. We're going to check in now on Cantay to see what he is doing now--he has got two assignments for English that he ought to be working on.
"Hello Cantay."
"What the hell? Who are you?"
"I am Turkman, the host of the hit reality show Hasta la Byebye."
"What?"
"Do not worry about any of that now, Cantay. What are you doing there, anyway?"
"Writing a blog--do you mind?"
"Yes, sorry. What about your English?"
"My homework?"
"That is it."
"I haven't done it."
"But Cantay, have you not learned your lesson?"
"No, Turkman, I haven't. Or rather I should say that I have, but I choose not to keep from repeating my mistake."
"But why?"
"Even though they are worthy assignments, Turkman, they're just a little too difficult for me--difficult to bring myself to do, that is."
"But they are quiz grades, Cantay."
"So they are. Right now I'm still working on getting everything in order as you may have noticed."
"But this has been happening all year..."
"Call it senioritis then, Turkman. Honestly I do feel quite horrible about not having done any of my work, but at this point it's too late to do anything. Any effort by me to complete either assignment right now would be cursory at best and would not do the assignment justice. There are fewer things I hate than turning in something that is far below subpar, and I will not do it unless I absolutely must."
"So to maintain your principles, you will not even start either assignment?"
"That is correct, Turkman. I might bring myself to do part of one of them--the part that requires the finding of various words and such, but it's extremely unlikely that I'd turn it in even if I did it."
"What do you see for yourself in the future?"
"In the very near future, I see considerable pain. I may or may not talk to Mrs. Miles about all of this, but I can't ask for any favors."
"Things have been rough..."
"Things indeed have been rough--how do you know this?"
"The show, remember? It has been airing for a very long time now."
"How comforting. I feel like Truman."
"It only takes place during study hall, though."
"So you catch me drooling all the time?"
"All the time."
"But back to what you were saying, things indeed have been rough. Mrs. Carswell is on personal leave, and Mrs. Miles now has to take over all of her classes. She has enough problems already. Besides this, I'm not the sort to ask for an extension on something unless I think I have a valid reason. I don't. I can only hope that things don't get shot to hell."
"Indeed. Well Cantay, I won't keep you any longer."
"Thanks, Turkman."
That is our show, ladies and gentlemen! Hasta la byebye!
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