The lovely lady had been back to Weirdlandia for a couple of weeks, everything seemed to be ok at first, no problems to report, no major shenanigans, no upheaval of any kind. Things seemed smooth, too smooth, the lovely lady had developed a nose for upcoming trouble, she sensed there was something amiss, and sure enough she was right. As it is usual in Weirdlandia, the beginning of a new semester, new year etc. always brings new things, people etc. sometimes good, sometimes not so good. This year was no different, the lovely lady came to know quite a few new people, some good, some not so good. Some of these people were with the lovely lady on a daily basis, and before you could spell 'disrespectfuldefiantI'mgoingtodowhateverIwantcausethat'swhatIdoat home' they had begun to show their true colors, which were not so good.
Like she had always done before, the lovely lady proceeded to handle the challenges that these challenging people were challenging her with. However, the lovely lady had forgot that in Weirdlandia people can and do say whatever they want, whether it's true or not. Actually, the people that run Weirldlandia really like it when the people who go to Weirdlandia lie to them because it makes their job so much fun. Obviously, the people in charge at Weirldlandia never believe for a minute that the people who go there can and do lie. No sir, everybody else lies, but not those innocent little people, they're little angels, all of them, and they would never do such a wrong thing as lying to cover themselves, never. A couple of the people who had been spending time with the lovely lady began to say that the lovely lady was using improper language, and was saying things like 'shut up' and 'shut the hell up'. The lovely lady had noticed that these were the same people who were causing a ruckus on a daily basis and were keeping the other people from learning and reaching their full potential.
However, in Weirdlandia the mot important thing was that the ones who scream the loudest were always listened to, no matter what crazy, made up, youknowthey'refreakinglying story they gave you. The lovely lady knew what was about to happen, so when she got back to her castle she checked with her personal assistant 'Google' and sure enough he had a message for her, which was delivered by one of the