life in the BAMF lane

haha...actually i sadly do not drive in the BAMF lane of life, for which i feel lame...but oh well...
today in psych class my teacher told us we could train someone to do anything we want, by using positive re-enforcement or negative re-enforcement...he showed us how...someone volunteered to leave the classroom and to be treated like a lob rat...or lab whatever animal we chose...and the rest of us in the class decided on an animal and the name of the 'animal' that we were going to train...(that whole part was actually rather insignificant when it boils down to it)
we also decided what we were going to make them do...the first person up we called her a giraffe, and i forgot the name...so we weren't aloud to speak out and tell her what to do, but she was supposed to sweep the room by us clapping whenever she moved in the right direction etc....after a super long time...the girl was rather blond if you know what i mean, she swept the floor...it was awesome...then we took a guy 'animal' and decided he was a pink unicorn named princess fluff-n-stuff...(would i make this up people??) and we made him crawl under a table...by shouting "GOOD!" when he went the right way, and "BAD!" when he did the wrong thing...all in all a very interesting psych class...
then i took, and failed, a chemistry test
and uh...you know those little hand turkeys? where you trace your hand ant call it a turkey? well....i have a weird world history teacher...and he told us if we made a foot turkey (traced our foot and made it a turkey...loser that he is) he would give us some extra credit...he and i actually had a ton of fun laughing at people's hideous foot turkeys...and that was my day...