For the science fair, they called my experiment "unconventional." Try "innovative", you morons. They gave the award to the morons that tested cleaners. Freaking cleaners! So you dripped some hydrogen peroxide on a keyboard. Big freaking deal. I built a freaking power generator out of the crap in my kitchen and the freaking sun. Bite me, Mr. Conway. Bite me and enjoy it.
It's called freaking innovation, people. Look it up. I'll buy you a freaking Oxford English Dictionary if you'll realize the difference between unconventional (a.k.a. total crap) and innovative (my project).
Take the prize away from the cleaning morons. They can eat the hydrogen peroxide. I hope they pee bleach for a week. I hope it ruins all their pants. And that it hurts.
I can't believe I lost points for being freaking unconventional. I made a generator out of forks and tinfoil and some wires and crap. And they gave me second place. The power of the freaking sun, morons. And you turned it down for two girls that told you that the best cleaner is the one you already use.
This is how I live now. My life sucks.
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