Et je veux ton revanche

Hannah:
Out with the bad air, in with the good. You're only human. Probably the main reason you're so stressed out and (think) you're crazy and hormonal is because everybody keeps dumping loads and loads of...merde on your head. Like me, with my angsty teenage life and my drama queen ways of dealing with it. Like the drama teachers, who think that their production of a show that's not even a real show is the end-all be-all of this entire universe. (I'm not positive I've used that expression correctly.) Like the math teachers and the biology teachers, who have taken this week to practice social darwinism, and pick out the stragglers and less intelligent kids, point at them, laugh, and mark their test papers with small (in value, not in area), ugly numbers. Like the boys, who live in the United States.
But you know what, even through all of this, you still manage (in public) to keep a straight (albeit smiling) face, support your angst-ridden friends, suffer through long and unproductive musical theatre classes, and look damn fine while doing it. And, as Sally pointed out,. be the better-looking twin. (I love you, Enrique.)
Things have got to look up for us crazies. If they don't, we're going to quit high school, move to Peru, buy a goat, name her Ellis Maguire, and live off the land, free of tone-deaf persons, slow-walking persons, persons who don't consider the importance of hygiene even though we do, in fact, live in the 21st century where it is usually celebrated, and all other stressful things that are non-goat related.
Ryan, Rachel and Allison can visit on weekends and holidays, provided they bring us Chai tea and fuzzy slippers and their respective farm animals to keep Ellis Maguire company.