"beeep," the sound of the fone sms alert awakens mic up from a night of much missed rest. 'wat time u wanna meet man?'damn. its 8.30. mic was supposed 2 go 2 the jedi institute for a convention. and he was running late. remaining cool (its uncanny how he can be so cool while facing possible doom) he gets dressed and takes a primitive form of transport (sb-99) many miles to the convention. many droids were in que to take the galactic shuttle to the convention. "gee. wat r all these lowlife doing here? its gonna b damn crowded there. heck, theyr not even old enough to get enrolled into e naboo university. where's a-nick-kin roadrunner aniwayz?" he ponders. if theres one creature in this universe tt can be even later den mic, it was his old accomplice, nick...the place was big and overwhelming. the languages spoken were alien to the two young jedi. heck, german? wat planet is that from?the modules one had 2 learn to become a honours jedi was, one time too many, boring. what happende to all e talk bout e fun stuff like learning how 2 teleport n read minds n stuff? all tt was offered was crap like philosophy. damned socrates made e 2 young jedis n a 1.5m short droid named khai fall asleep. history was too old too. whats film and history got in common? trust the sith lords to come up with wierd schools of thought.geography seemed to b e most popular. perhaps, the idea of metamorphing the ground beneath oneself is a much sought after skill? our jedis r not impressed. the sight of old friends from the jedi junior college , though, made them feel much at home. at last, they went for the economics 'booth'. inspired by the fact that great jedi master Goh C.T.P.0. was a graduate, the two young ones had visions of their own future. "man, mabbe we'll become supreme ministers in the roung lightning table one day."time check showed that it was past noon. the two had an appointment at centrepoint. a solar-system in the middle of the orchard galaxy, some 20 light aeons away. out of desparation, they resorted 2 take e fastest known teleporter there. on the way, mic received incoming signals that his training mates at the prestigous TRACOM were calling him out for a Star Wars movie. heh. what has this world come to. lame movies. sheesh. wat next? Star peace? who has ever heard of creatures called human beings tt posses powers akin to an amoeba? haha. wat r light sabres anyway? are they too weak to carry heavy metal ones? "whadeheck, im in"another signal reached mic's communications device. it was chang this time... another friend from jjc. he seemed desperate for a crumpler case for his music creating device. this young jedi has special powers not many possess. he has e ability to dispell all mainstream ideas and create a niche of his own. as nick went for a makeover, mic joined chang for some 'scanning'. he too got a crumpler case; but instead for his communication device. nick joined the 2 later on in a fast food diner tt openly proclaims to b e king of burgers. chang leaving for church, e other 2 go off to the far reaches of the eastern nebula. in this region, the creatures don the wierdest outfits. robes give way for knee length socks, body piercings and artwork on flesh. oh yea, did we mention wierd colour combinations? if there is one reason darth vader destroys this planet, its bcoz of scums of society and wierd (read 'individualistic') dress sense.