It wasn't that chaotic in our classroom, but it wasn't that orderly, either. The way I saw it, the class was divided into thirds: One third was trying to decide how we were going to do things, one third skipped that step entirely and started declaring themselves the supreme overlords of the island, and one third simply didn't care about anything that was happening. We didn't really have a definitive plan about what was going to happen.
Also, we skipped over the crucial points and went straight to the little details of our so-called "government". Instead of figuring out how we were going to survive, we were busy deciding what the official sport of our nation was going to be (by the way, its fantasy football). We were all just... milling around like a bunch of pigeons. It was quite a sight, let me tell you.
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