due to a combination of bad luck fate and bad planning, I have been somehow elevated to the higher echelons of dramafeste for my house. this is despite the fact that im not in the house exco, nor do i ever wish to be. Unlike all the other houses which have actually written scripts and started rehearsing, we have yet to write a script. Gd luck to us. I dont htink anyone here cares about the house. I dont but im here because my CCA teacher told me to be here, being RP and all. Heck i cant even name my house captain. Or the house captain last year. I love doing this. everyone loves extra work. Juggling lit parody at the sametime is awesome too. Esp since i wrote a script for that as well..........
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The above was supposed to be the real title, but trust me the blogskin screwed up on meLiving life to the fullest And I won't say anything at all. To all the lovely bitches like you Get your boots on |
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- Tuesday, July 6, 2010 @ 3:12 PM
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- Tuesday, July 6, 2010 @ 3:12 PM
due to a combination of bad luck fate and bad planning, I have been somehow elevated to the higher echelons of dramafeste for my house. this is despite the fact that im not in the house exco, nor do i ever wish to be. Unlike all the other houses which have actually written scripts and started rehearsing, we have yet to write a script. Gd luck to us. I dont htink anyone here cares about the house. I dont but im here because my CCA teacher told me to be here, being RP and all. Heck i cant even name my house captain. Or the house captain last year. I love doing this. everyone loves extra work. Juggling lit parody at the sametime is awesome too. Esp since i wrote a script for that as well..........
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 Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world. This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst. My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me. And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre. I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn. *hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.
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