*yawn* I am so tired today. I can't believe it. I actually slept in til 8:40am this morning, which is quite a while for me. An hour and a half later, and I'm still half asleep. I'm trying to research Post colonialism, so I can start my English Extension assignment today, but I have a feeling that it's just not going to happen. I mean, yeah, I'll do some research, but I'm not going to start the assignment. Even if I were to, ridiculous word dribble would just come out. And we don't want that.
Wake up, [demisemiquavergirl]! I wasn't even half this tired yesterday, and I got up at 5am. Ah yesterday. Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away. Now it looks as though they're here to stay... Yesterday was a great day. I didn't think it would be. I thought it would be a good day, but I was prepared to be very disappointed.
Let's start at the very beginning; a very good place to start. Yesterday, I woke up bright and early and caught the early bus to the city, with my Dad. He went off to work, and I went off to the cultural centre, where I sat and waited, all alone for half an hour. That was awkward, because the place was pretty much empty because it was so early in the morning, and the people who did walk past just gave me really strange looks. Anyways, I ended up meeting up with [TenutoTuo]. We chatted, and walked in the pouring rain, and chilled at the State Library. Then [ClearlyUnfocused] turned up, and we pretty much did the same thing. Actually, we ended up shopping in the city, which is pretty fun. I can't believe I managed to walk out of Typo without buying anything. It took such self-restraint. Eating sushi was good. Mmmmm. Sushiiiiiii.
Anyhow, we've all established that I am obsessed with Wicked, right? Well, truth is, we had all turned up in the city in the hope that we'd win front row tickets to the show. 2.5 hours before each performance, you can write down your name and details on a lottery slip, and it gets put in a ballot box. If your name gets called out, then you can buy up to 2 front row (well, some are second row, and sight restricted) seats for $35. Ever since I saw the show, just over a year ago, I have wanted to enter the lotto. Despite the fact that Wicked has been in my city since the beginning of January, I just haven't gone. It's not that I haven't wanted to, I just haven't had the chance. Until yesterday. I wasn't very confidant about winning lotto. I'd heard that over 300 people had turned up the night before, and, there's only about 20 seats available, so the odds didn't look too good. I don't know if it was because it was pouring down rain, or because no-one felt like going out on a Wednesday afternoon, but only 40 or so people turned up to lotto yesterday. Even then, I really doubted that any of my friends or I would win. But, oh, I wanted to win so badly.
... and I did! I can't believe I didn't pass out with excitement when my name was the first one chosen in the ballot. I almost doubled over when [ClearlyUnfocused]'s was called- we now had 4 front row tickets, meaning the three of us could all see it together. Then [TenutoTuo] won as well! Well, we had an excess of tickets, but we all won the Wicked Lotto! It was the best feeling. Turns out, I'd won the best seats in the entire [2000 seat] theatre. Yeah bro. [ClearlyUnfocused] and [TentuoTuo] both won sight restricted seats, so they gave away their three worst tickets to people who hadn't won, seeing as we'd won six seats, and there were only three of us. The people who we gave the tickets to were to excited and grateful; it was such a lovely feeling, knowing that we'd made them so happy.
The show itself was incredible. So, so incredible. I'd seen it four times before, but seeing it from the front row was completely different. You could see all the details on the costumes, and the intricate facial expressions, and the amazing sets. Sometimes cast members even came to the front of the stage and looked you right in the eye. Speaking of which, oh dear. It is a known fact that people performing on that stage can only see the front row of the audience. Well, that's unfortunate. I swear they looked at me at the worst of times. Actually, I ended up watching the ensemble most of the time, because, well, I never get to see what they really look like. Wow. What a talented bunch. Of course, if DH was on stage, my eyes automatically looked at him instead. Yeah, I'm a fangirl, but damn, that guy is just so darn talented. His acting is just so good, I really think I was paying more attention yesterday because of that than fangirly rubbish. All the leads are beyond amazing. They all have the best voices, and put so, so, so much emotion into their acting. Even the ensemble put in so much extra effort. I've really never seen a cast like this (and I have seen many musicals, and many casts). They are the best.
Wicked is closing in my city in 2 days, so I'm really, really glad that I got to see it one last time. I know I'll see it again someday. Maybe on Broadway, or West End. Maybe when another Australian tour comes around in 10 years or so. I don't know. But, I do know that yesterday was my last chance at seeing that cast. The cast who, in my opinion, are the best there ever has been, or will be. I think I'll miss seeing the Wicked signs everywhere. No, I know I'll miss it. I'd always smile when I saw them. And I'll miss walking past the lyric theatre and peeking in at the cast list, just to see who was on. I'll miss hearing the intermission bell chiming (well, it's more of a nasally "get yo ass back in da seat" sound) as I walk back from my Young Conservatorium rehearsal to the bus stop.
Anyway, yesterday was amazing. Amazing show. Amazing friends. Amazing feeling. Amazing experience. Today, I return to my holiday that isn't a holiday. Assignments, boredom, bad television, procrastination, depression, solitude. That sums them up. I really should work on something, but my brain still hasn't turned itself on. I will probably have another break from assignmenting today, so I don't [metaphorically] kill myself with depression.
Despite the lamity of my holidays, I'm so glad that I'll have something good to remember them by. As much as I'll miss Wicked, I now feel like I have a little more closure with it. I'll still be like "Waaaah. Must. See. Again. Like. Die. Lolz. No. Gah. Wiiiicked!" but I achieved my goal; I saw it 5 times, and I won the lotto at least once. And no assignments or homework or school depressing rubbish can take that away from me.
Showing posts with label Wicked. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Monday, 21 March 2011
Dancing Through Life... And Falling On Your Face
Yes, it is great to sit through your biology exam, when all you can think about is David Harris' lush Dancing Through Life riff. Gah. The test was, erm, lame. As always, my Biology teacher filled it with biased rubbish and questions that no-one could have possibly studied for. Which is good in a way, because you know what to expect, and the sort of answers that she wants. But, it's also completely infuriating.
Yesterday, I felt so good about everything. I could see the insignificance of school assignments, and all that rubbish. Today is a new day. I feel the weight of work pulling down on my shoulders. Like a burro muerto (wow. Never thought I would reference the words 'dead donkey') that is still carrying their master's load.
I really fail at de-stressing. I sound like this:
"Yeah, I'm all cool bitches. Not, a care in the World. Screw school, I choose happiness! Whoop whoop! Oh, sh*t, the English homework is due? OMGOMGOMGOMG. Must go and work on that for 3 hours, then study for other subjects and start some assignments. Ah! I wasted time not caring about school! How I'm going to fail and drop out of school and die alone and fail and get in trouble and fail and... WAAH!"
'Ello there, bipolar child. Wanna make out? ZOMG. I just asked myself to make out. What is wroooooooong with me?
See? THIS is why people shouldn't give me assessment, it turns me into the craziest chica everrrrrr.
Side note, I totally had the most odd study session today with [MissInvisible]. I really suck at remembering things. Seriously. Thank goodness she was there to help me out! ...And distract me. Actually, I was doing most of the distracting, rambling about Wicked and all. Sorry, wifey!
My Maths test is tomorrow. I really need to revise, like, now. But, I'm not going to. Mwahahaha. Actually, I will. Just wait a few minutes, and I'll cave.
Speaking of education, my parents were speaking to me about University today. Apparently, it costs $14000 to board on-campus, which is like, way too expensive. So, unless I can get a job and rent a flat with a few people, it looks like I'm going to be stuck out in a rural area, that has nothing and is close to nothing for another few years. That is exactly the sort of news I wanted to hear.
Man, I am so desperate to get out of school. Can you tell?
Being in Brisbane city last night, even if it was only early still was just... amazeballs. As Glinda says "The nightlife, the hustle and bustle, it's all so... Ozmopolitan!"
I'm dying to reach the day when I can just stay out in the city, maybe go for a few drinks, hang with my friends. Rather than having to rush home because I have school exams the next day.
That's also the great thing about University. At the end, everyone leaves with a degree, just for passing. At school, you have to work so hard to get good marks, just so you can get a decent OP and therefore hopefully get into the University you want. Which, you cannot get it the tards in your grade are dumb and can't do well on the QCS test. Yes, I'm referring to my grade there.
Anyways, I should stop ranting and actually get some stuff done. When will my life begin? I wish I could answer that question. Hopefully, it will be soon. /Tangent/ I'm already doing so much more than I could have dreamed of, with my high school life, but I've still got so far to go.
I'll leave it at that for now. A final quote from the song Die, Vampire, Die from one of my favourite musicals, [title of show]:
You sketched that turtle you saw on that ad on late night cable TV. Tippy turtle! But, your fourth grade teacher said "You can't draw", oh those vampires won't let you be. F*ck you Ms Johnson, word!
It is the height of randomness. Farewell, my little [demisemiquavers]!
Yesterday, I felt so good about everything. I could see the insignificance of school assignments, and all that rubbish. Today is a new day. I feel the weight of work pulling down on my shoulders. Like a burro muerto (wow. Never thought I would reference the words 'dead donkey') that is still carrying their master's load.
I really fail at de-stressing. I sound like this:
"Yeah, I'm all cool bitches. Not, a care in the World. Screw school, I choose happiness! Whoop whoop! Oh, sh*t, the English homework is due? OMGOMGOMGOMG. Must go and work on that for 3 hours, then study for other subjects and start some assignments. Ah! I wasted time not caring about school! How I'm going to fail and drop out of school and die alone and fail and get in trouble and fail and... WAAH!"
'Ello there, bipolar child. Wanna make out? ZOMG. I just asked myself to make out. What is wroooooooong with me?
See? THIS is why people shouldn't give me assessment, it turns me into the craziest chica everrrrrr.
Side note, I totally had the most odd study session today with [MissInvisible]. I really suck at remembering things. Seriously. Thank goodness she was there to help me out! ...And distract me. Actually, I was doing most of the distracting, rambling about Wicked and all. Sorry, wifey!
My Maths test is tomorrow. I really need to revise, like, now. But, I'm not going to. Mwahahaha. Actually, I will. Just wait a few minutes, and I'll cave.
Speaking of education, my parents were speaking to me about University today. Apparently, it costs $14000 to board on-campus, which is like, way too expensive. So, unless I can get a job and rent a flat with a few people, it looks like I'm going to be stuck out in a rural area, that has nothing and is close to nothing for another few years. That is exactly the sort of news I wanted to hear.
Man, I am so desperate to get out of school. Can you tell?
Being in Brisbane city last night, even if it was only early still was just... amazeballs. As Glinda says "The nightlife, the hustle and bustle, it's all so... Ozmopolitan!"
I'm dying to reach the day when I can just stay out in the city, maybe go for a few drinks, hang with my friends. Rather than having to rush home because I have school exams the next day.
That's also the great thing about University. At the end, everyone leaves with a degree, just for passing. At school, you have to work so hard to get good marks, just so you can get a decent OP and therefore hopefully get into the University you want. Which, you cannot get it the tards in your grade are dumb and can't do well on the QCS test. Yes, I'm referring to my grade there.
Anyways, I should stop ranting and actually get some stuff done. When will my life begin? I wish I could answer that question. Hopefully, it will be soon. /Tangent/ I'm already doing so much more than I could have dreamed of, with my high school life, but I've still got so far to go.
I'll leave it at that for now. A final quote from the song Die, Vampire, Die from one of my favourite musicals, [title of show]:
You sketched that turtle you saw on that ad on late night cable TV. Tippy turtle! But, your fourth grade teacher said "You can't draw", oh those vampires won't let you be. F*ck you Ms Johnson, word!
It is the height of randomness. Farewell, my little [demisemiquavers]!
Sunday, 20 March 2011
"... There was just a large concentration of highly talented young men" : A quick post
Okay, so I'll keep this short because I'm supposed to be off studying for Biology/ sleeping.
So, today I saw Wicked for my fourth time. Wooooooow. I just do not get sick of this show. It was as amazing and emotional as always today, maybe even moreso.
I finally got see see Lucy Durack (Glinda) and Jemma Rix (Elphaba) performing together. They have such a wonderful chemistry; it was well worth the wait. They did all these cute things together, like chatting and cracking each other up as the beds came on for Popular and giggling at each other in For Good. It made me smile.
The show was particularly hilarious today. The whole "Toss, toss" section of Popular was pee-your-pants funny. I started getting chest pains, I was laughing so much. It was like:
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. Owowowow. Pain. HAHAHAHAHA. Owow. AHAHA!"
Also, I finally got to cheer properly at both Glinda's and Elphaba's entrance. So happy!
And there was an understudy of for Nessa. She was sub-lime! Her rendition of Wicked Witch of the East made me bawl my eyes out. Gotta love understudies (well, as many of you know, I really do).
Of course, David Harris was the highlight of the show. I literally reached towards the stage and whispered "Don't go, please don't go!" when he stumbled backwards off the stage after As Long As You're Mine. And said "Helloooo" in some suggestive voice when he walked onstage for the Dancing Through Life ball. He's just so... gorgeous! Okay, I know he's gay, and I know he's twice my age, but... Can we just get married or something? As I've already ranted, I'm not the most comfortable person with all things sexual, but holy crapoli, if David Harris wanted me, let's just say, there's nothing I would deny him. Oh dear Lord, let's hope he never does a Google ego search and finds this.
I'm sorry, but anyone who has a voice (AND OH, DOES HE HAVE A VOICE!), body and face like that is someone who you can't help but be attracted to. Well, I can't anyways.
When he swung on stage and yelled "Let the green girl go!" in a growl-y voice, I pretty much died. The audience like, fully applauded this line. I was so proud of them. Oh, what I wouldn't have given to be the green girl then...
And his Dancing Through Life riff was just... Orgasmic. I feel really awkward using that word, because I really don't want people to think I was just having some sexual experience to myself while at the theatre. I wasn't, but the riff was HOT AS! He didn't have the added high note at the end, that randomly appeared last week, but it was still brilliant.
Meeting him at Stage Door just topped everything else. [ClearlyUnfocused] totally ambushed him, because we could see that he was going to just leave to have drinks, without talking to anyone. Kinda rude, but whatevers. I did not take off my shoes and run down [possibly 9] flights of stairs to make sure I met him, just to have him walk away. Despite wanting to go, he was still so nice in signing programs and taking a photo with us. I had a total Boq moment: "You're TOUCHING me!"
Okay, so he had his arm around me for a photo, but it was still awesome. I kind pushed [ClearlyUnfocused]'s brother out of the way, just so I could be next to him in the photo. What? Fangirl-ness does things to you...
Oh! And I totally saw Prince William drive past when we were hanging near the convention centre. Mmmhmm.
It's been such an incredible day. I have been stressing so much about school, bu having been away from it for a bit, I can now look at things in perspective. I'm not going to worry about things too much, I'm going to dance through life, mindless and careless.
It's just life, so keep dancing through!
Buenos Tardes!
So, today I saw Wicked for my fourth time. Wooooooow. I just do not get sick of this show. It was as amazing and emotional as always today, maybe even moreso.
I finally got see see Lucy Durack (Glinda) and Jemma Rix (Elphaba) performing together. They have such a wonderful chemistry; it was well worth the wait. They did all these cute things together, like chatting and cracking each other up as the beds came on for Popular and giggling at each other in For Good. It made me smile.
The show was particularly hilarious today. The whole "Toss, toss" section of Popular was pee-your-pants funny. I started getting chest pains, I was laughing so much. It was like:
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. Owowowow. Pain. HAHAHAHAHA. Owow. AHAHA!"
Also, I finally got to cheer properly at both Glinda's and Elphaba's entrance. So happy!
And there was an understudy of for Nessa. She was sub-lime! Her rendition of Wicked Witch of the East made me bawl my eyes out. Gotta love understudies (well, as many of you know, I really do).
Of course, David Harris was the highlight of the show. I literally reached towards the stage and whispered "Don't go, please don't go!" when he stumbled backwards off the stage after As Long As You're Mine. And said "Helloooo" in some suggestive voice when he walked onstage for the Dancing Through Life ball. He's just so... gorgeous! Okay, I know he's gay, and I know he's twice my age, but... Can we just get married or something? As I've already ranted, I'm not the most comfortable person with all things sexual, but holy crapoli, if David Harris wanted me, let's just say, there's nothing I would deny him. Oh dear Lord, let's hope he never does a Google ego search and finds this.
I'm sorry, but anyone who has a voice (AND OH, DOES HE HAVE A VOICE!), body and face like that is someone who you can't help but be attracted to. Well, I can't anyways.
When he swung on stage and yelled "Let the green girl go!" in a growl-y voice, I pretty much died. The audience like, fully applauded this line. I was so proud of them. Oh, what I wouldn't have given to be the green girl then...
And his Dancing Through Life riff was just... Orgasmic. I feel really awkward using that word, because I really don't want people to think I was just having some sexual experience to myself while at the theatre. I wasn't, but the riff was HOT AS! He didn't have the added high note at the end, that randomly appeared last week, but it was still brilliant.
Meeting him at Stage Door just topped everything else. [ClearlyUnfocused] totally ambushed him, because we could see that he was going to just leave to have drinks, without talking to anyone. Kinda rude, but whatevers. I did not take off my shoes and run down [possibly 9] flights of stairs to make sure I met him, just to have him walk away. Despite wanting to go, he was still so nice in signing programs and taking a photo with us. I had a total Boq moment: "You're TOUCHING me!"
Okay, so he had his arm around me for a photo, but it was still awesome. I kind pushed [ClearlyUnfocused]'s brother out of the way, just so I could be next to him in the photo. What? Fangirl-ness does things to you...
Oh! And I totally saw Prince William drive past when we were hanging near the convention centre. Mmmhmm.
It's been such an incredible day. I have been stressing so much about school, bu having been away from it for a bit, I can now look at things in perspective. I'm not going to worry about things too much, I'm going to dance through life, mindless and careless.
It's just life, so keep dancing through!
Buenos Tardes!
Thursday, 17 March 2011
Thank God It's Friday!
Or, as a friend of mine would say "Thank the non-existent God". Douche.
So maybe I'm not in love on Friday, and I'm not partying, partying, partying (yeah) as two songs about this day would suggest, but I am really thankful that it has finally come around.
My weekend will not be full of wonderful things, no. It will be chock-a-block with studying for Maths and Biology Exams and fixing my 'oh-so-fail' English assignment. You know, I could be reducing my workload by studying right now, but I won't. I need this spare period to blog.
The wonderful thing about Friday is, even if your weekend is going to be filled with rubbish, you can live in the hope that it is going to be better than the days of the week that you spend at school. It's also a great time to procrastinate, because, you know, I don't do that enough.
To quote Fiyero from Wicked "I've been thinking..." And, you know, it's great to be able to use that quote, because I'm going to see Wicked this weekend. It is my "shining light in the sea of despair" (I'm so sorry, [GoJo], at least I'm not a stalker?). Yes, [ClearlyUnfocused] and I are going to head on down to our city's Lyric theatre, and watch this amazing musical... Instead of studying. Okay, so I'm starting to come off as a really bad student, but I'm really not. I'm just extremely fed up with school at the moment.
Anyways, as I was saying, I'm going to Wicked on Sunday. Even though I've seen the show three times already (I once flew to another city just to see it! I was so awesome), I'm really excited. It just comes at a time when I need to get away from my life, and take a trip to the land of Oz for a few hours. I think that's why it's become such a popular musical; because it acts as such a good escape from reality.
Ah, I've kinda gone off track, talking about Wicked. I just love this musical. I don't care where you're from, if you ever get the chance, see it!
Okay, back to my point. I've been thinking... over thinking. Like, everything. Not as much as my dear friend [TenutoTuo], who's really going through a rough patch at the moment. He's sitting next to me, blogging as well. He doesn't look so good. I hope he's okay. Actually, I know he's not okay, but that doesn't stop me wanting him to be. I'd just like to say, I love you [TenutoTuo]! We all do, and everything is going to be alright in the end, no matter what happens.
Sorry, just had to do that little shoutout. I have been thinking way too much. And I've been worrying about anything and everything that I possibly could, which isn't healthy. So, I've decided to try and take the Fiyero approach to life, because: "Life's more painless for the brainless. Why think so hard, when it's so soothing?"
I think too much about too much. So, I'm going to try and live 'the unexamined life'. I know this will fail miserably, seeing as I have, you know, an exam block coming up in the next few days. Nevertheless, I'm going to attempt look at life in more of a lighthearted way. Because, if I don't, I know I am going to kill myself with worrying. And, if I died now, I wouldn't be able to travel to Spain, and have a successful job in the arts, and have a happy marriage, and have crazy little boy kiddies with cool names, and party hard (just because I never have before), and live the life I'm going to live (which will probably be nothing like what I just mentioned). But, that's okay! Because that's the joy in life; you never know what's going to happen.
So, while I predict that much of my weekend will be crappy, I don't know that for sure. And that is the beauty of weekends.
Now, to add the Biology jokes. Firstly, I would just like to let you all know that [MissInvisible] has invisible herpes. Yes, you read that right. I kinda yelled out that she had herpes in the middle of a Biology revision lesson... and she decided that it was invisible, seeing as she is. Which is unfortunate for me, seeing as I am married to her, soooo... I've probably caught it off her. /I am kidding, of course/
Also: Yo mama's butt is made out of cells! Oh deary, deary me. I love lessons that get off-track.
Finally, I would like to say that [OldMan] is a bully. Even though he is sick, he still manages to hit me and 'hi-5' my face. Girl basher.
Have a wonderful weekend, my little demisemiquavers! I hope that it slows down, and each day is more like a breve. It's unlikely, but one can always hope. Peace & demisemiquavers out!
So maybe I'm not in love on Friday, and I'm not partying, partying, partying (yeah) as two songs about this day would suggest, but I am really thankful that it has finally come around.
My weekend will not be full of wonderful things, no. It will be chock-a-block with studying for Maths and Biology Exams and fixing my 'oh-so-fail' English assignment. You know, I could be reducing my workload by studying right now, but I won't. I need this spare period to blog.
The wonderful thing about Friday is, even if your weekend is going to be filled with rubbish, you can live in the hope that it is going to be better than the days of the week that you spend at school. It's also a great time to procrastinate, because, you know, I don't do that enough.
To quote Fiyero from Wicked "I've been thinking..." And, you know, it's great to be able to use that quote, because I'm going to see Wicked this weekend. It is my "shining light in the sea of despair" (I'm so sorry, [GoJo], at least I'm not a stalker?). Yes, [ClearlyUnfocused] and I are going to head on down to our city's Lyric theatre, and watch this amazing musical... Instead of studying. Okay, so I'm starting to come off as a really bad student, but I'm really not. I'm just extremely fed up with school at the moment.
Anyways, as I was saying, I'm going to Wicked on Sunday. Even though I've seen the show three times already (I once flew to another city just to see it! I was so awesome), I'm really excited. It just comes at a time when I need to get away from my life, and take a trip to the land of Oz for a few hours. I think that's why it's become such a popular musical; because it acts as such a good escape from reality.
Ah, I've kinda gone off track, talking about Wicked. I just love this musical. I don't care where you're from, if you ever get the chance, see it!
Okay, back to my point. I've been thinking... over thinking. Like, everything. Not as much as my dear friend [TenutoTuo], who's really going through a rough patch at the moment. He's sitting next to me, blogging as well. He doesn't look so good. I hope he's okay. Actually, I know he's not okay, but that doesn't stop me wanting him to be. I'd just like to say, I love you [TenutoTuo]! We all do, and everything is going to be alright in the end, no matter what happens.
Sorry, just had to do that little shoutout. I have been thinking way too much. And I've been worrying about anything and everything that I possibly could, which isn't healthy. So, I've decided to try and take the Fiyero approach to life, because: "Life's more painless for the brainless. Why think so hard, when it's so soothing?"
I think too much about too much. So, I'm going to try and live 'the unexamined life'. I know this will fail miserably, seeing as I have, you know, an exam block coming up in the next few days. Nevertheless, I'm going to attempt look at life in more of a lighthearted way. Because, if I don't, I know I am going to kill myself with worrying. And, if I died now, I wouldn't be able to travel to Spain, and have a successful job in the arts, and have a happy marriage, and have crazy little boy kiddies with cool names, and party hard (just because I never have before), and live the life I'm going to live (which will probably be nothing like what I just mentioned). But, that's okay! Because that's the joy in life; you never know what's going to happen.
So, while I predict that much of my weekend will be crappy, I don't know that for sure. And that is the beauty of weekends.
Now, to add the Biology jokes. Firstly, I would just like to let you all know that [MissInvisible] has invisible herpes. Yes, you read that right. I kinda yelled out that she had herpes in the middle of a Biology revision lesson... and she decided that it was invisible, seeing as she is. Which is unfortunate for me, seeing as I am married to her, soooo... I've probably caught it off her. /I am kidding, of course/
Also: Yo mama's butt is made out of cells! Oh deary, deary me. I love lessons that get off-track.
Finally, I would like to say that [OldMan] is a bully. Even though he is sick, he still manages to hit me and 'hi-5' my face. Girl basher.
Have a wonderful weekend, my little demisemiquavers! I hope that it slows down, and each day is more like a breve. It's unlikely, but one can always hope. Peace & demisemiquavers out!
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