A sum up review thing
NYU: You're in! And you can do freshman year in Italy!
Me: Weee!
Mom and Dad: Uh...we can't afford anywhere good. You have to go to your fallback school...
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Me: Am I fired?
Kelly: No, we just have too many waitresses so we can't give you more than 4 hours a week. You might want to look for another job.
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Scholarship people: We're awarding you $1,000!
Me: Yay!
SP: Oh wait...no...not for the school you're going to. yoink.
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Drama Club: Uh... we're not doing that spring musical we went on about. Sorry we told you not to audition for the fall show so that you could be a lead in this show we're not doing...
RCT: You can't be in Raney because you're too young and you were Nancy Hanks. Oh. And we're cancelling "Streetcar" which you've been looking forward to.
ACT: (Prediction) You suck. But we pity you so we'll give you a tiny one-liner so that you feel committed and *have* to do the show, anyway. Even though you suck and will be virtually invisible except for that one time you say "G'night milady."
UNCW: Our theater department is crappy and we don't have voice lessons.
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Steven: You're cheating on me!
Me: No I'm not.
Steven: Yes you are!
Me: I think I would know!
Steven: But you are!
Me: I love you you idiot!
Steven: No you don't!
Me: (kills self)
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Mrs. P: I want you to do this video project.
Me: Ok, but I haven't a camera.
Mrs. P: Too bad. Stack these books and take an F.
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Dad: You need a job.
Mom: You need a job.
Me: I need a job.
The world: You'll never keep a job. Additionally, you'll never have another good role or learn anything ever. Oh and we hate you.
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That just about sums it up.
~*M*~
Me: Weee!
Mom and Dad: Uh...we can't afford anywhere good. You have to go to your fallback school...
+++
Me: Am I fired?
Kelly: No, we just have too many waitresses so we can't give you more than 4 hours a week. You might want to look for another job.
+++
Scholarship people: We're awarding you $1,000!
Me: Yay!
SP: Oh wait...no...not for the school you're going to. yoink.
+++
Drama Club: Uh... we're not doing that spring musical we went on about. Sorry we told you not to audition for the fall show so that you could be a lead in this show we're not doing...
RCT: You can't be in Raney because you're too young and you were Nancy Hanks. Oh. And we're cancelling "Streetcar" which you've been looking forward to.
ACT: (Prediction) You suck. But we pity you so we'll give you a tiny one-liner so that you feel committed and *have* to do the show, anyway. Even though you suck and will be virtually invisible except for that one time you say "G'night milady."
UNCW: Our theater department is crappy and we don't have voice lessons.
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Steven: You're cheating on me!
Me: No I'm not.
Steven: Yes you are!
Me: I think I would know!
Steven: But you are!
Me: I love you you idiot!
Steven: No you don't!
Me: (kills self)
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Mrs. P: I want you to do this video project.
Me: Ok, but I haven't a camera.
Mrs. P: Too bad. Stack these books and take an F.
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Dad: You need a job.
Mom: You need a job.
Me: I need a job.
The world: You'll never keep a job. Additionally, you'll never have another good role or learn anything ever. Oh and we hate you.
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That just about sums it up.
~*M*~