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Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
The most recent picture of me I have. This is me with my jazz group, taken a month or so ago. I'm the one with the yellow scarf.
Day 01 → Your favourite song
Day 02 → Your favourite movie
Day 03 → Your favourite television programme
Day 04 → Your favourite book
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Ugggghhhhhhhhh the musical. I find it lolarious that the post right below this one is all optimistic and shit, because I have reached my breaking point with this thing. Our director is killing all of our souls and ugh. Today she went on stage and went up to me IN THE MIDDLE OF A SCENE, said "You always find a way to get to the front. I don't want you in the front!" and moved me to the back where no one could see me. WHAT THE FUCK? First of all, I just happen to usually be in the front because I'm five feet tall and that's the only way I can not be blocked. And that was the same position she blocked me into! Fucking insane bitch. I seriously considered walking out of the rehearsal and never coming back, but then I wouldn't get the good stuff of performing. And it's my senior year musical, and I can't not do it. Ugh. 6 more days of rehearsal, 3 performances and then I am fucking DONE.
The most recent picture of me I have. This is me with my jazz group, taken a month or so ago. I'm the one with the yellow scarf.
Day 01 → Your favourite song
Day 02 → Your favourite movie
Day 03 → Your favourite television programme
Day 04 → Your favourite book
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Ugggghhhhhhhhh the musical. I find it lolarious that the post right below this one is all optimistic and shit, because I have reached my breaking point with this thing. Our director is killing all of our souls and ugh. Today she went on stage and went up to me IN THE MIDDLE OF A SCENE, said "You always find a way to get to the front. I don't want you in the front!" and moved me to the back where no one could see me. WHAT THE FUCK? First of all, I just happen to usually be in the front because I'm five feet tall and that's the only way I can not be blocked. And that was the same position she blocked me into! Fucking insane bitch. I seriously considered walking out of the rehearsal and never coming back, but then I wouldn't get the good stuff of performing. And it's my senior year musical, and I can't not do it. Ugh. 6 more days of rehearsal, 3 performances and then I am fucking DONE.