Oh My
My thoughts for the day!
1) Camp actors are in fact the worst thing since tramp beards.
2) Getting a lecture by a murderer is not all that fun
3) Fancy dress is fun!
Lets address point 1. If your going to act, please actually act! Dont go on stage and camp it up till it reaches the notch where people decide that theyd rather be watching a monologue with Sylvester Stallone. You see i saw a play last night put on by my school. Some of the acting damn good quality, however it was turned into a bit of a drag fest whenever one person got on stage. At the end of the play i suddenly felt highly depressed. Why you say?, because i suddenly remembered that i used to date this flamer whod just hightened my interest in Sylvester Stallone monologues. >.< oh my!
Point 2. My school is so amazing that in a stroke of genius they invited a murderer in to talk to us about jail. MYYYY GOD it was an insane waste of time. He was so full of shit youd swear hed never taken a dump in his life. He spent about an hour telling us bout his mate 'Big Rintie'...... why the fuck do i care about some fat guy called Big Rintie????? >.> Oh well, still beat camp acting >.-
Numero 3! Fancy dress halloweeny thing. At the moment my plan is to go to this party thingy as a kind of Brandon Lee from the crow thing. But this is where i employ the cunning tactic of asking you kind people out there for any better ideas... and then later taking credit for them :D
Final notes... visit www.shadowlinx.co.uk (site of a friend, im thinkin hes designed a pretty rad site), Wilma sucks, early hours of the morning should be outlawed, i rule (dont correct me) and finally Im gunna miss you joey! (how dare that fiend America steal you again!).
This production was brought to you by the letter K and the number 6
p.s What did the dyslexic pimp buy...... a wearhouse :P
1) Camp actors are in fact the worst thing since tramp beards.
2) Getting a lecture by a murderer is not all that fun
3) Fancy dress is fun!
Lets address point 1. If your going to act, please actually act! Dont go on stage and camp it up till it reaches the notch where people decide that theyd rather be watching a monologue with Sylvester Stallone. You see i saw a play last night put on by my school. Some of the acting damn good quality, however it was turned into a bit of a drag fest whenever one person got on stage. At the end of the play i suddenly felt highly depressed. Why you say?, because i suddenly remembered that i used to date this flamer whod just hightened my interest in Sylvester Stallone monologues. >.< oh my!
Point 2. My school is so amazing that in a stroke of genius they invited a murderer in to talk to us about jail. MYYYY GOD it was an insane waste of time. He was so full of shit youd swear hed never taken a dump in his life. He spent about an hour telling us bout his mate 'Big Rintie'...... why the fuck do i care about some fat guy called Big Rintie????? >.> Oh well, still beat camp acting >.-
Numero 3! Fancy dress halloweeny thing. At the moment my plan is to go to this party thingy as a kind of Brandon Lee from the crow thing. But this is where i employ the cunning tactic of asking you kind people out there for any better ideas... and then later taking credit for them :D
Final notes... visit www.shadowlinx.co.uk (site of a friend, im thinkin hes designed a pretty rad site), Wilma sucks, early hours of the morning should be outlawed, i rule (dont correct me) and finally Im gunna miss you joey! (how dare that fiend America steal you again!).
This production was brought to you by the letter K and the number 6
p.s What did the dyslexic pimp buy...... a wearhouse :P