Manical laughter. Thunder. Lightning.
This is awesome, honestly. I feel so evil, except I didn't do anything evil, they just did something stupid!
Texas. Poor, poor racist/sexist/discriminatory Texas. They tried so hard to ban any and all forms of gay marriage that they accidentally banned ALL marriage in the process.
See children, that's what happens when you're pigheaded.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Life Lesson.
Posted by The Ousted Princess at 6:09 PM 4 comments
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
The Solution To Our Problems
When I was little (well, younger), I would drink warm milk while writing.
My sister was confused by this healthy habit. She announced that I must have added sugar.
She didn't believe me when I said no.
Ever courageous (and still believing that sugar is the solution to everything), she stuck some milk in the microwave, added a heaping spoonful of sugar, and gulped it down.
The look on her face said it all.
Posted by The Ousted Princess at 12:51 AM 1 comments
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
And then the teacher let us finger paint and then we ate animal crackers and Jamie called me stupid so I said, "I am rubber, you are glue!"
I'm not that whiny, honest.
But somehow, in my playwriting class, all the characters I've played during the entire semester are high-pitched, whiny brats.
My first monologue (previously posted) involves a 14-year-old very energetic girl. A couple times I've read out in class, and the character has always been weird. And today, for our group play, I was a seven-year-old girl that talks rapidly and giggles.
Afterwards, even one of the guys commented on it.
I've been typecasted. As a child.
Posted by The Ousted Princess at 4:12 PM 0 comments
Labels: performance
Monday, November 16, 2009
To Keep My Love Alive
Today, while discussing the battered wife syndrome, my Crim teacher said it's not a good defence for those of us looking to kill our husbands, and as he said it, he looked directly at me.
Thanks, really.
Posted by The Ousted Princess at 5:48 PM 1 comments
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Mandrake Roots
The other day in my English class, a kid was in front of the class doing a presentation of John Donne's 'Song'.
The poem references a mandrake root, so the kid (well, a kid in his mid 20's) was describing all the different connotations they have.
He explained how the root looks like a human body and how folklore says they scream when you uproot them.
Then someone in the back went, "Like in Harry Potter?"
Suddenly, everyone knew knew exactly what a mandrake root is.
Score one for college :D
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Thursday, November 5, 2009
Oh.
You know when sometimes there's that moment of they like me, they really like me!
I get that sometimes.
It's kinda epic.
Also epic: gossping and chatting and laughing so hard you push on a pull door at the same time your friend does. Then there's that moment of, why isn't the door openin--oh.
Posted by The Ousted Princess at 5:13 PM 0 comments
Labels: I fail at life
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
My Philosophy class is really improving my artistic abilities.
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Labels: Iolanthe, pirates of penzance, Princess and the Pea
Monday, November 2, 2009
Odette, the Swan Princess
Today I was on Facebook when suddenly my Internet crapped out.
And I thought, No! I need to know what non-Disney princess I'm most like!
And then, when the Internet came back a second later, there was ad in the corner. 'Do you like Hannah Montana? Come meet thousands of other singles that like Hannah Montana too!'
...
I don't know what the signs of the apocalypse are, but I think it's fair to say that the world is coming to an end.
And if it isn't, it should be.
Posted by The Ousted Princess at 4:19 PM 2 comments