More spamming your flists, yes? Yes.
I think I'd like to get back into theatre. It's been ... oh man. Years. I gave up in freshman year, I think, because I was having trouble memorizing monologues for auditions. But
I've been diagnosed with ADD since then, and so have delicious* medication to prevent such things. And I really, really love being on stage. The trouble is, of course, figuring out just how to get back to it. Maybe I'll take some drama courses at DVC? hmmmmmmm.
It's very hard to imagine that I'm graduating
in about three months. I'm starting off in community college, thanks to trashing my grades last year, so the transition won't be too rough, but it's the principle of the thing. I still haven't decided whether to go for English teacher or psychologist, but I have time! And either way, I can still get an English degree.( Collapse )
THIS IS ALL A SORRY EXCUSE NOT TO PLOT. Enough talk about cupcakes and camwhores and ... cam cam, ruz ruz
, I guess. It's a horrible butchering of a Persian saying (and isn't that
a fun language to put into English). 'Little by little, day by day.' ENOUGH. Actual plotting or bed**. Yes.* This is a lie.
** This is also a lie.