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[Vanessa]

Me: Danke~
Rosaline: Then no time would work, yes? Good. Great. I'll pencil you in at a quarter to nothing.
Me: xD Gtg, night!

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: Oh, Rosaline. It'll happen eventually.
Me: xD Night~

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: so apparently Dante Basco is an alumnus of my school? Why was this not a bigger deal? They sent no emails about him, but like, seven for Matt Morrison. What is this I can't.

[Vanessa]

Me: Wtf. O.o That is amazing, though, omg.
Rosaline: Not in forever.
Me: Forever is relative.
Rosaline: -.-'
Me: Well, it is. xD It could be from now until tomorrow or in five months.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: He apparently gave a talk yesterday. e_O
Cecil: Or in a few hours. Let's be honest here.

[Vanessa]

Me: o>o
Rosaline: Don't get your hopes up, darling.
Me: I HAD THE MOST BRILLIANT DAY. :D

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: Really, though.
Me: :D awesome

[Vanessa]

Rosaline: Honestly.
Me: ^^ It's one of those days were everything just goes right, you know?

I did my vocab presentation and everyone loved my poem, which made me feel happy. And then my teacher was like, "We're going to recite a poem from our portfolio to smooth jazz." And I was like, "OK, fine, whatevs." And I listened to these bad to mediocre to pretty good poems, and then it was my turn. I recite my refrigerator poem, and when I finish, everyone is staring at me with open mouths. Finally, my teacher says, "Excuse me a moment. I have to pick my jaw up from the floor." And the room erupts into snapping, and everyone is stands up, standing and snapping and it was amazing.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: :D that's great. *glomp*

[Vanessa]

Me: :3 *glompified* And then this junior in my section basically told me I was a brilliant flutist and feels everywhere.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: :D that's great.

[Vanessa]

Me: So good. So good. ALSO LIAM MADE A NEW VIDEO.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: I KNOW I SAW. HIS LAUGH.

[Vanessa]

Me: ALL OF THE ADORBS. <3

[Jo]

Me: People I is shell-shocked.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: what happened, Jo?

SO CUTE~

[Jo]

Me: So I'm now making these weirds designs to Beethoven's Pastorale and it was going awesome and I was completely inspired and crazy and then it was ruined because it was supposed to be symmetrical. >,<

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: you could always try again? :/ *hugs*

[Jo]

Me: It was a three-tier project. I'd have to scrap the whole thing.
Beethoven--you life ruiner.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: :(

[Jo]

Me: If I get the chance I'll scan one of the twenty I've done.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Awesome.

[Vanessa]

Me: So there are these two chemicals in soymilk that act like estrogen, and my brother's been drinking it nonstop. He just found out. It explains so much.

[Jo]

Me: XDD VAN,

[Vanessa]

Me: I'M SERIOUS. He's been more sensitive and moodier than me. o.O He stopped, thankfully, because he doesn't want to turn into a woman. xD
Rosaline: Bruce must drink loads of soymilk, then.
Bruce: -___-

[Jo]

Mauricia: Lay off him, Slytherin.
Me: Ooh. Touchy.

xDD GOOD LORD.

[Vanessa]

Me: XD IKR? He's like, "I thought my chest felt tender."

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Esther: xD It's okay, Bruce.
Me: xD oh god

[Jo]

Mauricia: That's just hilarious. xD
Me: THING IS I HATE SOYMILK.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD My brother, ladies. Tell your friends.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me, Brilliant. XD

[Jo]

Me: Is it not just the brand?

[Vanessa]

Me: The article he read didn't specify.

[Jo]

Me: Ah, well. If it's just one then I can just kick back and see you relax. xD

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Ah. Too good.

[Jo]

Me: I will make Mauricia make more soymilk then.
Mauricia: What no what for.

[Vanessa]

Me: For your breasts.
SHERLOCKED.

[Jo]

Mauricia: Excuse me? What was that for?
Me: xD
FOR MARCELINA THEN.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Vanster wrote: "Me: The article he read didn't specify."

Me: it's found in soy in general.

[Vanessa]

Me: OH MARCELINA WAS CHEST BURNED.

[Jo]

Me: Oh. It's Marcee's lucky day then. xD
Marcelina: dafuq

[Vanessa]

Me: lolololol

[Jo]

Mauricia: But she's still under cellar duty. Drinking quotes and now casks of soy milk. xD
Me: I forgot that!

[Vanessa]

Me: Gotta go!

[Jo]

Me: WHAT NO GOODBYE.

[Vanessa]

Me: BAAACK.

[Jo]

Me: WHY HI VAN.
I took the opportunity to pass some of my stories to computer--BUT HELLO.

[Vanessa]

Me: SCHMELLO. :D I had dinner.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: HELLO

[Jo]

Me: I get lazy with dinner and eat at nine. xD