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[Jo]

Erin: It needed to be clarified.
Me: It actually didn't.

[Vanessa]

Me: Yeah.

[Jo]

Me: God I am never getting over that parody. Ever.
Erin: Sorry, then.

[Vanessa]

Me: It's not available on my iPhone. :(

[Jo]

Me: It''s basically the dwarves more or less attacking Bilbo's house--and a lot of SHOTS.
Erin: Oh, please.
Mauricia: Wait, there is a circle?

[Vanessa]

Me: Not really a circle, more like a line segment and two coplanar points. xD Not even a shape at this point.

[Jo]

Marcelina: I'm sure that meant something but I don't actually get anything.
Mauricia: xD I can guess who the segment are.
Maureen: Rosaline and Cecil.
Mauricia: Exactly!

[Vanessa]

Me: FAIL GEOMETRY BECAUSE IT'S BRUCE AND CECIL.
Bruce: My manz. :D

[Jo]

Mauricia: Arithmancy?
Erin: More or less~
Me: Shh.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Oh you magical folk.

[Jo]

Mauricia: Oh, come on. We don't study love diagrams if that's what it's about.
Me: Mauricia...

[Vanessa]

Me: Yeah, it's the study of shapes. Duh.
Aretta: *facepalm*

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: guys. Blaylock says groovy. He's fantastic.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Blaylock?

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: James P. Blaylock. He's the director of our conservatory and he's also a novelist and also is fantastic.

[Vanessa]

Me: :D That's great.

So I made some slutty brownies (layer of chocolate chip cookie, layer of oreos, covered in brownie batter), and sweet mother of god, I think they're the most delicious chocolate-thing I've ever eaten.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: So funny. He came in announcing that his son's musical is playing again (his son happens to be one of my teachers, and they look nothing alike)

Omg that sounds amazing. ono

[Vanessa]

Me: Whoa, what are the odds of that? xD We have identical twin English teachers at my school, and even their students have trouble telling them apart.

Appropriately called slutty brownies because they're "oh so easy," and more than a little bit filthy.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD that's amazing.

XD omg. That's perfect.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD You could just switch class periods if you get tired of them.

xD Right? I really wish we had ice cream because they're still warm and the meltiness to chewiness to hotness to coldness ratio would be perfect.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD

Myehhh. I really want one now. >_<

[Vanessa]

Me: I'm sorry. xD

So I stab it when it's in the oven to see if it's done, right? When I take it out, I see my brother stabbing it and it goes, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY BABY
I'M SORRY IT LOOKED FUN D:
GET AWAY FROM IT."

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD ILY~ <3

[Vanessa]

Me: Ily too~

xD He's like, four, I swear. I had to send him to his room.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: XD oh my. I feel Ike that's something my little cousin would do, since he always does the opposite of what we tell him to do.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD My brother is just so naive sometimes.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD aw

So I've been compiling the Christmas Party RP. Did you want me to post it at some point when it's done?

[Vanessa]

Me: Sure, sounds fine.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Kie. :3

Murrah. Homework. ;n;

[Vanessa]

Me: I've been doing better. xD I have a to-do list and everything.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Name: xD that's great. I keep trying to do that and I never actually apply it.

[Vanessa]

Me: I'm trying to stick to it. I mean, making brownies wasn't on there, but I wanted to reward myself. XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD brownies are always good

[Vanessa]

Me: Always. I found sprinkles and I just went to town with that. XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD I love sprinkles.

[Vanessa]

Me: Right? Never too old for sprinkles.

Gtg, night~

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Exactly.

Night!

[Vanessa]

Me: WHY AM I NOCTURNAL. xD waking up at four in the fracking am.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: *huggle* I know that pain

[Vanessa]

Me: *huggle* I'm a frikkin' owl or something. xD

[Jo]

Me: xD Not so much.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD same.

[Jo]

Me: Oh how I hate being in winter break before everyone else.

[Vanessa]

Me: I'm fictionally in winter break.
Rosaline: Yeah, doesn't count.
Me: xD I know.

[Jo]

Me: Ah, "if only life felt real to me/not just another fantasy..."
Maureen: ...stop right there.
Me: Who died and made you Marcee?

[Vanessa]

Me: So true.

[Jo]

Me: WHY WHY WHY CAN'T I TAKE THE OARS IN MY LIFE.
Marcelina: Enough games.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: the ribbon fell off my pointe shoe in the middle of our rehearsal onstage, so I'm going forward, and this ribbon is just trailing on the floor behind me, since it's sill tied to the other one, and it was literally the most awkward thing.

[Vanessa]

Me: It's like ballet toilet paper.
I'm sorry, I've been making bad analogies all day.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: It was pretty much that. XD