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[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Exactly. XD I don't know how to write loud mad people. Usually quietly fuming is easier for me.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Same.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD it's just this weird mental block.

[Vanessa]

Me: I don't know how to yell using words. All caps is weird for me. Just - BAM in the reader's face. XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Exactly. I also don't like to use exclamation marks.

[Vanessa]

Me: I rarely use them.

I feel so bad for Cecil. I just want to hug him. D:

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: Hugs are appreciated.
Esther: Tosser. e3e

[Vanessa]

Bruce: Esther. Such language. C'mere, bro. *holds out arms*
Me: xD OK, Bruce wants to take over.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: *hug*
Me: xD
Esther: Oh dear god. -_-

[Vanessa]

Bruce: It's OK. *pats back* Now, I have a selection of girls. Some with questionable morals, but we can work with that.
Me: Oh lord.
Bruce: *rolls out long parchment* AH HE HEM. First, Zoey, not too smart, but easy on the eyes if you squint.
Me: She sounds like a keeper.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: xD
Esther: -_-
Me:Oh, Bruce

[Vanessa]

Me: He's such a guy.
Rosaline: Except when he's not. Hey Bruce, look, kitten.
Bruce: What? Where?
Rosaline: Exhibit A.
Me: XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD
Cecil: You really need to work on that.
Esther: xD

[Vanessa]

Rosaline: There's only one cure - ovary removal surgery.
Bruce: -.-' That's not clever.
Me: Except it is. xD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Esther: It's brilliant. XD
Me: She's right. :3

[Vanessa]

Rosaline: ;D
Me: xD Ahh.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Esther: :3
Me: Oh Bruce.

[Jo]

Me: Van how did the audition go?

[Vanessa]

Me: It went...as I thought it would. I wasn't good, but I wasn't terrible. I was decent. I didn't get nervous - what happened was, I cut myself in the morning, and it was bleeding quite badly, so I had to wear this clunking gauze and medical tape in my hand, which really impaired my playing. But I did alright under the circumstances.

[Jo]

Me: I bet you did better than you think, Van. :D

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: D: I hate when stuff like that happens. *hugs*

[Vanessa]

Me: ^^' thanks.

But the best thing happened omg:
I walked down the halls, passing a few solemn faced musicians, into the flute audition hallways. A couple of student volunteers stood at the doors, announcing to the judges the musicians' audition numbers. When my time came, I handed my audition page to the student volunteer. I won't say he looked like Cecil, because he really didn't, but the blonde hair and blue eyes were close. Anyways, I hand him my page, and he's talking to another volunteer across the hall. Then he takes my page, and removes the buttons of his shirt, putting my page on his chest and sort of rubbing it there. The student volunteer he was talking with rolls her eyes and goes, "Stop being an idiot and put your shirt on." And he takes my page out and hands it back to me, winking, and the first thing I thought was Cecil. xD

[Jo]

Me: Isn't it wonderful when Goodreads telepathically aids you? xD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me; XD <3 omg that's amazing.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD I was trying so hard not to laugh. And when I left he was like, "You did amazing. Totally a seven." And I kid you not, he did a once over and went, "Maybe even an eight." At that point, I was nearly in tears trying not to laugh.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: ;)
Me: xD That's just amazing.

[Vanessa]

Me: Right? xD It was great, because that's something he'd do. In bed what I'm sorry I'm sorry I can't help it.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: XD <3
Cecil: Oh absolutely. ;)

[Vanessa]

Me: xD It's just that I had caffeine for the first time in forever today, and also I saw some of my old buddies from middle school at the auditions, including Sam, who's catchphrase was (and apparently still is) 'in bed.'

[Jo]

Me: xD All the respect.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD I missed them so much. Agh.

[Jo]

Me: From my very first orchestra I only see two people who are now really ahead of me: prodigy Monica and this other girl--wait for it--Jo.

[Vanessa]

Me: e-O I hate Monica.

There's a flutist named Monica in my class, and she can afford a private teacher, but she sucks so bad and doesn't even like band. If I could afford a normal teacher I would crush her high and mighty little ass.
Sorry rant over. xD

[Jo]

Me: Quite the opposite with this Monica. She's like excellent. We keep joking that she is one of three descendants of Paginini in the middle of the United States: Irina, Monica and *sigh* Anne Sophie.

[Vanessa]

Me: Sometimes I wish I could take a pill tht enables my entire brain to become amazing and know all of things. LIKE LIMITLESS.

[Jo]

Me: I want the ability of discipline. Which I occasionally get. But when I see either of these three Paginini descendants I'm in the mood to smash my head against the wall. I MEAN ANNE SOPHIE IS GOING TO CARNEGIE HALL.
Sorry for ranting.

[Vanessa]

Me: Don't be. I know that feel. ;n;

[Jo]

Me: But I console myself that for my level I'm fine and could do better and am trying to do so. :)

[Vanessa]

Me: I know I could do better with a teacher, but my mom isn't willing to invest the money. :/

[Jo]

Me: D: So unfair. Because I really have a great teacher, except she's a bit...compliant. Like the lead coin I play with. It's heavy and hard but I can mold it if I like. xD

[Vanessa]

Me: >.< sometimes I hate not being able to afford things.

xD nice.

[Jo]

Me: Pliers are good for it. But I'm always trying to make it shiny but I'm not good at it so it gets tinier and tinier. I'm not sure what point this is in my metaphor. XD

[Vanessa]

Me: XD

[Jo]

Me: Ah, the sun is finally out over here. AT LAST.

[Vanessa]

Me: XD our sun is setting.

[Jo]

Me: Still an hour to set over here. "Did you ever see a most beautiful sight. She's tallying into the wind. All sails set. Triple masted. Double decks. Fifty guns."
Marcelina: *facepalm*
Erin: ...

[Vanessa]

Me: xD What?

[Jo]

Me: Nothing. It's a quote.
Marcelina: Really, enough with Tintin please.

[Vanessa]

Me: Ah.

[Jo]

Me: So now the sun is blinding the computer screen and I can't see a thing. xD