This Year I Will Be A Senior, And Our Theatre Class Is More Like A Family Than A Friend Group. There
this year I will be a senior, and our theatre class is more like a family than a friend group. there will be 4 seniors this year, ES (our resident anxious mom friend), me (the dad friend), and SA & BS (the weird uncles). our teacher (M) is our ultimate dad. ES and I have decided that the rest of the class our just our children (they have no choice in the matter). this blog will be used as an archive of our family's shenanigans. it will pick up more once school restarts, but there's no way we won't see each other at all over the summer.
I will be using initials (or "me") because I am not comfortable using my friends real names and I gotta keep em all straight somehow (which ironic cuz only like half of them are straight).
our friends that have graduated are viewed as family members who have died and I will refer to them like this: "CL (RIP)"
I hope yall enjoy our stupid out of context adventures
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at this point I'm still up out of spite
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GO TO BED
"the chipmunks on my dresser are holding a revolution, their tiny arrows get stuck in my feet
there, I wrote a tumblr post
are you gonna let me have tumblr now?"
- ladies, gentlemen, and everyone else,
✨️my mother✨️
It was a pity like
I’d make a great Spider-Man because I have the incredible self perception of being the funniest person on earth, mostly because I am
CL (RIP): *blows kiss*
JR (RIP): *catches kiss and puts it down the front of her shirt, blows a kiss back*
CL (RIP): *eats it*
(Note: this happens a lot)
point 1 for gay spite
Reblog if you're not homophobic
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.
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growing up there was this one Walgreens my family and I would go to all the time because it was within walking distance (or rather, what my family considers walking distance, we walk a lot) so we became friends with quite a few of the workers
once I took my mom's card and went to buy her a present (Christmas, her birthday, I don't remember) while she waited for me by the doors. we were so well known that when I went to check out the lady at the register put in my mom's phone number without even having to ask
Starving to death this morning because ive been to the new local cafe twice this week already and if i go a third time ill look desperate.
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