wave after wave of relentless satanic violence! Raging brutal blackend death metal with no breakdowns, no sweeps, only total blasting hatred for fans of 1349, Cannibal Corpse, Mortician.
good soundtrack for planning my inter rail around europe in the summer w/ boyfriend (whicll hopefully come off!!)
london, paris, geneva, lake como, milan, rome, naples, florence, venice (ugh tourist trap), vienna, pprague, berlin, and amsterdam finally to relax after all that train riding in a nice coffee shop....
we did have a plan for getting a ferry from bari to greece and then up through eastern europe but the like 14 hour train journey thru bulgaria and then another 14 hour journey thru romania/hungary looks kinda daunting (even if i really want to visit hungary)
there's no point in going home to get it, cuz if i do i'll have to wait to catch the city bus to class and i'll end up missing all of class anyways. ._.
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
I Was Twelve, My Mother Slapped Me: a chorus describing many young women's and girls' first menstrual period.
My Angry Vagina, in which a woman humorously rants about injustices wrought against the vagina, such as tampons, douches, and the tools used by OB/GYNs.
My Vagina Was My Village, a monologue compiled from the testimonies of Bosnian women subjected to rape camps.
The Little Coochie Snorcher That Could, in which a woman recalls memories of traumatic sexual experiences in her childhood and a self-described "positive healing" sexual experience in her adolescent years with an older woman. This particular skit has sparked outrage, numerous controversies and criticisms due to its content, among which the most famous is the Robert Swope controversy (see below). In the original version, she is 13, but later versions would change her age to 16. It also originally included the line, "If it was rape, it was a good rape." which was removed from later versions.
Reclaiming Cunt, a piece narrated by a woman who illustrates that the word "cunt" itself is a lovely word despite its disconcerting connotations.
The Woman Who Loved to Make Vaginas Happy, in which a sex worker for women discusses the intriguing details of her career and her love of giving women pleasure. In several performances it often comes at the end of the play, literally climaxing with a vocal demonstration of a "triple orgasm".
Because He Liked to Look At It, in which a woman describes how she had thought her vagina was ugly and had been embarrassed to even think about it, but changed her mind because of a sexual experience with a man named Bob who liked to spend hours looking at it.
I Was There In The Room, a monologue in which Eve Ensler describes the birth of her granddaughter.
Well, my report card sucked. 3 As, a B, 3 Cs and a D, down from 2 As, 5 Bs, and 1 C.
It would be better if my parents weren't sticklers, but they are, so I'm basically boned.
Now I'm just waiting for them to pick me up and hoping they won't bite my head off and roast it. I know I need to improve, so lecturing isn't really what I need at this point but I know I'll be getting two anyway. Ah well.
Well, my report card sucked. 3 As, a B, 3 Cs and a D.
It would be better if my parents weren't sticklers, but they are, so I'm basically boned.
Now I'm just waiting for them to pick me up and hoping they won't bite my head off and roast it. I know I need to improve, so lecturing isn't really what I need at this point but I know I'll be getting two anyway. Ah well.
Wish me luck, I suppose.
man, I was a straight D student for most of my high school career.
small comfort I suppose. I hope you don't get in too much trouble.
My main trouble is being an aspie, which is supposed to give you magical god tier academic powers and apparently if I slack off for just half a month that reputation is apparently blown to bits. High school, man. She's a fickle little bitch.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Hi everyone
I'm a princess
Also I always got the whole "being on the spectrum is supposed to make you an academic wizard" thing too
The weird part was I actually kinda lived up to it in K-12, since I dedicated all my time to schoolwork and none to socialization
my time goes neither to schoolwork nor to socialization
it goes to non-academic self-enrichment
which was TV Tropes a while ago, now it's here, I guess. But I'm not going on leave from here like I did TVT because I depend on this site a bit too much for leaving to do any good. :P
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
In retrospect my run at community college is a source of shame to me. I definitely had the ability to do well, and for the first year or so I managed to get A's and B's, but eventually I succumbed to laziness and couldn't be arsed to do a lot of my assignments, even if they weren't difficult. So, like, my last year or so was mostly B's and C's. :\
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yea i just stumbled across it
good soundtrack for planning my inter rail around europe in the summer w/ boyfriend (whicll hopefully come off!!)
london, paris, geneva, lake como, milan, rome, naples, florence, venice (ugh tourist trap), vienna, pprague, berlin, and amsterdam finally to relax after all that train riding in a nice coffee shop....
we did have a plan for getting a ferry from bari to greece and then up through eastern europe but the like 14 hour train journey thru bulgaria and then another 14 hour journey thru romania/hungary looks kinda daunting (even if i really want to visit hungary)
man, I was a straight D student for most of my high school career.
small comfort I suppose. I hope you don't get in too much trouble.
I was a straight A student until high school with the odd exception.
also does my being a magic queen make me a bandwagoner?
this is some of the most nonsensical shit-talking I have ever seen.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
This makes me feel a bit better. You're a smart cookie, therefore I'm not dumb for screwing up this semester.
I am not smart.
I am a quartz.