Dear Lenni,
will do this better soon, mmk?
Woke up extra-super-early (5:30) because I thought Imogen may need my help.
She didn't.
As an older sister am redundant.
Tripalex breakfast:
rockmelon, kiwi, scrambled, croissant
Not "Cwahscent-nawrnawrnawr"
Athletics Carnival. Rina's brother being made of wn.
Eamon tearing his jeans, "Cover my shame...do you want to see it?"
Chillin'. Sitting. Singing. Etc.
Tripalex walk that turned into Belindalex time;
Exchanging a significant look, Rina and I turn on our heels and leave
..."Why are you guys ditching us?"
Leaving the athletics carnival with all the subtle of a brick.
Maccas Lunch. An entire contingent of GHS. Hurricane.
Appreciating that our bodies will never be identified.
Belinda (in shock): There's a kayak...in your front yard?!
Eamon: We had a kayak
Belinda (proudly): We had one in the back yard!
Alex leaving Post-it notes around the house
Eamon safety-pinning his pants back together
Pretending I can 'so totes play' the violin :/
Everyone ever invited to Alex's house for tea
Shot gun!
The house that is actually incredibly and unbelieveably awesome.
Eamon: I never say good
Alex: Go! Be free!
Lenni: ...because Alex brings his hoes here...
A: ...and you can slide down here but be careful not to slide into the pond and die
Me: Did you do that?
A: ...yes.
Bella: Thankyou for losing our rocket!
E: You're welcome
A: This is safe, it's made of foam, *stabs self with deadly rocket*...ow.
Bella tormenting Eamond.
Milk: You're doing it wrong.
The reason to have a magician as an older brother = Alex: Would you like me to turn it into chocolate milk?
E: I can be a barman! What am I doing?
E: First, second, third, fourth, fifith, sixth!
Me: Reverse?
E: *points* That's the one!
The dwarf banana muffin Eamon rejected
Banana muffin on a banana
E: I feel bad for asking this because this is your house but where is your toilet?
A: You're going to get stuck in there...it'll be fine
A: Eamon! You made it!
E (scandalised): I hate olives!
E: Funny story! I measured myself with a pencil...
Rina: hahahaha!
E: *convulses with lols* ...and the next day... *convulses*
R: You ripped your pants?
E: *Checks pants*
Popcorn: Faces' natural enemy
R: A good question, one that only the maggot could answer...but I killed it...
: Objection! I need a haircut!
A: Everytime I say 'time and place' I think of Mr Lloyd
E: What did I do?
A: *comes down stairs, smiling* So when I went upstairs my door was half closed and Belinda was hanging around the side going ahhh...*looks behind him*...dammit!
2 mins later
: This time I came down second!
A:Slocasticslacaped (slow, sarcastic clap)
A: What do you know how to play aside from Wii tennis?
E: I don't know how to play anything...including Wii tennis...
Playing videogames
I completely understand now why boys love them
They're absolutely the cutest things ever.
Being driven home by Lenni
Discussing families
E: Whoa...it's like a thing!
Told you I'd remember :)
Night love,
<3
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Art: An Issue Part 1
Mmk
So, for the last five days, my life has consisted solely and completely for my major works.
Which is fair enough, I really should spend more time with them.
However, as my sister has spent the past 2 days at a friend's house, and my parents work, the house has been empty bar the ever-faithful Jasper who likes to sleep either a) on my feet b) directly behind my feet c) in between my easel and paint station.
As such, in addition to tripping ever 5 minutes over the fat, brown lump that is my beloved hound, I have come to certain realisations about myself as a person, realisations that, I feel, will only become more stubbornly ingrained as I journey from middle-aged teenager to applecheeked spinster.
1) I am not really a 'people person'. In fact, if it's a choice between mindless chitchat with a neighbour and ducking behind a curtain and freezing out of sight for 60 seconds I will choose the latter...four times.
In fact, I'm not 100% sure why I converse with people irl...aside from the fact that I love them...but the microwave/radio/kettle/floor board never backchats.
2) I take the Lord's name in vain...a lot.
Some might say in excess of required blasphemery but I consider it to be a vital part of day to day life.
In fact, I can get through a 3 hours time slot saying nothing to anyone but calling the easel Jesus a lot.
I think this improved our relationship actually.
3) I talk to my paintings. And by 'talk' I mean insult. And by 'insult' I mean narrate bitterly.
What's that Burnt Umber? You want to meld water droplets with Sand Yellow? Well I don't fricking think so...oh, you're going to blur pointlessly? Really? You're really going to do that? Bastard.
4) I am very attached to my rituals.
...something I'll cover another time.
5) I am actually a cynical old woman.
This isn't a surprise for most people, but I will admit, leaning over a canvas for 8 FRICKING HOURS and forgetting to straighten left me with a rather stiff back. As such, I am bent over like Sophie Post-Witch of the Waste and am eagerly awaiting the arrival of a Flying Castle.
5b) That would actually be made of wn.
I could totally put up with inanimate backchat from Calcifer!
6) Unless someone reminds me to, I will actually forget to do normal human things like eating and drinking between my backaches, blasphemery and painting...they take up a lot of my time.
As such, I predict that I will become one of those alienating author-ish types that talk only to the characters in their heads and slowly die of starvation in some shuttered New York appartment...I'm strangely ok with this :/
So, for the last five days, my life has consisted solely and completely for my major works.
Which is fair enough, I really should spend more time with them.
However, as my sister has spent the past 2 days at a friend's house, and my parents work, the house has been empty bar the ever-faithful Jasper who likes to sleep either a) on my feet b) directly behind my feet c) in between my easel and paint station.
As such, in addition to tripping ever 5 minutes over the fat, brown lump that is my beloved hound, I have come to certain realisations about myself as a person, realisations that, I feel, will only become more stubbornly ingrained as I journey from middle-aged teenager to applecheeked spinster.
1) I am not really a 'people person'. In fact, if it's a choice between mindless chitchat with a neighbour and ducking behind a curtain and freezing out of sight for 60 seconds I will choose the latter...four times.
In fact, I'm not 100% sure why I converse with people irl...aside from the fact that I love them...but the microwave/radio/kettle/floor board never backchats.
2) I take the Lord's name in vain...a lot.
Some might say in excess of required blasphemery but I consider it to be a vital part of day to day life.
In fact, I can get through a 3 hours time slot saying nothing to anyone but calling the easel Jesus a lot.
I think this improved our relationship actually.
3) I talk to my paintings. And by 'talk' I mean insult. And by 'insult' I mean narrate bitterly.
What's that Burnt Umber? You want to meld water droplets with Sand Yellow? Well I don't fricking think so...oh, you're going to blur pointlessly? Really? You're really going to do that? Bastard.
4) I am very attached to my rituals.
...something I'll cover another time.
5) I am actually a cynical old woman.
This isn't a surprise for most people, but I will admit, leaning over a canvas for 8 FRICKING HOURS and forgetting to straighten left me with a rather stiff back. As such, I am bent over like Sophie Post-Witch of the Waste and am eagerly awaiting the arrival of a Flying Castle.
5b) That would actually be made of wn.
I could totally put up with inanimate backchat from Calcifer!
6) Unless someone reminds me to, I will actually forget to do normal human things like eating and drinking between my backaches, blasphemery and painting...they take up a lot of my time.
As such, I predict that I will become one of those alienating author-ish types that talk only to the characters in their heads and slowly die of starvation in some shuttered New York appartment...I'm strangely ok with this :/
This is a Happy image from Ponyo On the Cliff which everyone should watch at least 17 times in their life.
<3
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Ext1 (Part 2)
Twelfth Night A Tragi-Incestuous-Comedy in Several Parts.
Malvolio (The Cross Gartered): Me
Sir Toby (The Drunk): Sam
Fabian: Shirley (The slightly forgetful of his lines)
Sir Andrew (The Pathetic): Kyle
Maria (The Plus-Male): Amy
Antonio (The Homo-Erotic): Krystal
Olivia (Helena Bonham-Carter): Kristin
Sebastian (The Boy): Fiona
Viola (The She-Male): Katie
Feste (The Horrified, Horrified, Horror): Brinlie
Orsino (The Thoroughly Confused): Justin
VIDEO:
Class to Mr M: Just press play and you won’t break it!
He broke it.
: "What did you press?"
Mr M :'Play!'
Class : "From 1-Pressed Play, you DID NOT!"
: 'From 1-Fail you were a 10...'
: “Good effort, team” *Class High-5s)
The duel.
30 seconds of stalemate
Rainbow: Go on...kill already!
Amy: Why are they running down to the barn?
"To listen to the music?"
Amy: In a thunderstorm? Nah, they just went there to make out
SHORT TRANSCRIPT
He made the first move
He just put his arm around him
Guy looks horrified
Amy: Oh god he is smelling him! They’re nuzzling
Horrified, horrified horror
Sam: Oh look she’s opening her lips
Amy (Jumps to feet): DON’T DO IT!
...He did it.
The turn led by the head
Reading:
“It’s an STD”
“Oh LOL!”
“I have heard her Sweden...Sweden?”
“Swear it!”
Kyle: “Ha, ha, ha, ha! What just happened?”
Amy: Yeah, I didn’t get any of it...
Sam: I was dancing!
Justin: ...why is everybody laughing?
Justin: we need an Orsin-y
Kyle: aren’t you...?
Justin: No! I’m OrsinOH!
Katy’s Shakespearean singing
Sam: dulcet in contagion...
Shirley: No, I want a dog!
Post-It Note Conversation about Bleach with Kaj
Justin: Wait, what...I thought Orsino was the brother!
: be not amazed...!
"It's still you!"
: I know, gimme a second -dramatic pause.
Kyle: Why is Madonna in this play?
Amy (to me): It says 'a dazzling smile'! Dazzle us!
Kyle: Yeah -do it! Give us your Malvolio!
Me: *smiles*
Shirley: Well I'm dazzled.
love,love,LOVE
Monday 22/3
Monday, March 22, 2010
LoveLoveLove
BelindaInAWindow
Appreciating that not every maths kid ihys English
Actually working properly in an independent manner.
Literally last minute plans.
"So are we doing anything this afternoon?" 'No...want to come to my house?' "Yes. That would be fun. Om nom...fun"
Lenni helping me study ancient.
Thinking I may know an alright amount, turning a page and realising no, actually, I'm an ignorant twat.
Rina and her facebooking :)
"I wish I had Ctrl+S in my life, seriously, where the fuck is my modern assessment sheet?"
"It's true though ... it's a lie."
Bubbles
"Oh, look who's online. *clicks*"
Trippark
Swinging on the swings
Sitting on the climby thing
Triplets listening to the nonsense that is my subconscious
Staying late
Lenni telling me about MICG
IlyJoshThomas
Despite his...well yeah.
25/25
So ridiculously, ridiculously relieved.
Now if I just remember Post Modernism...=D
lovelovelove
LoveLoveLove
BelindaInAWindow
Appreciating that not every maths kid ihys English
Actually working properly in an independent manner.
Literally last minute plans.
"So are we doing anything this afternoon?" 'No...want to come to my house?' "Yes. That would be fun. Om nom...fun"
Lenni helping me study ancient.
Thinking I may know an alright amount, turning a page and realising no, actually, I'm an ignorant twat.
Rina and her facebooking :)
"I wish I had Ctrl+S in my life, seriously, where the fuck is my modern assessment sheet?"
"It's true though ... it's a lie."
Bubbles
"Oh, look who's online. *clicks*"
Trippark
Swinging on the swings
Sitting on the climby thing
Triplets listening to the nonsense that is my subconscious
Staying late
Lenni telling me about MICG
IlyJoshThomas
Despite his...well yeah.
25/25
So ridiculously, ridiculously relieved.
Now if I just remember Post Modernism...=D
lovelovelove
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Friday/Saturday
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Waking up to an (almost) empty house
Cleaning/cooking/organising
Becoming a mother the second a triplet shows up.
Lenni mathsing, Rina wandering and unexpected phone conversations
"Oh so he's..."
*Chokes*
Showers. Rina answering my phone.
World's most abstract address.
Sydney Siders arriving early.
Driving to Gosford Station...never, ever leave someone alone on Gosford Station
Meeting Ariana
Throwing family at unsuspecting children.
Longest drive to Sommersby Falls...ever.
Glad he didn't jump in, quite frankly.
Walking, looking, waterfalls.
Picnic, Rina throwing things.
Having to clarify this wasn't ihy.
More short tempered than I should have been.
Red light. Green light. Stall.
Crunch. Rock. Ouch.
Everyone was ok.
Exchanging details with Sian.
Not reacting.
Elliot fixing the boot.
Being ruder with Rina than I intended.
Isaac's story.
He and Rina's chicken competition.
Ignat's rescue attempt.
Triphugs and hand holding
"Is that your pride talking, or your legs?" "Pride."
Elliot coming back.
Last bubble bar.
Finally responding.
Bad dreams, good dreams
Worst first impression...ever.
♥
Friday, 19th March, 2010
Lenni's giant lollipop: What's with the lollipop?
The impressiveness of the opened lollipop
Glad I'm not the only one...
English comprehension
Text 2 & 4
Wishing I'd done text 1...
Maddness of printing
Never...ever...again
So much Steps ♥
GAG
Attempting to instill some semblance of normality.
I don't know what to do.
Tripalex afternoon/evening
Reverting back to the age of 5 with Lenni
Standing back-to-back, stalking the halls and being (sort of) the winners.
Managing to get shotgun there and back =D
Appreciating the fact that Alex is sensible.
Rina in the apron.
Cooking:
Rina & Alex = cookies
Them forgetting coconut, replacing this with copious brown sugar
Lenni & I = cheese sticks
all the slicing
the 'big' knife.
Rina in the pantry. Marshmallows.
A: It's a lot quieter now
R: Shut up your talking!
Alex following people around, experiencing the cookies vicariously
The Giant cookie
He's Just Not That Into You soundtrack. Triplets dancing.
Making the flowchart.
Alex not appreciating the film
Talking through Exception. Unimpressed.
Belindalex pillows
Car trip there and home
Gendered language > Maths
Talking to Lenni, knowing she isn't going to judge me
And if she does...well
that's ok.
♥
Waking up to an (almost) empty house
Cleaning/cooking/organising
Becoming a mother the second a triplet shows up.
Lenni mathsing, Rina wandering and unexpected phone conversations
"Oh so he's..."
*Chokes*
Showers. Rina answering my phone.
World's most abstract address.
Sydney Siders arriving early.
Driving to Gosford Station...never, ever leave someone alone on Gosford Station
Meeting Ariana
Throwing family at unsuspecting children.
Longest drive to Sommersby Falls...ever.
Glad he didn't jump in, quite frankly.
Walking, looking, waterfalls.
Picnic, Rina throwing things.
Having to clarify this wasn't ihy.
More short tempered than I should have been.
Red light. Green light. Stall.
Crunch. Rock. Ouch.
Everyone was ok.
Exchanging details with Sian.
Not reacting.
Elliot fixing the boot.
Being ruder with Rina than I intended.
Isaac's story.
He and Rina's chicken competition.
Ignat's rescue attempt.
Triphugs and hand holding
"Is that your pride talking, or your legs?" "Pride."
Elliot coming back.
Last bubble bar.
Finally responding.
Bad dreams, good dreams
Worst first impression...ever.
♥
Friday, 19th March, 2010
Lenni's giant lollipop: What's with the lollipop?
The impressiveness of the opened lollipop
Glad I'm not the only one...
English comprehension
Text 2 & 4
Wishing I'd done text 1...
Maddness of printing
Never...ever...again
So much Steps ♥
GAG
Attempting to instill some semblance of normality.
I don't know what to do.
Tripalex afternoon/evening
Reverting back to the age of 5 with Lenni
Standing back-to-back, stalking the halls and being (sort of) the winners.
Managing to get shotgun there and back =D
Appreciating the fact that Alex is sensible.
Rina in the apron.
Cooking:
Rina & Alex = cookies
Them forgetting coconut, replacing this with copious brown sugar
Lenni & I = cheese sticks
all the slicing
the 'big' knife.
Rina in the pantry. Marshmallows.
A: It's a lot quieter now
R: Shut up your talking!
Alex following people around, experiencing the cookies vicariously
The Giant cookie
He's Just Not That Into You soundtrack. Triplets dancing.
Making the flowchart.
Alex not appreciating the film
Talking through Exception. Unimpressed.
Belindalex pillows
Car trip there and home
Gendered language > Maths
Talking to Lenni, knowing she isn't going to judge me
And if she does...well
that's ok.
♥
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Cleaning? Washing? Sex? why not?
Karina -Yes, I'm still smoking, but at least I'm not a vegetarian!
Period 0
Confessions, or if not 'confessions' at least discussions
Supporting each other through the lols
Rina's sliding down the pole, almost dying
The two boys, second one died more
"Why are they treating this place like a changing room?"
'I don't know...but I looked over and was like teeheeheehee, ew'
Maths
deixis in maths
"I is Engrish, n ur mathz, nommin' ur parabolas..."
Anaphoral: But it's useless to make such a suggestion to Adam
Spatial: Where Adam went I was fairly content to follow
"It's like verbal pointing...well, it's nothing like verbal pointing...pretend it's like verbal pointing ok?"
French
Mme: ...how to please each other...that came out wrong...boys and girls, how do theey do that?
Si on se retrouvait
J'ai envie de voyager en Irlande, car j'aimerais retrouver mes amies
Mme: Not Australian "farms"
Trop sucre :)
The ridiculously long jacket meeting, being the last ones to leave
finally getting a smile out of Ange again :)
lovelovelove
L (on deixis): It's something about sentences?
C: NO!
L: How did I get that wrong!?
Lenni's apple & finger ood.
K: hahahahahahaha....but no
C: I like how you two can drink at the same time
K: It's not that difficult
K: ready?
L: *convulses*
K: apparently it is
K: When lols go out, juice can't go in, *to juice*, it's so diifficult, because I love you but I also love lols. How can I choose between you?
K: LIES! And by lies I mean 'thank you'
K (to L): Subconsciously you thought I should shut up
K: I'm a bitch *noms bread*
K: Simultaneous lols or what?
K: I found it Lenni *chokes*
K: obviously guys find that attractive...here, have some semi digested food
L: om nom flirting
K: Excuse me, I have to have a moment
K: No, they be stealin' ma maths?
L: *nods furiously*
K: What's a cross between a bromance and a relationship?
Kajal: brun night stand?
K: So I was imitating a Kracken in modern history...
L: She's having another moment
Mum (To Belinda): So how long have you two been dating?
K: Third of December
L: Yeah...so I was going to answer that...
Rina and I, fb neighbours
The Fairy Photos
Introducing them to breakfast at lunch
Phictional, Platonic and Perfect
C'est ridicule
just sayin'
lovelovelove
Period 0
Confessions, or if not 'confessions' at least discussions
Supporting each other through the lols
Rina's sliding down the pole, almost dying
The two boys, second one died more
"Why are they treating this place like a changing room?"
'I don't know...but I looked over and was like teeheeheehee, ew'
Maths
deixis in maths
"I is Engrish, n ur mathz, nommin' ur parabolas..."
Anaphoral: But it's useless to make such a suggestion to Adam
Spatial: Where Adam went I was fairly content to follow
"It's like verbal pointing...well, it's nothing like verbal pointing...pretend it's like verbal pointing ok?"
French
Mme: ...how to please each other...that came out wrong...boys and girls, how do theey do that?
Si on se retrouvait
J'ai envie de voyager en Irlande, car j'aimerais retrouver mes amies
Mme: Not Australian "farms"
Trop sucre :)
The ridiculously long jacket meeting, being the last ones to leave
finally getting a smile out of Ange again :)
lovelovelove
L (on deixis): It's something about sentences?
C: NO!
L: How did I get that wrong!?
Lenni's apple & finger ood.
K: hahahahahahaha....but no
C: I like how you two can drink at the same time
K: It's not that difficult
K: ready?
L: *convulses*
K: apparently it is
K: When lols go out, juice can't go in, *to juice*, it's so diifficult, because I love you but I also love lols. How can I choose between you?
K: LIES! And by lies I mean 'thank you'
K (to L): Subconsciously you thought I should shut up
K: I'm a bitch *noms bread*
K: Simultaneous lols or what?
K: I found it Lenni *chokes*
K: obviously guys find that attractive...here, have some semi digested food
L: om nom flirting
K: Excuse me, I have to have a moment
K: No, they be stealin' ma maths?
L: *nods furiously*
K: What's a cross between a bromance and a relationship?
Kajal: brun night stand?
K: So I was imitating a Kracken in modern history...
L: She's having another moment
Mum (To Belinda): So how long have you two been dating?
K: Third of December
L: Yeah...so I was going to answer that...
Rina and I, fb neighbours
The Fairy Photos
Introducing them to breakfast at lunch
Phictional, Platonic and Perfect
C'est ridicule
just sayin'
lovelovelove
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Wicked!
Will be catching up on the last two weeks LenniHeart
Friday, 12th February, 2010
last minute freak-outs
Rina's rather horrible texts
...Lenni's face that DID NOT make me feel better
Being ridiculously productive during my free
Tea without milk, sugar or a teabag...thanks for the boiling water love, :)
GAG
Alex: When she gets her P's she's going to be over at my house all the time...
Rina: The effect of that sentence is somewhat ruined by your grin.
Lenni getting her P's
Rina: It's like a Code Translucent but it's her!
Best French class in the history of all known civilisations
'train-train quotidiene'
Taylor: The best way to absorb the culture is to sleep with the locals...
Mme: *lols* Well I guess that's true!
imprégner
Eamon, Lenni and Rina's shock that I may say something inappropriate
which I didn't,
really.
fastest showers in the history of ever
ihy humidity
locking the bedroom door
Catching the train
"They said this was the wrong platform" 'But we're on a train?' "Yes, but they said that..." 'BUT WE'RE ON A TRAIN!'
Hungry Jacks and $7 sandwiches
Rina forgetting to goodbye before hanging up
Four times.
Warm and fuzzies:
Rina: I basically hated you since we were 9
Eamon: lol, it's true...but YOU were the worst
Lenni: hahahaha...it's true though.
Meeting Sydney people
skiplets
Getting lost in a rainstorm.
The brilliant, brilliant, brilliant coloured glasses
"Lemons and melons and pears, oh my!"
'Twas quite nice of them to stick around so long.
WICKED!
The dragon clock, giant map, "Gah-Lynda with a GAH!"
"Oh my god...Elphaba doesn't belong"
"Fiyero and I are to be married...he doesn't know about it yet"
"...with so many innuendos and outuendos"
*slap* "Feel better now?" 'Oh, yes!' "Good!" *slap*
Holding hands
'because I knew you, I have been changed for good'
Meeting the orchestra
They told us about the stage door
...and then Sydney tried to kill us
Drenched and drowned
"This is the Central Coast's kind of class"
The woman who almost lost her shoe down the drain
I've really got to stop thinking that everyone will flee at the same speed as me.
Eamon electing to jump across a puddle...yeah, don't do that.
Toss, toss, *giggle*
"It's ok everyone -the program is still dry!"
Eamon - Boq
Belinda - Glinda
Ash - Elphaba
Caitlin - Fiyero
Renee - Madam Morrible
Me - NessaRose
Karina - Wizard
One green-fingernailed hand
Singing on the train -being applauded by strangers
Being informed I look good drowned...thanks?
Lenni's mother dropping me home
And one last thought
So many words
And the colours were all wrong.
Friday, 12th February, 2010
last minute freak-outs
Rina's rather horrible texts
...Lenni's face that DID NOT make me feel better
Being ridiculously productive during my free
Tea without milk, sugar or a teabag...thanks for the boiling water love, :)
GAG
Alex: When she gets her P's she's going to be over at my house all the time...
Rina: The effect of that sentence is somewhat ruined by your grin.
Lenni getting her P's
Rina: It's like a Code Translucent but it's her!
Best French class in the history of all known civilisations
'train-train quotidiene'
Taylor: The best way to absorb the culture is to sleep with the locals...
Mme: *lols* Well I guess that's true!
imprégner
Eamon, Lenni and Rina's shock that I may say something inappropriate
which I didn't,
really.
fastest showers in the history of ever
ihy humidity
locking the bedroom door
Catching the train
"They said this was the wrong platform" 'But we're on a train?' "Yes, but they said that..." 'BUT WE'RE ON A TRAIN!'
Hungry Jacks and $7 sandwiches
Rina forgetting to goodbye before hanging up
Four times.
Warm and fuzzies:
Rina: I basically hated you since we were 9
Eamon: lol, it's true...but YOU were the worst
Lenni: hahahaha...it's true though.
Meeting Sydney people
skiplets
Getting lost in a rainstorm.
The brilliant, brilliant, brilliant coloured glasses
"Lemons and melons and pears, oh my!"
'Twas quite nice of them to stick around so long.
WICKED!
The dragon clock, giant map, "Gah-Lynda with a GAH!"
"Oh my god...Elphaba doesn't belong"
"Fiyero and I are to be married...he doesn't know about it yet"
"...with so many innuendos and outuendos"
*slap* "Feel better now?" 'Oh, yes!' "Good!" *slap*
Holding hands
'because I knew you, I have been changed for good'
Meeting the orchestra
They told us about the stage door
...and then Sydney tried to kill us
Drenched and drowned
"This is the Central Coast's kind of class"
The woman who almost lost her shoe down the drain
I've really got to stop thinking that everyone will flee at the same speed as me.
Eamon electing to jump across a puddle...yeah, don't do that.
Toss, toss, *giggle*
"It's ok everyone -the program is still dry!"
Eamon - Boq
Belinda - Glinda
Ash - Elphaba
Caitlin - Fiyero
Renee - Madam Morrible
Me - NessaRose
Karina - Wizard
One green-fingernailed hand
Singing on the train -being applauded by strangers
Being informed I look good drowned...thanks?
Lenni's mother dropping me home
And one last thought
So many words
And the colours were all wrong.
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