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Wednesday, March 8, 2006


Oh, the damn nerve of this world!
Time: 6:35 PM

Song: Out Tonight

By: Rent Soundtrack

Mood: Hysterical.


What's the time?
Well it's gotta be close to midnight
My body's talking to me
It says, "Time for danger"
It says "I wanna commit a crime
Wanna be the cause of a fight
Wanna put on a tight skirt and flirt
With a stranger"
I've had a knack from way back
At breaking the rules once I learn the games
Get up - life's too quick
I know someplace sick
Where this chick'll dance in the flames
We don't need any money
I always get in for free
You can get in too
If you get in with me

Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna play?
Let's run away
We won't be back before it's Christmas day
Take me out tonight (meow)

When I get a wink from the doorman
Do you know how lucky you'll be?
That you're on line with the feline of
Avenue B

Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna prowl
Be my night owl?
Well take my hand we're gonna howl
Out tonight

In the evening I've got to roam
Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome
Feels too damn much like home
When the Spanish babies cry
So let's find a bar
So dark we forget who we are
And all the scars from the
Nevers and maybes die

Let's go out tonight
Have to go out tonight
You're sweet
Wanna hit the street?
Wanna wail at the moon like a cat in heat?
Just take me out tonight
Please take me out tonight
Don't forsake me - out tonight
I'll let you make me - out tonight
Tonight - tonight - tonight



*Walks into her room, feeling the ice-cold puff of air blow into her face as the door is opened. Looking to her computer, she walks to it and quickly logs on to her Otaku, holding an envelope in her lap as she snorts.*

I got a special letter today... yes... a lette for me, an undergraduate, from a so-called *hisses.* prestigious civic education organization. Now, normally, I would be VERY happy and flattered to no end that such a school is looking to recruit me... but this college is much different... oh yeah... MUCH different. *Seethes.*

*Sways envelope all over the place.* The fucking Presidential Classroom college in Virginia is looking to recuit me! A school that's ALL about politics has set their eyes on me and it makes me feel oh so dirty.

Now, though it seems picky of me... you must know something about me that I'm sure most know about me by now. And if you don't know... tsk tsk tsk.

...... I

...... HATE

...... POLITICS!

Now... they say I have "Outstanding leadership, grades and points that even put most politions to shame in most cases. I don't doubt that in any way, shape, or form. Not gloating or anything... I'm just admitting that the majority of this sad population has traits that put ALL politions to shame.

Just thinking that a school for politics looked at me is very insulting to me current reputation. Ergh... *Gurggles.*

And then my DAD had to open his big mouth only because they were offering a fucking scholarship.

He says: Well maybe it's time to quit dreaming a voice acting and actually change your ways.

What... the... fuck?!?! He knows how MUCH I hate being near politics and he tells me to change my ways and that acting is only a fucking dream that I've been thinking of doing for a long time now.

And if thinks that things like money and scholarships are going to convert me to a political girl... he's SO fucking wrong.

Ahjkfdyhgilehrigl!!!

So how was everyone's day?

Mine was peachy until that damned letter. I must go chase down the mailman tomorrow and threaten him till he hands over an Undergraduate notice from Texas State at San Marcos, damnit. -.-

Seth: Calm down, hun. *Offers tea.*

Gah! *Downs the whole drink.* Hey that wasn't... woa... feeling dizzy. e.e

Seth: *Catches Kawaii as she falls to the ground.* She's going to kill me for this, but without putting her to sleep... she'd probably go on a rampage and go to Virginia just to annoy the college people.

ZzZzZz.... u.u

Seth: Everyone have a good rest of the day now. *Tucks Kawaii into bed.*


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