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[Filtered from Alexis Hargreaves | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]
It's really quite something, how time seems to fly by, isn't it? Sometimes it's hard to believe I've been here over ten months now, or that I've been rehearsing my lines for the play for almost two, or that I've been eighteen years old now for just a little under three. But that's just how things go, isn't it? Time never stops moving, and we all go right along with it.
Of course, on the other side of things, it's only a few weeks left until the play! Which means I can begin feeling a little nervous about it, I suppose. I know there really isn't any reason to be, since we've all been practicing so much and I'm sure I'll remember all my lines when the time comes to perform. It's more of a nervous excitement, I suppose, that comes with the opportunity to try something new and different that one's never done before.
Oh, and speaking of practicing for things--Neil, we've got just under two weeks to be ready for Blue's swing dance competition. I know we'll end up doing just fine, of course, but practice makes perfect! And it's always fun to dance, anyway.
Still, I think it'd be better if practicing--or any errands, for that matter--waited until tomorrow. I'm not sure if this is a curse or something else entirely, but people seem to be acting very strangely today.To put it nicely. I stumbled across a jeweler's shop the other day and I was hoping to go run an errand there this morning, but I ended up being delayed because two men in leather clothes decided to have some sort of swordfight in exactly that location, and they were throwing knives and firing guns, I think, and smashing windows and all sorts of awful things--lots of kicking and yelling and all that. Honestly, what a mess! I left as quickly as I could, after seeing it, and I think I'll be finding a different jeweler to go to now, besides.
Oh, and I overheard someone else saying something about an infestation of snakes underground? I've always found having a flute around can be particularly helpful when faced with a snake, myself; oftentimes the rhythm of music can charm one into a temporary hypnosis.
[OOC: And let's pretend this went up earlier in the evening. DX]
[Filtered from Alexis Hargreaves | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]
It's really quite something, how time seems to fly by, isn't it? Sometimes it's hard to believe I've been here over ten months now, or that I've been rehearsing my lines for the play for almost two, or that I've been eighteen years old now for just a little under three. But that's just how things go, isn't it? Time never stops moving, and we all go right along with it.
Of course, on the other side of things, it's only a few weeks left until the play! Which means I can begin feeling a little nervous about it, I suppose. I know there really isn't any reason to be, since we've all been practicing so much and I'm sure I'll remember all my lines when the time comes to perform. It's more of a nervous excitement, I suppose, that comes with the opportunity to try something new and different that one's never done before.
Oh, and speaking of practicing for things--Neil, we've got just under two weeks to be ready for Blue's swing dance competition. I know we'll end up doing just fine, of course, but practice makes perfect! And it's always fun to dance, anyway.
Still, I think it'd be better if practicing--or any errands, for that matter--waited until tomorrow. I'm not sure if this is a curse or something else entirely, but people seem to be acting very strangely today.
Oh, and I overheard someone else saying something about an infestation of snakes underground? I've always found having a flute around can be particularly helpful when faced with a snake, myself; oftentimes the rhythm of music can charm one into a temporary hypnosis.
[OOC: And let's pretend this went up earlier in the evening. DX]
