Okay so, I'll (Dusk) be narrating this for the most part. All I have to say about today is... WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.
Most of the other's in the system think I'm an emotionless bitch who has no filter, never sugarcoats anything, and couldn't give less of a fuck about people's feelings. They're only partly right.
I have fucking emotions, just not about things that most people expect. I don't get excited over good grades, or hanging out with friends, or whatever. I couldn't give a shit. Guess what I do give a shit about?
Theatre.
So like... me and my best friend (the ONE person outside of the system I can tolerate) auditioned for the spring play. And it was really fucking fun. And I tried my best, I really did. AND I GOT THE MOST MINOR ROLE YOU CAN GET. And my friend got the lead. Good for her.
I had a mental breakdown, of course. Like, it fucking shattered my heart, I felt like that world would end if I didn't have a better role. Like. It was literally the most minor role I could've gotten. Nylis had to force me out of the fronting room, cause I was "having bad consequences" or whatever. He was concerned I was gonna hurt us. And I might have, who knows. That shit hurt.
And then there was rehearsals today. That reopened the fucking wound. We had to read Act 1 and it reminded me how few lines I have! And how unimportant I am. So yay, I cried some more, no surprise there. I didn't have to be pulled out of the front though. Which is good.
Oh, and SOMEONE decided to let fucking ALEXEI front while we were in English class! What kind of SHIT idea was that Lizzy??
I didn't really have a choice Dusk, everyone was busy with subsys meetings and someone needed to front. -Nylis
Yeah okay whatever. Alexei isn't allowed to front while we're not at home for a reason; he's the symptom holder for our agoraphobia. So he basically had a panic attack, IN CLASS, and Nylis wouldn't pull him out of the fucking front. Like an absolute piece of shit.
Again. Wasn't my fault. -Nylis
It was a shit ass decision.
I'm gonna pull you if you don't move the fuck on. -Nylis
Okay whatever. That was everything eventful.
You're forgetting step practice -Petri
Right, step practice. It was fun, blah blah blah. I'm done. I'm tired. We have homework. Goodbye.
- Dusk
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Sysfunctional
HumorChronicles of our lives? Written by the headmates of the beloved Stair System. We are one big, not totally happy, dysfunctional as shit family. Or as Astra's corny ass likes to call it, sysfunctional.
