Dastardly Drama

Vitch decided that we're 'not good'. Her exact fucking words. Since she's our Drama teacher and all she sort of decides our fate. And I'm working with Doll. She can barely speak English. And, me with my horrifying expectations, I convinced Ailz to put Jabberwocky in the script. AiLynn should know better than to listen to me.

And she said that we were bad.

At the moment I'm busy throwing shit around my corner of the mind and screaming about how much of a bitch she is, but AiLynn is calmly trying to figure out how to condense Alice, The Mad Hatter and The White Rabbit in to one, which makes it increasingly hard for me to find anything tangible enough to throw around minus brain matter. AiLynn would not appreciate that. The thing is, this is the final exam. And, although I could not give less of a shit about exams, AiLynn does. And she's the one who controls the body, so she makes the rules.

Or so she says.

For better or worse,

Lenore.