"And unseamed him from the nave to the chaps"
Macbeth is here! Yesterday we had some of our school performances, which was pretty cool, I thought. Today we have Macbeth again, but this is technically our opening night. It's been pretty fun, despite me earning a nickname (assface). I'll explain.
Being homeschooled, and having three other homeschoolers in the cast, we (homeschoolers, hense referred to as "HS") find it tortuous when we, having lost approx. 4 hours sleep apeice to get to the show on time, to hear the public schoolers (PB's) talk about how "I got an extra 30 minutes of sleep tonight!", I decided to lighten the mood by telling a story that had happened to me about a month before as if it had happened that morning.
The story went that that morning, in the 5:30 am haze we all get, I had gone into the bathroom with the intention of getting some stridex, having found a jar resembling a stridex bottle, and, failing to read the label, had instead liberally applied a pad meant for "Vaginal or Hemmroihdal Care".
I misspelled "hemmeroid", but I'm sure you get the meaning. My utter horror that happened that day in September shined through here in October, earning me the respect, humiliation, laughter, and disgust that everyone strives to attain when they join a sports or drama team.
So, that's how I earned the title of "assface".
Fortunately I have ammunition for the creator of my nickname. You see, he shaved his head recently, and I couldnt tell what his head resembled (is it an egg? no, too hairy, etc.).
Then, last night, I figured it out. You know what it resembles? A scrotum.
So, our most fortunate cast of Macbeth will have an "assface", and a "scrotumhead".
Seems more like a frat everyday.
Being homeschooled, and having three other homeschoolers in the cast, we (homeschoolers, hense referred to as "HS") find it tortuous when we, having lost approx. 4 hours sleep apeice to get to the show on time, to hear the public schoolers (PB's) talk about how "I got an extra 30 minutes of sleep tonight!", I decided to lighten the mood by telling a story that had happened to me about a month before as if it had happened that morning.
The story went that that morning, in the 5:30 am haze we all get, I had gone into the bathroom with the intention of getting some stridex, having found a jar resembling a stridex bottle, and, failing to read the label, had instead liberally applied a pad meant for "Vaginal or Hemmroihdal Care".
I misspelled "hemmeroid", but I'm sure you get the meaning. My utter horror that happened that day in September shined through here in October, earning me the respect, humiliation, laughter, and disgust that everyone strives to attain when they join a sports or drama team.
So, that's how I earned the title of "assface".
Fortunately I have ammunition for the creator of my nickname. You see, he shaved his head recently, and I couldnt tell what his head resembled (is it an egg? no, too hairy, etc.).
Then, last night, I figured it out. You know what it resembles? A scrotum.
So, our most fortunate cast of Macbeth will have an "assface", and a "scrotumhead".
Seems more like a frat everyday.

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