fear and hunger trortur

“Our plan is working well. The losses you’ve given the church have cost them more money than their wins have earned them. Now, they are turning their attention to other contenders. I don’t know how you’ll pull the strings with that barrier up, but I trust you to provide good results.”

Ohmigawd!~ I'm like, so totes frustrated right now I could just like, suck some guy's cock!~ I'm supposed to suck dick, not like, protect the law and stuff!~Whay the fuck~Like, ohmigawd! What did you totally, like, do to me?! I look like a totes dumb bimbo! Not to, like, mention these totally huge jugs and how, like, my outfit totally turned totes slutty and stuff! And I, like, can’t stop speaking like a, like, dumb bimbo airhead?! Please, like, turn me back and stuff~!

Towards the middle of the semester, Mrs. B. devised an assignment where we had to act out a soliloquy from any Shakespeare play. I chose Marc Antony’s “Friends, Romans, Countrymen” speech from Julius Caesar. As we had to be in costume for extra credit, I brought a flat sheet to school to fashion into a toga of sorts. There was a supply closet in the front of the room where people could change. Boys would pretend to peek in the closet when girls were changing. There wasn’t much to see for the most part, as girls might throw a long night gown over their clothes to play Juliet. The door locked on the outside when closed completely, so the few kids with major changes could do so with some privacy.