I went to this forensics tournament(completive public speaking) and we did a duo (a short performance with two characters) and it sucked. We sort of didn't want to work on it, and then last Monday we had to switch peices, so of corse by Saturday we didn't even have it memorized! So the entire time, during the competition, we improvised by making stuff up. The judge didn't even seem to notice. Our scores weren't the greatest, but they weren't nearly as bad as we deserved.
Now, see, the entire performance was done in country accents, and now my tongue won't realize were no longer in Hicksville. >.< FLARGH!
Which brings me to an interesting question. I figure, at least I think, we call country accents, 'country accents', because they are really like, independent from everyone's else other country's accent (Like we don't sound like other countries so we call it a 'country' accent- since it's our countrie's accent).
So, if you went to like, England, Canada, or Australia, wouldn't it make sense if country accents were like a really stereotypical *Insert country's name here* accent? Like a country accent in Australia should be a guy running around saying "Hi mate! CRIKEY!" Basically like the wonderful Steve Irwin did. I think it makes sense...
Anyway, now the third topic, my crazy dreams. Okay, so this is how it went. I woke up and went into the bathroom, and I was like 8 months pregnant- like I had a humongous belly! I looked in the mear and I was like "Oh, I'm pregnant...". Sort of like you might look in the mear and say, "Hm... I have crazy bed head." I wasn't shocked at all!
So than I got thinking about how I got a pregnant. (And this is where it went really weird- and no it's not perverted! Dirty mind, my dear reader!) And as if it was clear as day, I realized I was giving birth to the next Jesus. Except it was going to be a girl. Than, I went on with my day, as if nothing unusual was happening. Even though I was all of a sudden 8 months pregnant with the next Jesus girl. I began to ponder what I was going to do with my little Jesus baby and I decided I wasn't going to let her get as famous as the first Jesus because I didn’t want her getting into show business.
Yea, it was pretty weird. And before anyone says anything, yes I realize their will never be another Jesus. It was just one of those dreams that make you think, ‘Whoa! My subconscious is insane!’
So yea, I hope you didn’t mind the random post…
My friend just got a user, and might become a Opera user but this is funny... (BTW, I changed is s/n here)
Nathan (9:50:59 PM): i spent half my day trying to figure out how to spell opera
Nathan (9:51:18 PM): i thought it was Oprah
XxAmy2themaxX (9:51:22 PM): Oprah?
Nathan (9:51:25 PM): i couldn't find an internet browser named Oprah
XxAmy2themaxX (9:51:24 PM): Noakldgjaklsdjg\
XxAmy2themaxX (9:51:27 PM): Lmao