"How I Spent My Summer Vacation"
Jul 30, 2007 12:56:26 GMT -5
Post by Joe Snack Road on Jul 30, 2007 12:56:26 GMT -5
Scene begins simply enough: the red-headed Jenny McLanahan stands in the front of an empy classroom, commanding attention in a tight black t-shirt for some band you've probably never heard of and jeans, as she begins speaking in the sort of dull tones one would expect from a high school speech class.
[Jenny:] My name is Jennifer McLanahan and I spent my summer vacation from OG-Joshi by taking road trips and moving and seeing things and driving my car and my car broke down so I had to fix it and it was all better again and then I tried to hit on a couple girls but they don't like being hit on by girls so that didn't go so well for me and...
Jenny chuckles a bit, before clearing her throat and speaking with a bit more energy...
...and blah blah blah. Look you don't care what I did while OG-Joshi took its little siesta so a bunch of muscley dudes in disgustingly revealing speedos can prance about and slap each other silly.
Jenny puts on a silly face, before giggling and doing an "over feminine" hand wave.
"OH YOU!"
She sits back against the whiteboard behind her and sighs heavily as she looks forward, serious.
[Jenny:] General Celes is stupid. I said it. Yep. Straight out. I'll tell her to her face, but I'd be looking a bit lower, if y'know what I mean, but I have a solid reason for saying this: after losing to Holly, I had to deeply, resoundingly take a good long hard look at what happened because SHE DID NOT CHEAT... more than usual.
I lost to Holly, and I lost because... I wasn't good enough that night. Celes thinks Holly cheated and probably spent the entire break looking over tapes and interviewing attendants at ringside and blah blah blah - BUT I LOST AND I AM ACCEPTING IT.
Poorly, sure, but thats how I do things - its, to quote those NIFTY KEEN kids on the MTV, "How I roll, bitch."
I guess what I'm trying to say for those of you who toned out of this and fantasized about my underwear, "I'm making a generic statement of assertiveness! Insult at authority figure! Declaration of intent to move forward and whatnot!"
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I always sucked at ending speeches.
Jenny nods and walks forward, past the camera as scene fades to black.
[Jenny:] My name is Jennifer McLanahan and I spent my summer vacation from OG-Joshi by taking road trips and moving and seeing things and driving my car and my car broke down so I had to fix it and it was all better again and then I tried to hit on a couple girls but they don't like being hit on by girls so that didn't go so well for me and...
Jenny chuckles a bit, before clearing her throat and speaking with a bit more energy...
...and blah blah blah. Look you don't care what I did while OG-Joshi took its little siesta so a bunch of muscley dudes in disgustingly revealing speedos can prance about and slap each other silly.
Jenny puts on a silly face, before giggling and doing an "over feminine" hand wave.
"OH YOU!"
She sits back against the whiteboard behind her and sighs heavily as she looks forward, serious.
[Jenny:] General Celes is stupid. I said it. Yep. Straight out. I'll tell her to her face, but I'd be looking a bit lower, if y'know what I mean, but I have a solid reason for saying this: after losing to Holly, I had to deeply, resoundingly take a good long hard look at what happened because SHE DID NOT CHEAT... more than usual.
I lost to Holly, and I lost because... I wasn't good enough that night. Celes thinks Holly cheated and probably spent the entire break looking over tapes and interviewing attendants at ringside and blah blah blah - BUT I LOST AND I AM ACCEPTING IT.
Poorly, sure, but thats how I do things - its, to quote those NIFTY KEEN kids on the MTV, "How I roll, bitch."
I guess what I'm trying to say for those of you who toned out of this and fantasized about my underwear, "I'm making a generic statement of assertiveness! Insult at authority figure! Declaration of intent to move forward and whatnot!"
...
...
I always sucked at ending speeches.
Jenny nods and walks forward, past the camera as scene fades to black.