<p>Excellent flyer, kiddo. I'd nix the "a" from "a change," too. Isn't there supposed to be a comma after ask? ("Come listen, ask, and learn.")
The period does misalign it a bit. Okay, dangit, basically I agree with what soph said. <em>Dramatic sigh</em></p>
<p>"Oh yeah it's definitely very graphic, I agree. Incest, bloody super graphic scenes, sex, rape, etc, etc, eye falling out, etc, etc, castration - "two bloody blobs" <- hahaha the guys in our class were TOTALLY SILENT while we were discussing that..."</p>
<p>Okay. Must add to my extensive reading-list.
Caaaaaaaaaaastration. I love saying that word. XD</p>
<p>I don't fear death itself; I fear the WAY I might die. I hope I'm not butchered to death or anything. >_< I want it to be painless, or at least heroic if it has to hurt. I just freak out at the thought of being hacked into tiny pieces. This morning (or yesterday?), a guy and his friends were being harassed at a McDonald's in the other end of the island. The creeps kept bothering the group, insulted them again as the good kids left, and one of the good kids insulted the leader right back. They began to fight and because the bad guy couldn't hit the good guy (the latter was too fast and great at dodging), the bad guy pulled out a freaking knife and slit the good guy's throat. What the furck!! IN THE MCDONALD'S PARKING LOT!! <em>spaz</em> Granted, it was about 2:00 AM, but STILL. WHADAHECK!?</p>
<p>Death seems like an exciting prospect. I'd like to see what happens after we die. I HOPE there is something after death; reincarnation seems like a cool possibility. <em>shrugs</em> Who knows. I haven't died yet. :P The other day, I was thinking in the shower that maybe there is a limited amount of "souls" and we just get reborn. Maybe we are transported to another planet, maybe even another plane. What if we go "back in time"? The thing is that we have no way of knowing if these things are true, at least for now. If our memories are erased, we can't know if we've had previous lives. Anyway, who's seen "What Dreams May Come"? Anyone? Anyone?</p>
<p>SPAMALOT! MPatHG! We watched the latter at TASP. :D I'd heard of it for ages, but never seen it before this past summer. WE ARE THE KNIGHTS WHO SAY....NEE/NI/KNEE! God, hilarious.</p>
<p>Oh, Karen. Welcome to the ranks of the Single Awesome People.</p>
<p>Sidjenks, having a phone interview makes no difference, I think.</p>
<p>Daydreams! I love them. :)</p>
<p>Oh jeezus, my left eye has been crying for a whiiiiile. MAKE IT STOP! STOP BEING SAD, LEFT EYE! WHY MUST YOU WEEP?</p>
<p>lollerskates. Tako, you are freaking hilarious. "Then, towards the end of my interview, I shall open the little fanny pack upon my waist, take out some magic fairy dust, and sprinkle it upon my interviewer, seize his hand, and jump out the window screaming, "Believe! Believe!"" I literally shook from laughter; my grandmother asked what the heck was up. XD So weird. I'm listening to Cradle of Filth, crying out of my left eye, and laughing hysterically.</p>
<p>I have the urge to create a new account and say I'm an interviewer. roflmao. </p>
<p>HAHAHA OMG! AN INTERVIEWER GOT ON HERE AND POSTED! AHAHAHAHAHA!!</p>
<p>Iris: "Sister: YOU GOT IN? AJGFWEIVUHNVJ" - <em>dies</em> I can actually imagine this happening.</p>
<p>Oh, roam. You will forever be our androgynous TASPlicant.</p>
<p>'kay, so sharing stories. I was at a fabric store with some of my friends buying the fabric for our Fashion Show dresses last year (one of said friends designed the outfits). I suddenly got a call from my mom and she told me to sit down. I was confused and asked what was up. She told me I got an interview for TASP. I was like YAAAAAAY! SQUEE!! And then I asked why she was reading my mail. XD When my interviewer contacted me by email, we began to chitchat. He was awesome. We kept in contact for months. I haven't heard from him in a long while though. :'( That makes me a very sad panda.</p>
<p>I got the acceptance email before the letter. I opened Hotmail and saw a message from Telluride. My heart began to go ga-dunk, ga-dunk, ga-DUNK. I swallowed hard, closed my eyes, opened them, and clicked. When I read the first few lines, I jumped up from my chair, screamed, and began to run through the house. I kid you not. I ran around and went into every room. :D</p>
<p>Chillax, Karen. At least you have everyone on here. This is a veritable mini-TASP. Actually, it's bigger, but whatever. The point is that you're getting sort of a taste of TASP anyway, through these people. <3 <em>huggles</em></p>
<p>What in the heckers is a garlic knot?! Just...a knot of garlic?! Or is is breaded? Or...</p>
<p>God, this is long.
BTW, sorry to the people I haven't replied to. I've been, you guessed it, super freaking busy. x.x</p>
<p>Please email me your interview dates so I can set up my schedule and deal with that, mmkay?</p>
<p>Kudos to all those that survived their interviews and gluck to those that have yet to be 'terviewed.</p>