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New Game: SFA/HSAU: Finals!

It's time for something... light. Something... refreshing.

For the past year, Roger Korby and Andrea Sherrison have been building an android, Norm. And Norm has been, true to his name... normal.

But things are starting to go wrong. Andrea has been moved into the empty bed in Caz and Jan's room (oh, did I not mention that? WELL. It's there. Not a convenient plot device at all) and when Roger's rommmate dropped out, he and McCoy decided to move in together.

Now they're both starting to act weird. Of course, no one is normal, it's SFA and it's finals. But there's something seriously wrong, and our heroes are going to have to find out what.

Did I mention that the top four students in each class get to go on a special training exercise? Well, they do. And competition is hot.

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Oh, honey. They are LITERALLY upstaging you. It's not only a rookie move, but it's what the divas of old Broadway used to do. If they won't talk down to you, either find a reason in character to go up and move them, or just refuse to look a them when you talk. They'll get the message.

I can see where the one guy might have thought he was joking, but it would still come out in a way that hurt. Like when I ask my professors who are having computer problems if they've tried yelling at it. Try to assume that they're all as nervous- if not more -as you are, and if you can keep your head, you win.

And keep records of this kind of thing- I assume you have to turn in a paper or a report? Just tell the prof. your feelings on the way things went, being sure to talk about where everyone (you included) needed improvement, and it should help.

Well it's pissing me off and if they don't fix it during our last rehearsal- the one Monday, before they play- we're going to have a shouting match. This might be graded on an idividual basis, but if they're prohibiting me from doing a decent job, my grade is on the line.

Except it wasn't a guy- like I said, the boys (there are two of them, and they're sweethearts who I dicovered yesterday also like Pokemon ♥) are really nice and know their parts, even if one of them doesn't have all of his lines memorized (because he has half the lines in the play). It's just the girls who are being catty and dickish.

Nope, just the play. Other than that the semester is over. But I am going to talk to them, and at least try to communicate my problem. It's getting ridiculous, and everyone's started to get complacent cause Professor Theatre said that we had put more work into the play than any group he's ever had. That doesn't mean that we've put enough, it just means we're doing a good job, you know?

Jeez. That would be frustrating for me, too.

Well. Theatre girls. They're... I hate them.

Don't let the bastards grind you down. Who cares if they like you - you have a job to get down, and if they're going to get in the way, fuck 'em.

I think a nice blazing row might clear the air, don't you? Then everyone can say what they think and get all their frustrations out and then we can have a chance to relax a bit before we go on.

They are bitches. :[ But I will miss the boys. One of them comes into DQ with his friends all the time, so I'll see him enough. The other one supposedly comes through the drive, but I don't notice him. I'm going to see if I can persuade them to take Beginning Acting with me next Spring, if Professor Theatre can persuade the people in charge to let him teach it again. They are quite fun to work with.

I don't want them to like me- I just want us to be able to act professionally towards each other enough to do a good job.

You can't have a blazing row and be professional, hon. If they won't listen to you, talk to the boys and see if they can make the suggestion in a way that gets listened to?

I love working with good people. :)

Well, clearly we can only do one at a time, but having a blazing row might push us toward being professional. Oh, I don't know. Maybe they're all getting antsy because the semester is technically over but we still keep having to take time out of our day to come work on this.

I know! And they're always acting so shippy together for laughs, with all their other boyfriends too. Yesterday, "Ramon" had a guy from another group sitting on his lap and "Dave" hit him for it and then shoved him off and acted all jealous. It was so cute~♥ I think, if I'd known what sweethearts they were before, I'd have played along when they were joking that they had saved me a spot between them *eyebrow waggle*. It would have been great fun to play around with them and feel included- they don't joke with the other girls like that, perhaps for fear of being considered womanizers. Or something.

Well, I trust your judgment, but it's a tough spot no matter what you choose.

Aw, cute.

I know~ I had such wonderful classmates in all my classes this semester, I really will miss them. And my professors, but them no as much because I'm taking the second brit-lit class and another history class, so that's two of them that I'll have again, and I'm going to take Awesome Professor's class (I've already told him; when they came into work last weekend he actually initiated a conversation with me♥) and, then in the spring I'll take Professor Theatre for Intro Acting if he teaches is. You see, that's the brilliant thing about a small college, you only have so many teachers to choose from, and except for Mrs. Humanities (she's the one that told me that it was selfish not to want kids last semester) they all seem quite wonderful.

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