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Dec. 16th, 2003 08:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sebastienneyeah, oxford was shitty on some levels and brilliant on others.
i mean, i played laser-quest, met one girl who wasn't straight-laced, and got slobbered over by 'scary dave'. practically utopian.
*keeps reminding herself that there is a bop where all men have to come in drag*
e: there's no-one like me here
a: emma, there IS no-one like you.
b: anyway, what about that girl with the red fluffy jumper?
e: one matching jumper does not a kindred spirit make.
n: and one green cord bag covered with badges does?
e: touché.
k: what's really up?
e: i don't belong here. people her work for their results. i just want to live!
k: (hums buffy musical)
n: are you saying that learning isn't living?
a: or that we don't have to work at other unis?
e: no, but i want to meet real people.
b: there's no such thing.
e: people with stories to tell, lives to share. people like you!
n: hey, i might make it to oxford.
k: and i might see you there in a couple of years.
e: but i can't expect you'll be with me for the rest of my life.
b: why not?
e: ...iloveyoualltoomuchandidontwanttoleaveyoubehind.
n: you don't have to do that.
a: you're not going to be able to get rid of us.
k: i'm not going anywhere.
b: but nobody's forcing you to go to oxford. you have to choose what you want to do.
n: Do What You Want.
a: carpe diem - this is about your life.
k: but oxford has bridsehead revisited and bosie, weee!
b: emma?
e: i can't bear the thought of failure, but i can't bear the thought of working hard to succeed either.
n: tell me about it.
e: but you & bap can live in that limbo quite happily - you can succeed with no hard work. i'm terrified that, if i go to oxford, i won't be able to do that any more.
a: the hard work really isn't so bad. i've almost come to like it over these last few months. and look at my grades...
n: and just think about the drama. all those opportunities...
e: for a 'fat, middle-aged & neurotic' character actress? royal shakespeare company, here i come.
b: shut up. you wait 'til i get my own theatre, i'll...
n: i'll be writer-director
a: i'll write the music
k: i'll star
e: and i'll be in the front row every night.
n: hey, they're playing tori in this café.
tori: when you gonna make up your mind / when you gonna love you as much as i do
e: there might not be anybody at wadham who even knows who she is. the student rep didn't know rocky horror. and she put on 'bringing down the house'.
b: there are morons everywhere, emma.
a: even in the music school.
k: besides, more people for you to..ahem..indoctrinate..
n: i thought the place had a queer bop? an lgbT?
e: yeah, i hope the place lives up to its blue china.
b: huh?
k: oscar wilde.
a: yeah, you'll be in oxford, emma - wilde's oxford.
e: with no bosie.
k: of course not - she isn't even born yet.
n: bosie was a petulant bitch anyway.
e: no robbie, then.
prizes for anyone who gets that.
i mean, i played laser-quest, met one girl who wasn't straight-laced, and got slobbered over by 'scary dave'. practically utopian.
*keeps reminding herself that there is a bop where all men have to come in drag*
e: there's no-one like me here
a: emma, there IS no-one like you.
b: anyway, what about that girl with the red fluffy jumper?
e: one matching jumper does not a kindred spirit make.
n: and one green cord bag covered with badges does?
e: touché.
k: what's really up?
e: i don't belong here. people her work for their results. i just want to live!
k: (hums buffy musical)
n: are you saying that learning isn't living?
a: or that we don't have to work at other unis?
e: no, but i want to meet real people.
b: there's no such thing.
e: people with stories to tell, lives to share. people like you!
n: hey, i might make it to oxford.
k: and i might see you there in a couple of years.
e: but i can't expect you'll be with me for the rest of my life.
b: why not?
e: ...iloveyoualltoomuchandidontwanttoleaveyoubehind.
n: you don't have to do that.
a: you're not going to be able to get rid of us.
k: i'm not going anywhere.
b: but nobody's forcing you to go to oxford. you have to choose what you want to do.
n: Do What You Want.
a: carpe diem - this is about your life.
k: but oxford has bridsehead revisited and bosie, weee!
b: emma?
e: i can't bear the thought of failure, but i can't bear the thought of working hard to succeed either.
n: tell me about it.
e: but you & bap can live in that limbo quite happily - you can succeed with no hard work. i'm terrified that, if i go to oxford, i won't be able to do that any more.
a: the hard work really isn't so bad. i've almost come to like it over these last few months. and look at my grades...
n: and just think about the drama. all those opportunities...
e: for a 'fat, middle-aged & neurotic' character actress? royal shakespeare company, here i come.
b: shut up. you wait 'til i get my own theatre, i'll...
n: i'll be writer-director
a: i'll write the music
k: i'll star
e: and i'll be in the front row every night.
n: hey, they're playing tori in this café.
tori: when you gonna make up your mind / when you gonna love you as much as i do
e: there might not be anybody at wadham who even knows who she is. the student rep didn't know rocky horror. and she put on 'bringing down the house'.
b: there are morons everywhere, emma.
a: even in the music school.
k: besides, more people for you to..ahem..indoctrinate..
n: i thought the place had a queer bop? an lgbT?
e: yeah, i hope the place lives up to its blue china.
b: huh?
k: oscar wilde.
a: yeah, you'll be in oxford, emma - wilde's oxford.
e: with no bosie.
k: of course not - she isn't even born yet.
n: bosie was a petulant bitch anyway.
e: no robbie, then.
prizes for anyone who gets that.