the stars are faded

THIS IS ME. PUTTING MYSELF OUT THERE. BITING THE BULLET.

Because, okay, bingos are just such a bad idea for me. I don't write on command. I don't write quickly. I mean, I can, I suppose, but no one wants to see the end result of that. Trust me.

But WHATEVER a new day is a new day and a new chance for self-improvement! To grow as a person! To...yeah, I'll just post my high school bingo and be done with it. (PSA: get your own at hs_bingo!)

first day of high school	break up	parents not home	rivals	class— foreign language
late for class	mutual hate	prom night	locker room	alcohol/ drugs
sports	shopping	WILD CARD	suspension/ expulsion	teasing
first date	first time	sweet sixteen	applying for colleges	last day of school
first love	exchange student	student/ teacher— private lessons	class— home ec	graduation

I really should have known. High school prompts will always be my kryptonite. BUT ANYWAY, even though I will probably fail and make a fool of myself in the process, I am kind of ridiculously excited for this. Yay high school and longing glances and faily come-ons and homework! :DDD Expect fills to be mostly bandom--if I'm feeling really adventurous, maybe some figure-skating rps. MAYBE some VD. Maybe.

...This is going to end so badly.

Oh, hey, on a slightly more optimistic note: I won't be making any more rec posts in my journal because I'm sure it's easier for everyone involved to just check my delicious. Go look! Om nom nom multi-fandom recs.