02-14-2015, 09:47 PM
(That's great so far!)
Kristopher Campbell was looking forward to the Gay-Straight Alliance Meeting. As Junior Class Representative, he felt the school needed to expand their horizons a bit further. "Now and again, it is necessary to seclude yourself among deep mountains and hidden valleys to restore your link to the source of life" he said to himself in front of his mirror, effectively citing Morihei Ueshiba and his stance on the Art of Peace. With the meeting, perhaps it would allow anyone with ill feelings to see that everyone was alike and while he was against the notion of forcing lifestyles in people's faces, this massive university was still a bit stuck on being mean to people of differing views, especially the jocks. While Kris had a lean physique that would clearly make it apparent he was not a "twink", a term he honestly disliked, he could not say he was the kind of person that would enjoy building his body past the usually 180 pounds.
He fixed his short dark brown hair a bit before adjusting the bowtie on his red dress shirt.
"Eh, showtime." He smiled before heading out the room. One would think that after speaking in front of crowds for the time he's spent within the college, he would be used to it by now. Truthfully, the Mass Communications major just freaked out after handling certain situations. His mind was cleared of doubt however as a few others within the Alliance were outside the old gymnasium handing around flyers and other things. It was simple: get up and speak for a few and then leave out while some kind of party was thrown for him to change clothes.
(Hope this is alright.)
Kristopher Campbell was looking forward to the Gay-Straight Alliance Meeting. As Junior Class Representative, he felt the school needed to expand their horizons a bit further. "Now and again, it is necessary to seclude yourself among deep mountains and hidden valleys to restore your link to the source of life" he said to himself in front of his mirror, effectively citing Morihei Ueshiba and his stance on the Art of Peace. With the meeting, perhaps it would allow anyone with ill feelings to see that everyone was alike and while he was against the notion of forcing lifestyles in people's faces, this massive university was still a bit stuck on being mean to people of differing views, especially the jocks. While Kris had a lean physique that would clearly make it apparent he was not a "twink", a term he honestly disliked, he could not say he was the kind of person that would enjoy building his body past the usually 180 pounds.
He fixed his short dark brown hair a bit before adjusting the bowtie on his red dress shirt.
"Eh, showtime." He smiled before heading out the room. One would think that after speaking in front of crowds for the time he's spent within the college, he would be used to it by now. Truthfully, the Mass Communications major just freaked out after handling certain situations. His mind was cleared of doubt however as a few others within the Alliance were outside the old gymnasium handing around flyers and other things. It was simple: get up and speak for a few and then leave out while some kind of party was thrown for him to change clothes.
(Hope this is alright.)