we're all born superstars (& Guess Who's Coming To Dinner)

I thought it'd been far too long since I wore the ring that I bought for #radicalselflove last year, so I went into my closet with birds in mind and came out with something completely unrelated:

Sweater: uncle's. Jeans: Levi's 518. Socks: SockDreams. Flats: Kork-Ease Isabel flats. Ring: Forever21.

So after the jump is the second script I ever wrote. I'll be honest: I really liked this one when I finished writing it. Now, not so much, because I think the novelty of the jokes wears off after you've had to listen to your own writing a hundred thousand times in rehearsals. (I was in charge of directing it, and it was hellish.) Plus, I think it's only funny if you went to my high school. Anyway. This is intended to be racist, sexist, moderately offensive, and Asian American, or at least one interpretation of it.

I think I was 15 when I wrote this. For the record, the first time I read "Sure Thing" had been two years prior to my writing this, and most of my scripts fall under the category "the kind of script that doesn't require a set" because we were basically a so-low-we-have-no-budget theater group. I would know; I was the production manager.

I write stuff after the jump.