UNSW Minecraft Society

this is me if you even care anymroe btw

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I was looking at this bee and thinking today... you know why they're called bees? It's because they know how to -be-.

I woke up in the morning and rolled out of my monopoly themed bed with a groan as I stretched my soft and strong arms. The birds had stopped singing outside, which probably meant it was 12pm. That was reassuring- I had a lot to do today, and that meant I'd waken up one hour earlier than usual. I walked in front of my mirror and saw a beautiful person with icy blue eyes like limpid tears and soft skin and raven black hair. I softly smiled, throwing my hair into a casual messy bun and slipping on my favourite MineZ t-shirt. God, I wish I had more money. "God, I wish I had more money," I cutely informed the beautiful person in the mirror who was myself. I needed money to buy MineZ ranks for my seventh account after they banned my last one- but I was poor after nobody signed my arc forms. But today that'd change- today I was applying for a job at Manchester University, run by Minechester themselves. I smiled thinking about them- their big strong arms, their beautiful smile, their red 1988 Ford Falcon in relatively good condition. I wondered what they thought about MineZ. They probably thought it was really hot. I put on my makeup to look extra good, and gracefully strode out my bedroom door.