Monday, April 28, 2008
It wasn't what I'd call a bad day today, but when I zipped off to school I felt pretty gross because I was in a mad rush and I hadn't really done my hair properly and it was all wild which would be great if I was Catherine Earnshaw or some other 17-century girl running around the countryside pining for her lost love and also unknowingly dying of consumption. But I am not - happily - and my hair just irked me the whole school day. It can be HUGE some days, and on others just...flat...and lifeless... Also it was a VERY hot day. I have to traipse up this huge hill, and a couple more, to get to the FMS building.
Whoever thinks MCM girls are bimbotic hotties of the school better have another think coming again. We get really athletic and muscular in the leg area from all this climbing and arm area from lugging around our Macbooks. And we build immune systems to the cold - our rooms in the FMS building are as cold as Switzerland in the early spring. This is to prelong the machines' usability, apparently. Also, we are very smart ...And confident enough to say it with a straight, serious face.
We had our speech thingo today. The other K went first and even though she is one bona fide public speaker, she screwed up today! She forgot what she was going to say. This sucked because I KNOW she speaks really well! Poor girl. After I had my go (I did OK, I think, spoke really quickly because I had added too much stuff to my speech that I couldn't remove. I was a bit uncomfortable because I was sure everyone had noticed my frizzy hair and because they were all staring at me. Okay, it's good I had their attention but I've never done well with being stared at so intensely) I realized she wasn't back from the loo yet and so I went to the loo too. God, it was awful, I felt awful, she felt awful. But I don't think she'll fail, 'cos she started off well.
The other speeches were really funny for the most part. ZH's presentation on hair products somehow had a very formal photo of our Radio Pro teacher and we were falling over ourselves in helpless giggles. Alors, the third K went up to present and what did he bring out of his bag? It makes me cringey even to write it... Condoms. He bought it at the 7-11. Hey, isn't he underaged? Aren't we ALL underaged with two exceptions? The worst things were a)He spoke in a detailed, matter-of-fact way, like he has already done it. Which is just WEIRD, because he has this sensitive, quiet, bashful face and demeanour and ... it's just not right. b) He usually turns scarlet but he didn't blush at all this time - even when he said the words 'heightened sexual pleasure'. Which makes me sort of suspicious. I could barely look him in the eye.
Tomorrow is Dress Day, for my tutorial class anyway. Celebrate feminity, yeaaa! We are going to don dresses, us girls, and them boys will be wearing pink. And they are not allowed to wear bermudas. I have many dresses but I don't quite know which to wear. They are all just so formal and I don't want to be accused of going to the Esplanade or worse, prom. I don't have any flats to match my dresses either but I'm not wearing high-heels with the sort of poly life I have.
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10:09 PM
