Rain, TOM and Androgyny
Jun. 30th, 2005 04:22 pmWHOOOO THUNDERSTOORRRRRM!!! Wheeeee.
I auditioned for Tournament of the Minds at lunch time. I think I did well, although it was difficult to get the juniors in my group to say anything beyond the obvious "Okay, so what's good about brocoli?" "It's, um, healthy? Tasty?" - I came up with the superpowers idea. Sigh. I think a year eight or nine called Indigo in the other group was having the same problem as I did, so it obviously isn't an age thing. Anyway, there were a lot of places and not a lot of people to choose from, so I'm probably in - finally! I have such a tragic TOM history. Nobody told me about it in year seven. In year eight, they were only accepting year sevens. In year nine, they just got us to write down our names and leave, no tryouts or anything. Sheeze.
We played Honey I Love You in drama, since nobody was there cos of the french excursion. For the uninitiated, this involves standing/sitting in a circle. The person in the middle goes up to someone and says "Honey, I love you - give me a smile?" And the other person has to say "Honey, I love you, but I just can't smile." Without smiling, which is harder than it sounds. Especially at an all girls school, although a guys school would probably be worse. Especially if it had Mic in it :P
The first few just looked at each other and burst out laughing. Then during Carmen's turn, after a few innefectual ones, Ms Wenman remembered that we were allowed to touch people and said so. "Except for me, for legal reasons." So Carmen went "Aw, fine." and walked up to Olivia and just stroked her arm repeatedly in such an exasperated manner it was funny. Ronnie got a response by coming out with "Anus" completely at random for no reason. By Annie's turn almost everyone had already had a go. When told to hurry up and pick someone she said "But I can't touch Ms Wenman for legal reasons!" and picked me - I actually laughed because of that, not because she hugged me. So then I tried Ms Wenman, with no-touchy - I put on a cute lisp, but it didn't work. But I knew what would work. I summoned my inner petruchio, and it was only a matter of picking a target... hehehe. The creepy face-stroke always works ^_^ Robin didn't stand a chance.
In our last careers lesson of the term Mr Morris completely botched his explanation fo scaling, with really weird diagrams. Then he regurgitated some of yesterday's propaganda and told us that we shouldn't do a subject we didn't like or werent good at even if it were scaled up, which was the only useful comment of the day. While he had the scaling slide up, Ronnie and Emily played that game where you swap seats every time the teacher turns his back. It was amusing when they crashed into each other, but he didn't notice.
I had an interesting conversation with Liv at the lockers about criminal psychology and that female serial killer from Monster whose name I don't remember, until Jenny, Shelly and Ruxi threatened to leave without me. We left the school huddled under Jenny's umbrella and mine, which was broken. Narrowly avoiding being splashed by a bus we attempted to cross the road without casualties. Unfortunately I misjudged the puddle distance and my shoes got filled with water. We squished under the roof of the bus shelter - on the side without the seats, since that would involve being sprayed by every passing vehicle. FINALLY the 394 showed up, one of the new ones. Jokes were made about Ruxi looking like a boy and I informed them of my discovery that I totally look like a guy in the school shirt with baggy pants - cos school shirt = Breasts? What breasts? Just, you know, for the next drama play :P noooothing sus... except according to Ev guys shirts button the other way. And Jenny was like "Eh? My dad's don't..." BUT THEN... a random slightly bishie guy sat down opposite us, and Jenny suddenly said OMG!! HIS COAT BUTTONS THE OTHER WAY LOOK! um hi we're not looking at you...
And it occurred to me that that sounds a LOT like a euphemism. Doens't it though? "Heh... they reckon his 'coat buttons the other way' *nosetap*" DOESN'T IT?! ...anyway. Something, I'm not sure what, caused Shelly to break out in hysterical laughter, which lasted several minutes. In the end we had to give her water.
When I got off the bus the rain and wind hit me like a brick wall. My already broken umbrella got mangled on the way home, and my stockings are currently hanging out to drip. When I got to the gate I dropped my hairbrush looking for my keys and my umbrella fell to the side. Finally inside and warrrrm. Heater is t3h GOOOOOD. My cat is also enjoying it.
Ah, but it's pretty. I love rain when I'm not in it.
I auditioned for Tournament of the Minds at lunch time. I think I did well, although it was difficult to get the juniors in my group to say anything beyond the obvious "Okay, so what's good about brocoli?" "It's, um, healthy? Tasty?" - I came up with the superpowers idea. Sigh. I think a year eight or nine called Indigo in the other group was having the same problem as I did, so it obviously isn't an age thing. Anyway, there were a lot of places and not a lot of people to choose from, so I'm probably in - finally! I have such a tragic TOM history. Nobody told me about it in year seven. In year eight, they were only accepting year sevens. In year nine, they just got us to write down our names and leave, no tryouts or anything. Sheeze.
We played Honey I Love You in drama, since nobody was there cos of the french excursion. For the uninitiated, this involves standing/sitting in a circle. The person in the middle goes up to someone and says "Honey, I love you - give me a smile?" And the other person has to say "Honey, I love you, but I just can't smile." Without smiling, which is harder than it sounds. Especially at an all girls school, although a guys school would probably be worse. Especially if it had Mic in it :P
The first few just looked at each other and burst out laughing. Then during Carmen's turn, after a few innefectual ones, Ms Wenman remembered that we were allowed to touch people and said so. "Except for me, for legal reasons." So Carmen went "Aw, fine." and walked up to Olivia and just stroked her arm repeatedly in such an exasperated manner it was funny. Ronnie got a response by coming out with "Anus" completely at random for no reason. By Annie's turn almost everyone had already had a go. When told to hurry up and pick someone she said "But I can't touch Ms Wenman for legal reasons!" and picked me - I actually laughed because of that, not because she hugged me. So then I tried Ms Wenman, with no-touchy - I put on a cute lisp, but it didn't work. But I knew what would work. I summoned my inner petruchio, and it was only a matter of picking a target... hehehe. The creepy face-stroke always works ^_^ Robin didn't stand a chance.
In our last careers lesson of the term Mr Morris completely botched his explanation fo scaling, with really weird diagrams. Then he regurgitated some of yesterday's propaganda and told us that we shouldn't do a subject we didn't like or werent good at even if it were scaled up, which was the only useful comment of the day. While he had the scaling slide up, Ronnie and Emily played that game where you swap seats every time the teacher turns his back. It was amusing when they crashed into each other, but he didn't notice.
I had an interesting conversation with Liv at the lockers about criminal psychology and that female serial killer from Monster whose name I don't remember, until Jenny, Shelly and Ruxi threatened to leave without me. We left the school huddled under Jenny's umbrella and mine, which was broken. Narrowly avoiding being splashed by a bus we attempted to cross the road without casualties. Unfortunately I misjudged the puddle distance and my shoes got filled with water. We squished under the roof of the bus shelter - on the side without the seats, since that would involve being sprayed by every passing vehicle. FINALLY the 394 showed up, one of the new ones. Jokes were made about Ruxi looking like a boy and I informed them of my discovery that I totally look like a guy in the school shirt with baggy pants - cos school shirt = Breasts? What breasts? Just, you know, for the next drama play :P noooothing sus... except according to Ev guys shirts button the other way. And Jenny was like "Eh? My dad's don't..." BUT THEN... a random slightly bishie guy sat down opposite us, and Jenny suddenly said OMG!! HIS COAT BUTTONS THE OTHER WAY LOOK! um hi we're not looking at you...
And it occurred to me that that sounds a LOT like a euphemism. Doens't it though? "Heh... they reckon his 'coat buttons the other way' *nosetap*" DOESN'T IT?! ...anyway. Something, I'm not sure what, caused Shelly to break out in hysterical laughter, which lasted several minutes. In the end we had to give her water.
When I got off the bus the rain and wind hit me like a brick wall. My already broken umbrella got mangled on the way home, and my stockings are currently hanging out to drip. When I got to the gate I dropped my hairbrush looking for my keys and my umbrella fell to the side. Finally inside and warrrrm. Heater is t3h GOOOOOD. My cat is also enjoying it.
Ah, but it's pretty. I love rain when I'm not in it.
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