Bunnies, Berets and the Antichrist.
Aug. 4th, 2005 05:09 pmI got busted for my beret-thing yesterday. I rather stupidly walked past the front office in it. I was nearly at C4 when suddenly I heard a voice - in tones of low menace: "Young lady. You are wearing a hat." I turned around slowly. It was, yes the dreaded MV. "Step into my office," she didn't say. Then she got the front desk lady to give me a uniform slip, and the following lecture: "You're an intelligent, creative young girl, and I'd like you to be focusing your creativity on something else." Now, I consider myself as intelligent and creative as the next person, which is a bit presumptuous since I go to SGHS and the next person is as likely to be Carmen Teh Wunderkind, but that aside - it's kind of scary when the principal adresses you personally. If she'd actually said my name I probably would have fainted. She went on to inform me that there were plenty of schools that didn't take as much pride in their image, and if I didn't want to fit in she'd take me into her office and arrange a transfer. I was hard put not to crack up laughing.
Diana brought in blue cardboard and stuck my Bunny of Justice poster to it - she's also watercoloured it, so it looks all professional now. Then we spent some time gluing cardboard chairlegs together for the set design. Or rather she did, her hands are steadier than mine. She brought in some weird two-piece glue, and one of the squeezythings wouldn't squeeze, so we had to open it and get the glue out with a screwdriver. The set is a classroom with four kids desks and chairs, one for the teacher, and a row of stuffed toys which also serve as the Jury. For this reason Diana gave me two cotton balls and asked me to separate them into twelve pieces. I'm not sure how I ended up with eleven. But nobody cares anyway, the look is there. They actually didn't look much like soft toys, so I cut cat ears out of the remains of the blue cardboard and stuck them on. Annie was away both yesterday and today, when we finished it (but that's okay because she made all the bits of furniture) - some legs had fallen off chairs and things and we needed to fix them. This one chair just kept falling over and losing legs.
At one point Diana yelled "Damn it! The chair's knocked up again!" which lead to some interesting anatomical speculation. My theory is that, well - a human being can't get a chair pregnant, but it could do it through occult means - immaculate conception anyone? But since God's already done one, and Armaggedon's well nigh over-due anyway, it's got to be Satan. Besides, I don't think God would approve of having sex with furniture. So when we handed it in to Ms Wenman I said "Oh, and that chair is lying down because it's about to give birth to the Antichrist" and she gave me a funny look.
Actualy it was lying down because we couldn't get the legs to stay on so we just lay it on it's side and told ourselves that kids knock over chairs anyway, right? Right?
Jenny found all this very amusing on the bus. Year Ten Jenny, I mean. Year Nine Jenny was being random too. I swear I should document those two. I could call it "The Jenny Files". J9, introducing her friend Joeline, said she was Melissa's cousin. Since J10 is Melissa's cousin, we were all a bit O_o for a second before she said "I mean Jenny is Melissa's cousin. I was telling Joeline that!" We all spent an inordinate amount of time going over the question booklet for the Maths Competition, which was done in periods 4 and 5 today. I'm not sure why, it's not particularly important. Shelly pronounced one question physically impossible, and J10 thought an easy question was a trick question, because examiners like to mess with our heads. I thought they just took pity on us.
When I came home I found a cheap plastic necklace on my desk. It was lying on a note that read:
Рике от Бабушки Ири
Кушаи Вареники.
I'd already eaten the dumplings before coming upstairs. I found the note tremendously amusing, and I'll leave it untranslated for the amusement of fellow Russian speakers. The cyrillic, by the way, is courtesy of the extremely useful http://www.translit.ru
Apparantly our musical-off is tomorrow. I presume we'll get pity votes since we only got told today, but people are meeting tomorrow morning to plan things. Our theme is "Crazy In Love". Sigh. I'll probably go just to miss out on the first two periods, or something. All my ideas are along Operatic lines, but may make a good introduction, I don't know. For the benifit of any eljayrandoms who happen to drop in, Musical-Off is an inane tradition our school has (started a few years ago). Each grade gets an Assembly reservation, a theme and possibly a colour, depending on how sadistic the Prefects are feeling. We have to make up a musical number with it. Previous hits have included "Supernerds" (I'm not sure what their theme was, but it definitely had nothing to do with that) and something about Leprechauns.
By the way, I'm changing the date of my 40hr famine blindfoldyness - instead of this week (the weekend before the real date) it'll be the weekend after it. That is Saturday 20th of August. Hokay? Good.
Link Of The Day: http://www.livejournal.com/users/eclipsegryph/275249.html
If WW2 Was a Real-Time Internet Strategy Game.
It rocks. Especially since that's what we're studying in History right now. I mean WW2 not RTS. lol.
Diana brought in blue cardboard and stuck my Bunny of Justice poster to it - she's also watercoloured it, so it looks all professional now. Then we spent some time gluing cardboard chairlegs together for the set design. Or rather she did, her hands are steadier than mine. She brought in some weird two-piece glue, and one of the squeezythings wouldn't squeeze, so we had to open it and get the glue out with a screwdriver. The set is a classroom with four kids desks and chairs, one for the teacher, and a row of stuffed toys which also serve as the Jury. For this reason Diana gave me two cotton balls and asked me to separate them into twelve pieces. I'm not sure how I ended up with eleven. But nobody cares anyway, the look is there. They actually didn't look much like soft toys, so I cut cat ears out of the remains of the blue cardboard and stuck them on. Annie was away both yesterday and today, when we finished it (but that's okay because she made all the bits of furniture) - some legs had fallen off chairs and things and we needed to fix them. This one chair just kept falling over and losing legs.
At one point Diana yelled "Damn it! The chair's knocked up again!" which lead to some interesting anatomical speculation. My theory is that, well - a human being can't get a chair pregnant, but it could do it through occult means - immaculate conception anyone? But since God's already done one, and Armaggedon's well nigh over-due anyway, it's got to be Satan. Besides, I don't think God would approve of having sex with furniture. So when we handed it in to Ms Wenman I said "Oh, and that chair is lying down because it's about to give birth to the Antichrist" and she gave me a funny look.
Actualy it was lying down because we couldn't get the legs to stay on so we just lay it on it's side and told ourselves that kids knock over chairs anyway, right? Right?
Jenny found all this very amusing on the bus. Year Ten Jenny, I mean. Year Nine Jenny was being random too. I swear I should document those two. I could call it "The Jenny Files". J9, introducing her friend Joeline, said she was Melissa's cousin. Since J10 is Melissa's cousin, we were all a bit O_o for a second before she said "I mean Jenny is Melissa's cousin. I was telling Joeline that!" We all spent an inordinate amount of time going over the question booklet for the Maths Competition, which was done in periods 4 and 5 today. I'm not sure why, it's not particularly important. Shelly pronounced one question physically impossible, and J10 thought an easy question was a trick question, because examiners like to mess with our heads. I thought they just took pity on us.
When I came home I found a cheap plastic necklace on my desk. It was lying on a note that read:
Рике от Бабушки Ири
Кушаи Вареники.
I'd already eaten the dumplings before coming upstairs. I found the note tremendously amusing, and I'll leave it untranslated for the amusement of fellow Russian speakers. The cyrillic, by the way, is courtesy of the extremely useful http://www.translit.ru
Apparantly our musical-off is tomorrow. I presume we'll get pity votes since we only got told today, but people are meeting tomorrow morning to plan things. Our theme is "Crazy In Love". Sigh. I'll probably go just to miss out on the first two periods, or something. All my ideas are along Operatic lines, but may make a good introduction, I don't know. For the benifit of any eljayrandoms who happen to drop in, Musical-Off is an inane tradition our school has (started a few years ago). Each grade gets an Assembly reservation, a theme and possibly a colour, depending on how sadistic the Prefects are feeling. We have to make up a musical number with it. Previous hits have included "Supernerds" (I'm not sure what their theme was, but it definitely had nothing to do with that) and something about Leprechauns.
By the way, I'm changing the date of my 40hr famine blindfoldyness - instead of this week (the weekend before the real date) it'll be the weekend after it. That is Saturday 20th of August. Hokay? Good.
Link Of The Day: http://www.livejournal.com/users/eclipsegryph/275249.html
If WW2 Was a Real-Time Internet Strategy Game.
It rocks. Especially since that's what we're studying in History right now. I mean WW2 not RTS. lol.
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