| boot_boy @ 2004-06-22 16:42:00 |
| Current mood: |  calm |
Like everything else, N.E.W.T.s have gone from being tiring to being merely tiresome.. I don't understand why I need to demonstrate my self worth via practical examination instead of being judged on my appearance. That is how it is in the real world anyway. And in the real world I will be revered (with knickers and everything, possibly fruit baskets as well) for my moody but lissome presence, and others will be neglected for their lack thereof. It's just how things are. I tried to explain this to Lisa yesterday and she accidentally-on-purpose messed up my hair, which ruined all the careful mussing I'd applied to it for nearly 18 minutes that morning.
These new vinyl trousers are binding and noisy, but I like them anyway. Despite what Finnigan said after dressing me in all those breathable, wrinkly fabrics, I still find my torso to be a nice length.
I got a D on my journal. Quite a relief as getting an O would make me staid and dull. Real expression can't be graded. Everyone knows that. It's what lies in your soul, festering in vapid perfume, that really matters.
I think I'll go sit by the lake for a while. Sometimes I think it would be romantic to nearly drown, but the lake smells of squid breath so no.
Comments:
| boot_boy @ 2004-06-22 03:22 pm UTC |
I would know. The experience would be tainted by my knowing. I need to drown for real, but have someone there to revive me so I can write a poem that describes the plunging torment in my chest cavity.
(parent)| boot_boy @ 2004-06-22 03:33 pm UTC |
But who will revive me? Maybe the portrait of the sea nymph in the 2nd floor bath is up to it. She squeals and nearly rips free of the canvas each time I happen in there.
(parent)| deanthomas @ 2004-06-22 03:21 pm UTC |
Wait a tick. If I got a D you should have gotten... whatever is worse than a D. I posted and commented loads more than you.
| boot_boy @ 2004-06-22 03:23 pm UTC |
What you posted was probably not as striking nor poetic as what I posted. Quality over quantity and all that.
(parent)| deanthomas @ 2004-06-22 03:25 pm UTC |
I never did claim to be a poet. I think you pretty much have a reign over that territory.
(parent)| seamus_f @ 2004-06-22 05:13 pm UTC |
It isn't. And I wouldn't go to any appearance judging contests if I were you.
Possibly you should go to France next year and fester in vapid perfume, only don't take Lisa with you as she has bigger fish to fry.
Fish, hrm.
| boot_boy @ 2004-06-22 07:01 pm UTC |
You're just hacked because I didn't like your prep-boy makeover.
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