Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Nothing specific

Yesterday I was in Physics class, when, suddenly, I felt a sneeze coming on.
Now, the ideal thing to do in this situation is to sneeze, which is why I did what I did (which was to sneeze). However... well, it was just one of those little moments in life (am I too young to say that?)

It went sort of like this:

Me: ... Achoo!!
*begin to remove hand from face*
Me: Uh-oh.
*look around shiftily, then slowly start to reach for my knapsack with my free hand*
Friend who was sitting next to me: Here.
*tosses me a Kleenex which she appears to have produced out of nowhere*

See? My friend and I are really in sync! Now tell me you don't envy me.


I really need a shower... and I mean, I really need a shower. I'm still wearing yesterday's T-shirt ("Proud Canadian! la fête du -CANADA- day"). And I think maybe I'm beginning to smell, ah, unclean.

Perhaps I should not be telling you this? Ahh, whatever. It's not like I've seen anyone today (and my family? Bah, they counteth not), let alone left my house. Seriously, I haven't even wandered out onto the porch to pat the doggie.


Holidays are starting, yay! Yesterday I had only one measly class (remember? Physics) and just hung around until some woman shooed us away while we loitered around being lazy: "Please leave, we're closing the school".
And then today, no school. Tomorrow, nobody's going to bother giving classes, and on Friday- the last official day- we're supposedly only going to have Geography, which is laughable, because the Geography guy (I can't call him "teacher", because that would imply that he teaches us stuff) is hands-down the laziest person I know, including myself.

So tomorrow I'm just going to school -as in, the building- to hang out with mes amis (aren't I sophisticated), and then possibly buy some shoes. I am not a freaky shoe addict, but I need a new pair because my four shoes -yes, two pairs- are no longer up to scratch.

The first pair are my black Converse, which I wore pretty much every day for about a year and a half, and are, thus, more brown than black (except the white rubber bit, which is gray), plus I scribbled on them and they're developing holes. The scribbles I like; the right shoe has a thick, black Sharpie arrow pointing ahead, and underneath it says "Adelante!" (literally it means ahead, but it's interpreted as keep going), but since the shoe is falling apart, it can't be spared even when it's so cute <3

The other pair is my presentable pair, worn to places where you're supposed to dress up, whenever I'm feeling sissy, or on days when the black/brown ones look too miserable and worn to face the day. I've been wearing them more and more lately. They're the Converse that are clean-ish with funky little designs that make me think of a blue rain forest.

And they're both high-tops.


Hey! My neighbors are finally playing some decent music: Nirvana, and now The Beatles. Thank goodness.

Now, about that shower...

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