Your face is the structure of In the Lake of the Woods!

Today in English we taught Miss A- the technicalities behind “your face” insults.

She didn’t get it, at first. So I had to demonstrate:

A: I think it’s just weird.

Me: Your face is weird!

A: But it’s not very witty.

Me: Your face isn’t very witty!

And so on.

So when she left the classroom, “Starsky” had the genius idea to change the essay topic we were analysing which was something like “The structure of ITLOW asserts the narrator’s belief that there is no one truth” to “YOUR FACE IS THE STRUCTURE OF ITLOW! Discuss.”

I went home with Fel today, but not before going to Melb Central so I can get some earrings. Dom and Er- (I don’t know how to spell his name so I’m just guessing) came along and sort of hung out with us. I felt bad because I made Dom go all the way from State just so he could watch me pick out earrings, follow me to the bathroom (but not INTO the bathroom) where I washed off the hearts on my hand (it was a Social Service stunt which actually was sort of fun) and then followed us back up to Maccas. Oh and Fel and I tried out the demo of the NDSi camera and took various shots of our faces distorted or morphed together and colored weirdly. It was freaking awesome!

On the train ride home Fel and I argued the whole way. I told Fel she should be ashamed that she’s not taking Awkward Boy to the Formal. Fel argued that she shouldn’t feel guilty or ashamed. It went on for an entire train ride, and there was a white middle-aged guy sitting near us who was smiling and laughing the whole time.

I’ve got my Methods SAC starting tomorrow, and an English SAC next week that I haven’t started preparing properly for. I made a new friend in Legal today/yesterday, a Yr 11. Quite nice. Very sick (not in the…er…fully sick sort of way, but she actually had a nasty cold).

The Social Service stunt that I mentioned earlier was basically to get everyone to compliment someone and draw a heart on their face/hand. Jen went up to Sonam with “you have glasses”. Tiff got two “you’re really lame”. And I got one for “you have small hands”.

Alex.

Happy Easter

I don’t really celebrate easter, but seeing as this post doesn’t have a central theme, I might as well wish everyone a happy, fun but mostly SAFE easter. Sure the road death toll isn’t that crazy high, but you don’t know the number of people who are maimed for life. They’re never mentioned.

Today I got up with a bad scratched throat. I thought to myself, “oh shit, you’re getting glandular.” Well I still don’t know if this is glandular I’m just going to hope it’s a bad cold.

Anyway, I was reading about how Dom played Tetris on the DS a lot so I decided to down  – ahem buy legitimately – the Tetris game on DS. On my way, I also bought Monsters Vs Aliens the game, some random Naruto game, and this:

Dani was the one who introduced me to this. It’s one of those rhythm games, like Guitar Hero or DDR. It’s quite addictive, with many levels and TB voices and it even has, as one of the tracks, the Mario themes, as well as all the oldies video game themes.

Tomorrow is Eunice’s baptism. And then after that I’m going to Chadstone to find sweaters and a bag. But damn I hate feeling sick.

I’m really looking forward to seeing Monsters Vs Aliens, seeing as in the video game, B.O.B. (voiced by Seth Rogen) is SO MUCH FUN TO PLAY AS! He just randomly blobs around and swallows random crap. And we all know movies are 10x better than games. That’s why I’m not going to play much of the game until I’ve seen the movie.

Otherwise, life is fine. I tried FaceStalking yesterday. It was morbidly interesting (er…morbid may not be the word, I just meant there was a morbid fascination). I knew what I was doing was oh-so-beneath me but I still did it anyway. It wasn’t hard. And no Carmaine, I’m not referring to my reading your comment to Bee. I meant…someone else.

And Cheryl is addicted too. Haha. I win. And she took quizzes just like I did. And my quizzes came up with funny answers. I’m apparently a baby dyke who, while being unperverted, is ready to try anything in the bedroom in the heat of the moment.

Be afraid.

Alex.