Thursday, October 17, 2002
Today I used my boundless people skills to great effect in math class.
Someone mentioned the large number of people in our class that day who happened to be wearing collared shirts with sweaters over them. A certain person who shall not be named began lovingly stroking her sweater (with bits of collared shirt protruding enticingly from underneath it, of course) and announced that she was a fan of the style. I took the opportunity to announce, rather loudly, that if I ever wore clothes that preppy I just might have to stab myself. Upon hearing this proclamation, the unnamed person gave me a very nasty look that was part annoyance, part undiluted wrath, and part extreme condescension.
So, you see, that went over well. Anyhow, I didn't mean it like it probably came out sounding... I just meant to say that the only collared shirts I own are worn on dressy occasions (i.e. anywhere I can't wear jeans), not to school on a daily basis. Also that I was not a huge fan of collars sticking out from under sweaters, and (what's worse) the bottom of the collared shirt sticking out from under the bottom of the sweater. I think it looks sloppy. Anyways, I didn't mean to say that I had anything against people who dress like that (since the vast majority of my friends happen to do so), I only meant to say that I would not dress in that particular fashion myself.
And that if I did, I would have to resort to regrettable violence to remind myself of my supreme clothing law (which is, if it ain't comfy and takes too much work, don't wear it!).
Well, this unnamed person evidently did not quite take my statement as I had intended it to be taken. Alas. My finesse in speaking remains unequalled.
On a less awkward note!
Today in psych we were watching a movie. Awakenings, starring Robin Williams and Robert DeNiro, and it's both better and worse than I expected it to be. Don't ask. It's quite a serious movie, very touching and heartwarming so far, about the touching and heartwarming powers that doctors and tons of medication can bring to human vegetables. But anyways, the point is, at one point a nurse runs into the room and shouts "Dr. Robin Williams! You must come quick!" and he says "What is it, Nurse?"
And she says, "It's a fucking miracle!"
And my whole psych class burst out laughing. It was glorious.
Then in french class we talked about Georges Simenon, who wrote stories that were an awful lot like French Sherlock Holmes stories, starring a guy named Maigret, and who also claimed to have slept with 10,000 different women during his lifetime (Georges Simenon, I mean, not Maigret). We decided that he could have done it in 27 years, if he was really dedicated to his cause and willing to work rather hard, and if he had no repeats.
Then we calculated the number of children he should have fathered, assuming that the condom has a 99% rate of efficacy. Statistically, he should have fathered 100 children. He only has 3 legitimate ones, but we decided that there were undoubtedly more.
Will you look at that! We were doing math in french class! How excitingly interdisciplinary of us!
Then we had fun with french pronunciation, in which Maura pronounced the word 'Seine' as 'see-ehn', when it's really 'sehn'. Sigh. But then Stephanie pronounced 'quiète' as 'kwy-eh-tay', when it should be 'key-ehtt', so Maura had some company.
And then Jess was reading and had to say the word 'phtisiologiste', which is a lung doctor and is pronounced 'fih-tee-see-all-oh-jeest', and if she mispronounced it, it was through no fault of her own, 'cause that's just a damn nasty word when it comes right down to it.
Powderpuff meeting tonight! It's just a rules meeting, but I am so excited to start practicing! I can't freaking wait to crush the puny people with my mighty football talent! Ha ha ha! I will run you all down! You shall be as the penitent mice before the wrathful cat! You shall flee my heavily clawed paw of vengeance! MWAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
Yes, so, I am rather looking foward to Powderpuff. As you can see.
Rien de plus, pour maintenant.