Hello everybody! Sorry for the little (or, I suppose, long) hiatus I took as I realized just how much I hate mosquitoes and spent time adjusting to doing this ‘school thing’ again. Luckily, I’m back and apparently doing speech competitions which means I get to show all of my new fancy business wear, which is basically just me trying to look different while wearing the same skirt over and over again. I was feeling pretty snazzy during my Saturday competition and decided to go for a bow tie, that somehow turned out to be a crowd favorite. Forensics kids really seem to like neckwear and I am definitely not one to go against that trend.
While a part of me that questions whether or not I should still be wearing my floral headband, there’s an even bigger part of me that congratulates myself for wearing it because I’m living out my childhood dream of being a garden fairy. Not only am I living out my garden fairy dream, but I’m also wearing a bow tie, which means I’m not just dressing as a garden fairy; I’m dressing as a classy garden fairy. Add in the fact that I’ve acquired a “bow tie buddy” earlier today and guessed that we were reading about cannibals in AP Language, and we can all just assume that this has been a pretty fine day.
P.S. Please excuse my facial expression. It was quite windy out today, and the breeze disturbs me.
I always think there’s something wrong whenever I’m standing at the bus stop in a really fancy and proper outfit (which I deem fancy and proper because I’m wearing a bow tie and a button up – that’s right, I dress smart occasionally), but the music I’m listening ruins the mood. Here I am thinking I should apply to Harvard or crack out the philosophy books and the like when Slipknot comes on. Let’s get one thing straight; I do like Slipknot (they’re the first band of the “heavy-metal” genre that I ever actually enjoyed), but they totally killed the mood. Unfortunately, they didn’t kill it as harshly as I killed Eminem’s Stan about 3 songs later.
P.S. That fall weather is killer! I have so much respect for people who take photos outside when it’s cold.
I deemed my outfit my “preppy hipster” look. It would help if I enjoyed shopping at more “prep” themed stores and/or was actually able to understand more of the American hipster subculture (that’s right-I know complex sounding words). So, because I didn’t know how to be a true hipster, and my outfit felt more on the preppy/nerdy side today, I decided to take the safe way out at school which included the overuse of the words “mainstream,” “sadistic nature of today’s society,” and “pretentious” (i.e. I decided to use terms that I may or may not know the full definition of). Unfortunately, all of my hard work was gone to waste whenever I got onto the subject of one of my favorite “obscure” (which really just means something my friends don’t know about because they choose to restrict themselves to a single genre of music, books, television, etc.) bands, Electric Guest. I can’t help the excitement, hence the name of this post (12 lovely Eskimo kisses to whoever already knows the song!).
And now some lovely nail art I did on my left hand before reluctantly admitting that I could not copy the design onto my right. Sad, I know, but at least my lack of ambidextrity has granted me something of a tribal print on my right hand. I can just pretend that all the lines turned out…special…on purpose. 🙂