On Tuesday, I stayed home from school. Why? I was getting braces. It's a bit late in the game; most of my friends have had their braces for a few years now, and are getting theirs off soon. Luckily, I'm only supposed to have mine for 9-18 months, so I should have them off before I graduate1.
Let me tell you something: braces hurt. They will probably also cause me to lose at least a little weight, due to the restrictions of what I can eat, especially right now. I cannot chew anything. Not chips2, not chicken wings3, not even relatively soft things like cooked carrots or cantaloupe. If it requires chewing, I can't eat it. So, for the past few days, I have been living exclusively on Jello, pudding, and soup.
I got my braces on 12:30 PM on Tuesday, and I had to go to my school at 6:30 to be a tour guide for the grade 8 open house. It was okay at first, but the pain started kicking in and it was a bit hard to concentrate. Luckily, my tour guiding partner is one of my friends, and the whole night was amazingly fun… too bad my teeth took away from it a bit!
Last night, it got so bad on my top teeth that I ended up lightly punching my lower jaw to make the pain even. (Um… yeah. It worked, okay?) I considered going to my orthodontist and begging her to take the stupid braces off, but then I remembered that I am not a quitter. Besides, I want to have nice teeth!
I feel so high tech now. Between my contacts and my new braces, I'm finally part of ~the modern age~. Unfortunately, those two things do slow me down in the morning… it takes a few minutes to put my contacts in, and brushing with braces is slow and a little painful!
In my Civics class, we recently watched a documentary called Sticks and Stones, which is mainly about how polarised left- and right-wing politics in the US are becoming. A lot of the students in my class found the documentary – and politics, in general – boring, but I really enjoyed watching it.
The documentary featured people like Ann Coulter ("We should invade their countries, kill their leaders and convert them to Christianity") and Bill "SHUT UP!" O'Reilly. I found the things Ann Coulter said to to the interviewer (CBC's Bob McKeown) pretty shocking, but I was completely unprepared for the things concerning Bill O'Reilly.
One man who had lost his father in 9/11 but who didn't support the war was on The O'Reilly Factor1. O'Reilly told him that the Afghans killed his father, which was bad enough – but when he told the man that his father wouldn't have agreed with him, that was just too much. I may or may not have shouted out, "Do you know his father? No? Then shut up, [expletive]."2 Then, they showed him having an argument with Toronto's Heather Mallick, telling her that they (the US) had destroyed France's economy (citing a financial journal that is, in fact, non-existent) and that he would do the same thing to Canada's economy… and that it would be her fault. He asked her if she was prepared to take the responsibility for the total collapse of our economy. (Funny, actually, considering the fact that they're still in a recession and we're doing just fine.)
I don't know precisely how to describe it, but seeing the exchange between Bill O'Reilly and Heather Mallick somehow fired me up. I've been considering journalism as a possible career for awhile now, and watching this documentary almost cemented this idea. And I know I don't want to be the kind of journalist who sits in a news room and talks about an art fair at a high school, or even the kind of journalist who sits in a news room and talks about war and violence. I want to be the kind of journalist who challenges people like Bill O'Reilly and Ann Coulter. I want to go out there and have my voice heard. I want to change the way the media works. I want to make it truly fair and balanced, so that people like Bill O'Reilly can't just yell at people to shut up when they say something he doesn't like and still claim to be the "no spin zone". I want to make a difference in the world.
Although I know there's a possibility that I will change my mind, but I don't think I've ever been so sure of what I want to do with my life (and I've changed my mind a lot of times). I guess this could be called a crucial point in my life.
Do you know what you want to do with your life? If you do, when and how did you know for sure?
I have not been having a great week. I won't go into details about much, but I will mention that I am having huge problems with a certain teacher. I have mentioned him before; I had him last year for two courses, and was a little on the dismayed side to find that I had him again for World Religions this year. Last year, he made a point of pushing his beliefs on us by saying things like (and I quote), "I'm not going to tell you to not eat meat – no, wait, I am. DON'T EAT MEAT," showing us videos about a slaughter house, and generally ignoring the curriculum in favour of these things; this year, he has insulted people who don't care about religion either way by saying that they are "ignorant, boring, and uninformed" and that he "hopes to change their opinions by the end of the year", as well as creationists, saying that they "don't display a sophisticated level of thinking". This makes me extremely uncomfortable to be in his class. If any class should be a safe space, it should be World Religions. It isn't a class about his personal opinion; it is a class where we're supposed to be learning about, you know, the religions of the world.
Yesterday, we had presentations. One group was missing a member due to H1N1; he said that they would have to present anyway. That's fair enough… what isn't fair is the fact that he told them that he expected them to present their partners' information. Apparently, we should all memorise every group member's part on the off chance that they're away. That definitely is not how a group project works; the point of doing it in a group is to split up the work.
That was the last straw for a friend and me. We decided to see the guidance counsellor about switching or dropping the class. Unfortunately, it's too late in the year to do anything about it. We can't even enroll for an online course instead. The guidance counsellor did allow us to voice our concerns, and she advised us to talk to the principal about him.
Today, I was helping out a grade 9 class. (They were learning to make websites, and I'm the head of the web team at my school.) My World Religions teacher came into the room and asked if he could see me after school. I immediately got freaked out, although I told him yes. The teacher whose class I was in1 asked me what he was talking to me about. I told him most of what I told the guidance counsellor, and he said that he understood and that if I had any problems I should definitely talk to him. I think it's interesting that none of the other teachers seem to be very fond of my World Religions teacher, and are not quick to defend him.
Anyway, I was already having a really bad day, so my best friend ended up finding the World Religions teacher and telling him that I was sick and needed to go home right away. He probably didn't buy it, but I don't think it's appropriate to corner a student and ask to speak to them about something that you had discussed in confidence with someone else.
This entry has gone completely off base from where I was originally going, which was to discuss how people hold back emotions. Because of the way this week has been so far, I've had a lot of strong emotions. My natural reaction to strong emotions? Crying. It's embarrassing, and I don't like it, but that's just how I apparently have to deal with my emotions. This is especially a problem when I'm mad. When I'm angry with someone and trying to express that, the last thing I need is to cry.
When I was about 10, I read Ender's Game. I remember virtually nothing about the book, but one thing that has stuck with me was the brief description of what Ender does when he feels like he is going to cry: he starts at 1, then doubles it, then doubles that.
Since then, that's always what I've done when I'm feeling upset. It helps me concentrate on something else, and it's also a good way to gauge how upset I'm feeling. I've memorised a lot of the sequence, so if it gets so bad that I actually have to do math in my head to figure out what the next number will be, I know that I am extremely close to tears.
Now I'm curious: do you try to hold back your emotions? If you do, how?
(And, because this post wasn't already all over the place, I'm doing NaNoWriMo! I've made a lot of progress so far, and I can afford to take around 2 days off since I'm so ahead.)
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I've complained about it before, but yesterday I finally did something about it. There were a few reasons, but once Facebook launched the news feed, I was over it. I do not need to know every person my friend adds. I don't need to know that someone in my English class is a fan of ice cream or that they joined the group "1,000,000 PEOPLE AGAINST THE NEW NEWS FEED!!!" (Like that ever works anyway.) I don't need to see every picture my friends are tagged in and I definitely do not need Facebook telling me to reconnect with people who went to my middle school and who I have never even connected with in the first place. Stop micromanaging me, plzkthx.
This has actually been easier than I expected. I deleted my shortcut link and now I'm not really tempted to go on. There are lots of ways to contact me should anyone have the need; my school has its own virtual bulletin board, so my peers can easily contact me through that. I don't need Facebook and I'm looking forward to seeing how long I can go without it.
(Oh, and I also had a job interview. Just so you all know.)
I also have to pick up my new contacts tomorrow after my interview. This morning when I was putting them in, I thought the left one was in. I blinked and I saw it fall to the floor, but I couldn't find it and I was in a rush (I had a meeting with my principal at 8:00 - not for anything bad, though :P) so I had to leave. My dad searched for a long time, but he couldn't find it either so he just ordered a new pair. I feel so stupid. I've had them for a grand total of 4 days and I already need a new pair. Apparently I have not yet mastered the art of putting them in.
Annnd that is that.
2. Two zombies got on my streetcar.
3. My friend Karly saw a Jesus zombie and a Dog the Bounty Hunter zombie yesterday at the Zombie Walk.
4. We have Nuit Blanche, which kind of sucks half the time but it's also fun to leave your house to meet friends at 2am.
5. We have Degrassi Street!!! (lol)
6. A guy on my streetcar started talking about the Barack Obama cabbage patch doll he will be submitting to the International Cabbage Patch Convention. He also mentioned his plans to make Michelle, Sasha, and Malia, as well as his Ryan Seacrest cabbage patch doll.
7. Stephen Harper does not live here.
8. We have a good university. (I think it's #20 in North America? I DON'T KNOW, my dad told me the other day, but as usual I was not really listening since he has a tendency to pause for 10 seconds between every other word.)
9. We have decent public transit, even though I complain about it a lot. It is better than Ottawa's. Plus, Ottawa has Stephen Harper. Therefore, you should not move to Ottawa, although they have delicious food at Byward Market.
10. However, we have Kensington Market, which, if you ignore the various crackheads living in bank machines, is an interesting place.
11. We are hosting World Pride in 2014, which you obviously know already.
12. There are lots of good shopping districts.
13. We have the longest street in the world.
14. We have the CN Tower, although it is no longer the tallest freestanding structure in the world; curse you, Dubai.
15. You can get married here!! :D :D (Or anywhere in Canada, but obviously Toronto is better.)
16. Tis just a hop, skip, and a jump away from Niagara falls, which is coincidentally where Jim and Pam got married.
17. We are very multicultural. I just felt I should add that because everyone does. Also, it means lots of awesome food.
18. We have some pretty awesome museums, like such as (I DID THAT ON PURPOSE~) the ROM.
19. The ROM has a bat cave. I felt that this fact is important enough to give its own point, as I used to go through it 3-5 times every time I visited. I have grown up enough to restrain myself, but the urge is still there.
20. I live here.
I could add more, but 20 is a nice, even number.
Let me tell you a little story. Nearly two and a half years ago, I had to wear my friend's glasses for a skit in French class. I put them on and noticed that I could read the text on the spine of the dictionaries at the back of the room. Amazed, I asked my friends if they could read the text, too. They gave me strange looks and said yes; that was when I first realised that I am terribly nearsighted. I did end up getting glasses, but I found them quite inconvenient for a variety of reasons, and, due to my tendency to be forgetful, I often wouldn't have them when I actually needed them.
I decided that it would probably be easier for me to have contacts; that way, I could leave them in all day without having to worry about misplacing them. So I made an appointment with my optometrist and got them yesterday.
The appointment started off as it normally would: I had my eyes tested and learned that my prescription for my regular lenses has changed since the last time I was tested. My vision has actually become weaker! Now I can only read the top two or three rows of a standard eye chart, whereas before I could read a few rows past that. Once we had established how crappy my vision is, my optometrist put a pair of contacts in my eyes. I don't exactly love having my eyeball touched, and since I've never worn contacts, it was a weird sensation at first. I flinched when she put them in.
After that, I had to take them out and put them in by myself four times. It was awkward the first two times, because I had to hold my eyes open with my fingers and then just stick my finger in. They felt really, really weird before I got used to them! Poking around at my eyes so much caused them to get really red, and I even shed a few tears (not because it hurt, though).
Now I'm just amazed by how much clearer my whole world is. It feels like I can see everything! I'll be walking down the street, looking down at the sidewalk, and then look up and be slightly taken aback at how defined everything is. I can see the crisp outline of cars, every leaf and twig, and people's faces from all the way down the hall. Before, cars would be a blobby mass, trees would be a blur of yellow and brown, and I would have to figure out who people were based on the way they walked. To make everything a million times better, I can't feel my contacts at all. After all the commercials I've seen on TV about how you should buy these awesome contacts because most of them make your eyes dry and itchy, I was so happy when mine didn't feel like anything! In fact, when I put them in this morning, I had to look closely in my mirror to make sure they were in.
I'm pretty sure my friends are already tired of my constant declarations that the world is beautiful when you can actually see!
Alice asked: If you could change one thing about Canada, what would it be?
Honestly, I'd change our leader, Prime Minister Stephen Harper. He's part of the Conservative party, which is an automatic strike against him in my mind. He's cut funding for arts and is not huge on gay rights – in fact, even after same-sex marriage was allowed here (yay!), he tried to get rid of it! Not cool. Other than that, maybe the winter. I'm not really a huge fan of the cold weather, especially since I now have a bit of a walk from the subway stop to my school – not fun in November through March!
Krissy asked: What was your very first e-mail address? (I still remember mine, and I LOL every time I think about it. It was laaaame.)
I'm not sure what the website was (maybe sympatico.ca?), but the username was klemee. Yep. I was seven, and I thought it would be super cool and edgy to spell "Clemmie" in a ~kreativ~ way. That's actually kind of embarrassing!
You've decided to run away and join the circus. What would your act be? Tight-rope walking? Training tigers to jump through flaming hoops? Something awesomer?
Oh, man, this is a hard one. So many of the acts would be fun! I don't have the ability to do most of them, but if that wasn't an issue, I think I'd be a trapeze artist. I've always wanted to fly, and that seems like the next best thing.
An evil witch has put a spell on you and is turning you into an animal. You get to pick which animal you want to be for the rest of your life. What animal would you choose?
My first instinct is to say "a cat". My cats have such a sweet life. They sleep for most of the day, get tonnes of love and affection from my family, and always have more than enough food. What's not to love about that?
Amanda asked: If you were a nineties pop queen, which would you be? Options: Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Jessica Simpson, Mandy Moore, Billie Piper.
I've spent a good chunk of my week thinking about this. (You know you're cool when…) In the end, I think I'd be Mandy Moore. I have a hard time identifying with the others (though I kind of love Britney – shh, don't tell anyone!), I guess because they're less ~wholesome~. I hate to use that word, but it's the only way I can think to put it!
Meg asked: What brands of toothpaste/shampoo/perfume do you use?
I use Colegate toothpaste, but I'm not picky; anything minty is fine by me! My brother uses watermelon flavoured toothpaste, which I find disgusting, and I've had to use my cousin's Disney princess bubblegum toothpaste on occasion – also pretty gross. Plus, minty toothpaste makes my mouth feel fresh and clean. My shampoo is Herbal Essences. I don't use anything from their specialty lines, because I don't have really dry hair or anything like that; I just use Drama Clean. As for perfume, Josh can attest to the fact that I hate perfume/cologne!
Who's your favorite celebrity? Least favorite?
Ahhh, this is hard! There are so many people to choose from! Least favourite is pretty easy – I'd probably say Miley Cyrus. I know that's a pretty cliche answer, but she really bugs me. She's not a horrible person or anything, just really annoying. As for favourite… hmm… I'm not really a superfan of any huge celebrities! I think I'll go with Ellen Page, because she's talented, adorable, and Canadian.
What are some things you would never do?
Another hard question! You suck, Meg. Honestly, I'd be willing to give most things a try. I'd definitely never run for president1, for one thing. (Although I'm Canadian, I could run for president since I meet the requirements of being a natural-born citizen.) The pressures and responsibilities are way too scary. I wouldn't get a tattoo on my neck or face – or anywhere that I couldn't easily cover up, really. In fact, I would be hesitant about getting a tattoo at all in case I changed my mind about it later. Unless something really amazing happens, I will never convert to any religion. I will never pay to watch the Leafs live – they lose 99% of their games2, yet people will pay hundreds of dollars to see them. I would, however, pay to see the Flames. I will never be a Twilight fan. And… I'm finding it really hard to think of more things to add to this list!
Regina asked: Ninjas or Pirates, who would win?
Hmm… pirates have the weapons, but ninjas have the stealth. I'm going to say the ninjas.
Cherlynn asked: if you were given the power to create a utopia, what would you create?
I'd say that the most important things are political and personal freedom. Everyone should have the right to vote, voice their opinions, run for office, or otherwise get involved. Just as importantly, nobody should be discriminated against based on religion, sexual orientation, race, gender identity, or anything else. Also, free health care for everyone! Of course, I'd make sure there were enough cats to go around, as well as unicorns and rainbows and a pot bellied pig named Jeremy. *nod*
Dayna asked: If you have $100,000, how would you use it?
I would definitely donate some to charity – probably to Animal Services (not the SPCA; the one in my city has ridiculous rules for adoption eligibility and actually doesn't treat the animals very well!), but I could see myself donating to a number of charities. I would buy myself an amazing camera and computer, too, as well as go on a shopping spree. I would also use it to pay for my university education in a few years. I also have a few trips I'd love to go on – London to see the 2012 Olympics as well as a road trip across the US with my friends.
Lucy asked: Pepsi or Coke?
This is a funny question, since I haven't had either in over 10 years. I'm not a pop person – carbonated drinks make my stomach hurt and my throat burn. The last time I had Coke was at a party when I was about 5; it made me throw up, and I haven't had it since then. I don't think I've ever had Pepsi! I guess my answer is "neither".
If you knew you could not fail, what would be one thing you would do?
Another hard question – or maybe I'm just indecisive. Honestly, I'd be up for doing pretty much anything if I couldn't fail! I'd love to go bungee jumping; I'll probably end up doing it some day anyway, but knowing that I couldn't fail would motivate me to do it right away.
Lastly, if you were to be given the choice between invisibility, the ability to fly, or telepathic powers, what would you choose?
I'd love to have all of those powers, but I'd definitely pick the ability to fly. It would make getting to school so much simpler!
Kaylee asked: If you could design the uniform for your school, what would all the students wear? (Or would you choose to go with no uniforms?)
Firstly, for anyone who doesn't know, my uniform is very relaxed and is made up of a lot of pieces that can be mixed and matched. Without exception, I wear a white oxford shirt, unbuttoned to reveal a t-shirt underneath it (almost always blue, green, or red), along with a pair of navy blue skinny jeans3.
I don't think I'd get rid of the uniform. Lots of people at my school complain about it, but I actually like it. I don't have to think about what to wear in the morning, and it makes me feel less judged, since we all have to wear the same few pieces. I would make a few changes, though. Firstly, the logo on the shirts! It's hideous and not at all subtle. I'd shrink it and make it prettier and far less obvious. Secondly, the colour of the pants! It's such a pain to try to find navy blue pants that aren't denim. I've only managed to find two pairs of suitable pants, both at H&M. My mom goes in there a few times a week and buys whatever size 4-6 navy blue pants she can find, then brings them home for me to try on. I would allow students to wear either black pants or dark wash denim jeans without anything on the back pockets. I'd also like to change the rule that the shirt underneath your oxford shirt has to be a uniform colour; navy blue, hunter green, and burgundy aren't the prettiest colours in the world! Luckily, only my vice principal and about three or four teachers care about the shirt underneath.
If you could change one thing you've done in the past, what would it be (if anything)?
This is interesting. I would consider changing certain things about my past, but not things that I've done.
Was there ever a time when you addressed your teachers by last name? If you talk to adults outside of school, does it feel different/weird to address them by something other than their first name?
When I first read this question, it seriously made me smile. You and your fixation, Kaylee. I did indeed address my teachers the regular way from kindergarten to grade 8. There are alternative schools from grades 4-84 that operate the same way my high school does, but I attended ~normal~ schools. As for the last question, I don't really have contact with adults who I'm not allowed to call by their first name! They're all close family friends or family; even my friends' parents ask me to call them by their first names.
Manda asked: Cake or ice cream?
Ice cream, no contest. I can't even eat cake without ice cream! Cake is too rich for my liking, and I have to have a small piece or I start to feel sick.
Because I actually feel worse than I did a week ago, I don't feel like putting a lot of effort into a post. So this post is all about you (and also about me, kind of)! (Okay, maybe I'm also doing this because I like talking about myself. Maybe.)
So! Since I'm sick, tired, and too out of it to write up a regular post, I'm going to leave things up to you. Ask me a question! I, of course, reserve the right not to answer certain questions; use your common sense when asking. Your questions can be about me personally, or they can be silly and less specific. I don't care – ask away!
Your questions will hopefully be answered sometime within the next week – if I'm still too sick to formulate interesting answers, it might take awhile. (Hopefully I'll feel better soon, though; you'd think that after a week I'd be better, not worse.)
Also, happy Turkey Day to my fellow Canadians! *enjoys day off*
Guess what? It's suddenly cold out. Know what that means? I'm sick – really sick.
Without exception, I get a cold when the weather changes. It doesn't matter if it's going from cold to hot or hot to cold; if it changes, I get sick. So, since the beginning of October brought hideously cold weather, I'm sick.
It got cold a lot sooner than it usually does here. My school hasn't even turned its heating on yet. All last week, it was 16-18 degrees. They're not turning on the heat until after Thanksgiving. This equals a very cold and very uncomfortable Clemmie. (To put things into perspective, that is 16-18 degrees Celcius and Canadian Thanksgiving – but still!) When possible, I've been wearing two sweatshirts: an oversized grey one that I bought this summer1 and my friend's navy blue uniform sweatshirt. Unfortunately, sometimes he has class in a particularly cold room at the same time that I do, in which case he takes back his hoodie and I'm left without a warm uniform piece. Most of my teachers have been pretty nice about letting students be out of uniform due to the disgustingly cold building… but not all of them. On Monday, after I'd already been sick for a few days, my World Religions teacher made me take off my hoodie. I was visibly shivering, and I told him I was feeling sick, but he still made me. I was freezing and completely uncomfortable for the entire class.
When I got home that day, I was a mess. I felt absolutely terrible. I haven't had a cold this bad in years. In fact, I've been home from school for two days. The last time I missed two days of school due to sickness was probably at least five years ago. Now that it's 3:30pm on my second day home, I don't feel any better.
Today while watching Project Runway2, I realised that my head feels like a snow globe. It's like somebody's given in a big shake, and now there are random bits swirling around. To make everything a million times worse, I have a sore throat and sound a lot like a chain smoker3 and my left side hurts so much that I can't move without pain. It even hurts to sit in some positions!
I guess you can count this as my apology for not posting for awhile. I'm feeling very tired and demotivated; consider this your explanation if I don't post again for a long time!
he sits behind me
Nicole: i know
he sat behind me in grade six
i remember he answered a question and everyone thought he saud condom instead of honda and he got mad and cried
he pounded on the desk
i just spit out my tea
that is the best
we were allll laughing so hard when he left
even mr.g was like wow
me: lol he left the room?
Nicole: whats wrong with him
IT GETS EVEN BETTER
Nicole: to drink
i feel mean for laughing
out of all things to cry over
OMG THEY THOUGHT I SAID CONDOM QQ
Nicole: lol i know
me: does he have deep underlying psychological issues or something?
Nicole: lol i dont know
he doesnt cry anymore when answering questions
( And as a bonus, the part where I told Nicole that Brock won )
About a month ago, I mentioned that Aisling's cousin Brock was on The Next Star, a Canadian singing competition. For those of you who are interested, yesterday was the finale1. Unfortunately, Brock did not win.
I'm not going to lie – I'm disappointed. I did invest quite a bit of time into voting for him; I lost count ages ago, but I'd say I voted around 1200-1500 times2. To make it worse, I genuinely don't think the winner is particularly talented. Yes, she is a better singer than I am3. But, honestly, I find her voice quite average. I would be less upset if somebody else had won, like Darrelyne. I personally feel like she would at least have deserved it, based on her talent. I find it really strange that Darrelyne was constantly in last place during the voting process, when I found her to be one of the most talented people on the show.
Honestly, I hope that Tianda, the winner, is able to make something out of this. It would be a shame if the opportunity was wasted, especially since it could have gone to somebody else. I also hope that the other contestants will be able to use this opportunity to their advantage. I'm sure Brock will make some sort of a career out of this – he certainly has the talent, and he already has a lot of fans! (I bought his single off of iTunes! ) I hope the others will be able to get something out of it too.
So… yes, I'm sad. I did spent a lot of time voting. At first, it was just to make Aisling happy, but by the end of it, I got really into it! I even watched an episode of the show so I could see who I was voting for. I probably wouldn't even care so much, but he's Aisling's cousin! It would have been amazing for him to win. Regardless, I'm sure he'll turn this into something good.
(Oh, and thanks to everyone who voted! It makes me happy that people from as far away as Singapore were voting.)
For those of you who somehow don't know, aisy's cousin was on the show, and he was SO MUCH MORE talented than Tianda. But she ~told her whole town~ to vote for her. Oh, and she stayed in her hotel room to vote while everyone else was, you know, out for dinner and socialising and stuff. And she is not talented and she is annoying and I VOTED FOR BROCK LIKE 1500 TIMES AND HE STILL DIDN'T WIN.
I feel like I should have voted more. :( :( :(
I've mentioned in the past that I don't mind wearing my school uniform. It makes life easy for me (except for the fact that it's IMPOSSIBLE to find non-hideous navy blue pants!), and my uniform is pretty relaxed. It allows to me to express a bit of individuality (I can wear whatever shirt I want underneath my oxford shirt; most teachers don't make me button up) without making it hard to decide what to wear.
However, I've found that it has one major downside.
This summer, I was shocked by how few articles of clothing I had. After a year of wearing the same thing every day (and usually PJs on the weekends!), not much fit me. I just hadn't noticed because I never really wore my regular clothes during the school year.
Now that school's started again and I'm forced to wear my uniform for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, I suddenly want to wear regular clothes whenever I have the chance. That's kind of a problem when you have two pairs of jeans and five t-shirts that you wear during the week anyway. Looks like I need to go shopping soon!
(Oh, and because Korey told me to write about this, my right toes are fancier than my left because the toenail on the big toe is very sharp. No reason, it just is. This is actually a secret weapon that I can use when people are annoying me. It's very effective and equally unexpected!)
I am doing pretty well, though. :D
I allow myself to buy 2 items from the subway concession stand a week, and lunch from the caf once every two weeks. I make $40/2 weeks and spend about $13 of that every 2 weeks. That means I make $27/2 weeks. Pretty good for someone who doesn't even have a job. :P
I listened to One Cell in the Sea by A Fine Frenzy. It was EXCELLENT. It's exactly the kind of music I love. I have no idea why I never listened to this album before! I didn't really have any ~favourites~ pop up yet, but I'll listen to it again later and see if there are any songs that really speak to me.
Then I listened to Anjulie's self-titled CD. It's kind of... I don't really know how to describe it, but totally not my usual thing. I really enjoyed it, though. Her voice is nice and it's really catchy stuff. I don't know if I'll listen to it regularly, but I'll definitely keep it on my iPod and recommend it to people. Songs that stood out to me were Boom, Colombia, and Jamba.
Lastly, I listened to Notes from the Underworld by Persephone's Bees. It was SO good! The first song reminded me soooo much of Tegan and Sara. I knew I was going to love them about thirty seconds into it. :P The first song (Way to Your Heart) was the best, imo, but the rest is really good. One song is in Russian (?), which is really cool.