Yes, I, who have been pouring so much money into Metrocon, want to spend even more.
I did not go to Busch Gardens with my friends like I had planned to, HOWEVER, there is the possibility of me buying a formal dress for Metrocon that I may never have the opportunity to wear again.
I am contemplating on buying a Chinese dress, which is properly termed as a "cheongsam." This proves that I TOTALLY know what I'm purchasing and that I'm not a silly American twit who purchases things because it's "Asian" or "foreign." I never realized how giant I would be considered in China and how CRAZY they measure clothes there, considering I'd have to purchase it from there. Maybe they measure clothes in the correct fashion, but wow.
This dress would be for the formal/masquerade in which I think I'd look pretty bamf, but as Kim, Tristan, & I have discussed tonight, if I wore high heels, I'd most likely look like a transvestite. It's nice being tall, but appearing to be a 7' foot tall women will only get me so far, plus I'm not adept at the art of walking in high heels.
Graduation was fun. I saw many a familiar face and I also probably made quite the impression for those strangers or bystanders who did not know me in the least. I made an absolute fool of myself by waving at people and having them not notice, or in James's case, noticed but did nothing until I put my hand down, in which case he smiled and waved slightly. I screamed out my friends' names when they walked out to the courtyard to get their actual diplomas, causing the crowd to turn around and gaze upon my glorious visage.
What can I say, I enjoy expressing myself in social situations a little bit moreso than other people, even at the expense of myself and my self-esteem. Thankfully though, the hugs and camaraderie of the graduating class of 2011 made it completely worth it. I know that they are moving onto bigger and better things and that Verot is just the stepping stone for them. I'm glad I've known them for as long as I have and it pains me to watch them go, as will next year's class, but it's a part of life we all must bear through.
We gotta get through the worst of times in order to have the best of times ♥
And even though that's the case for the majority, I know for myself personally that Verot was some of the best moments of my life, however pitiful that may sound. I look back fondly and reminisce everyday, constantly wondering how I could have made it a better experience and looking jealously at the Theatre kids as they get to perform with Ms. Day as their overseer. I can't help it! Maybe that's my immature side that hasn't quite moved on yet speaking, but I hope I never lose sight of that, because then I'll lose sight of my building blocks, whether nicely planned or Tetris-fucked :D
I did not go to Busch Gardens with my friends like I had planned to, HOWEVER, there is the possibility of me buying a formal dress for Metrocon that I may never have the opportunity to wear again.
I am contemplating on buying a Chinese dress, which is properly termed as a "cheongsam." This proves that I TOTALLY know what I'm purchasing and that I'm not a silly American twit who purchases things because it's "Asian" or "foreign." I never realized how giant I would be considered in China and how CRAZY they measure clothes there, considering I'd have to purchase it from there. Maybe they measure clothes in the correct fashion, but wow.
This dress would be for the formal/masquerade in which I think I'd look pretty bamf, but as Kim, Tristan, & I have discussed tonight, if I wore high heels, I'd most likely look like a transvestite. It's nice being tall, but appearing to be a 7' foot tall women will only get me so far, plus I'm not adept at the art of walking in high heels.
Graduation was fun. I saw many a familiar face and I also probably made quite the impression for those strangers or bystanders who did not know me in the least. I made an absolute fool of myself by waving at people and having them not notice, or in James's case, noticed but did nothing until I put my hand down, in which case he smiled and waved slightly. I screamed out my friends' names when they walked out to the courtyard to get their actual diplomas, causing the crowd to turn around and gaze upon my glorious visage.
What can I say, I enjoy expressing myself in social situations a little bit moreso than other people, even at the expense of myself and my self-esteem. Thankfully though, the hugs and camaraderie of the graduating class of 2011 made it completely worth it. I know that they are moving onto bigger and better things and that Verot is just the stepping stone for them. I'm glad I've known them for as long as I have and it pains me to watch them go, as will next year's class, but it's a part of life we all must bear through.
We gotta get through the worst of times in order to have the best of times ♥
And even though that's the case for the majority, I know for myself personally that Verot was some of the best moments of my life, however pitiful that may sound. I look back fondly and reminisce everyday, constantly wondering how I could have made it a better experience and looking jealously at the Theatre kids as they get to perform with Ms. Day as their overseer. I can't help it! Maybe that's my immature side that hasn't quite moved on yet speaking, but I hope I never lose sight of that, because then I'll lose sight of my building blocks, whether nicely planned or Tetris-fucked :D
I'm now referring to all messed up buildings as "Tetris-fucked."
ReplyDeleteI hope you'll cite me :D
ReplyDeleteIt would have awesome to go with graduation with you and chill!
ReplyDeleteit would have been fun!! I never got to say hi to you :C I'm not sure if you saw me being a socially awkward penguin, but I was waving at you for a good 3 minutes!!
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