Day... er... Four. I think.

[hathycol]

(Note to self- really, really, really need some new titles)

So, had school photos today. Oh, the pain, the PAIN! Preparations began about an hour beforehand. Upstairs classrooms turned intoa Year 11 only zone, with girls running around brandishing straighteners (The GHD ones, the ones that I use when I get the inclination to straighten my hair seem to be growing in popularity), lip gloss and eyelash curlers. We all loked rather good afterwards- Anna had this AMAZING look, you know the blonde chick from Samllville? She looked like her. Anyway, I had decided to have my hair curly, so I was wandering around with a bottle of water and dampen my hair to put the frizz ease on. Much joy.

Eventually got to doing actual photos. Argh. Will look TERRIBLE. Year photo crap. Solo photo crap, since will was trying to do the Three T's (dancing term- teeth, tonsils and tits) so have ramrod straight back, glasses actually pushed up nose (an achievement, let me tell you), tie done up, nice make-up, half decent hair... and a smile that will make me look like a circus clown on acid.

Joy.

Friendship photo should be ok... if we can brush out Dean's manky peroxide blonde hair. Ick. C'est la vie. Will buy photos cuz it'll be the only one with (most) of the year on it, and I think I'll miss a few of them. In a weird and twisted way. AND I got to miss music and half of biology. Woohoo.

Oooooh, yum. Tea's ready. Minty chicken and baked potatoes and salad. Slighlty healthy and the nicest meal except Cafe Bar pizza.

Namarie! ~Hathy_Col~

Comments

[osiris13.livejournal.com]

I hate school photos. I think they're something made up by some very evil people with a twisted sense of humour, but that's just me. :P