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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Minister Maladies' / Monday, 20th February 2006 / 6:45 PM
Location: random hall near the Great Hall
Open To: Adriana (though Lolita may jump in XD)
Currently Involving: Tatiana
"I'm sorry, Miss Winters, you're going to have to focus. Your marks are well below average, and I'm quite concerned for your future," the professor had said. Well, pardon me, Tati was tempted to say, I know you suck, but there's no need to take it out on me. Really, she was convinced the woman was jealous, in a roundabout way. She was in her fifties, brown-haired, and frumpy. In that position, who wouldn't wish they were a tiny blonde fashionista who didn't need brains to have a future? Pssh. Professor Whatsherface was merely compensating for her own lack of glamour in her life by browbeating a student.
Brains? HAHAHAHA. Didn't matter at all to Tatiana. With money, cute shoes, and girlish charm, you didn't need an education to live in luxury. All she had to manage was a marriage to a gentleman of good breeding, and the rest was just easy sailing. Honestly, Tati didn't know why she couldn't just ditch school.
Oh. Yeah: she wanted to be seen as something more than an airhead. She wanted some respect for herself. Bah. How in Merlin's name was she going to go about that?
In a pissy mood, Tatiana gathered her books and fought the urge to stamp her feet as she headed to dinner. Half the school called her a stupid, spoiled brat, so foot stomping wouldn't exactly remedy that situation, would it?
Location: random hall near the Great Hall
Open To: Adriana (though Lolita may jump in XD)
Currently Involving: Tatiana
"I'm sorry, Miss Winters, you're going to have to focus. Your marks are well below average, and I'm quite concerned for your future," the professor had said. Well, pardon me, Tati was tempted to say, I know you suck, but there's no need to take it out on me. Really, she was convinced the woman was jealous, in a roundabout way. She was in her fifties, brown-haired, and frumpy. In that position, who wouldn't wish they were a tiny blonde fashionista who didn't need brains to have a future? Pssh. Professor Whatsherface was merely compensating for her own lack of glamour in her life by browbeating a student.
Brains? HAHAHAHA. Didn't matter at all to Tatiana. With money, cute shoes, and girlish charm, you didn't need an education to live in luxury. All she had to manage was a marriage to a gentleman of good breeding, and the rest was just easy sailing. Honestly, Tati didn't know why she couldn't just ditch school.
Oh. Yeah: she wanted to be seen as something more than an airhead. She wanted some respect for herself. Bah. How in Merlin's name was she going to go about that?
In a pissy mood, Tatiana gathered her books and fought the urge to stamp her feet as she headed to dinner. Half the school called her a stupid, spoiled brat, so foot stomping wouldn't exactly remedy that situation, would it?