Sparky: Update numero uno
In which many things happen.
I'm at camp, by the way, for those of you who don't know.
And they want me to fill in things and stuff. Being the awesome people-pleaser I am, I will do it with utmost haste *is awesome*
What I thought of today:
It was a dark morning, drizzly and full of gloom. I reckon it's because the very sky above my darling country was in miserable mourning for one of her own who didn't manage a gold yesterday. I feel sorry for Chong chan, truly I do, and I'm not angry at him or anything. Just really, really sad. So the day started out on a sombre note; I got wet lugging my stuff out of the car and into the hotel, the pitiful excuse for an awning not providing much shelter. Then there was the meet and greet, which is undoubtably the very BANE of my existence. I do not enjoy making sudden contact with absolute strangers and being expected to make friends. I explode under that kind of pressure. I managed today admirably enough, lucky as I was that wagamama followed ^^; We went to dad's workplace (though I hope to kami-sama no one thinks to mention to anyone else WHO exactly dad is). Everyone was terribly impressed, but I'd been there most thrice before, so the allure was greatly diminished. We walked around bit, did some fooling around involving song-naming and what I suspect to be management skillz. Then we came to the photgraphy session thing, that was both interesting and a bit dull. The mentor is an adorable, rounded man-boy (who has named me the one who zones out a lot. I don't. I'm just too deaf to hear what you're asking!) who's not very good at imparting wisdom. He kept asking us to ask questions, and I can't ask about something I don't know >_> So that was a random bit of interesting time-wastage... Here's hoping things get steadily better
>>> u_u
dinner was awesome, celebrating the participant's birthday was sweetness incarnate, and the serving staff were exemplary. Adorable man-boy was somehow diverted into giving us relationship advice, and we listened with rapt attention. Who would have thought I'd be drafted into photography? Apparently not a lot of people, and I'll report more on that enigmatic remark later.
Now I'm swiftly tapping away, seriously considering the dangers of lending Yuuri to someone else to use, seeing as how there are so very many "interesting" things in it.
...
Will sleep in a bit, and I'm wiped out. I was bored for large chunks of the day, but don't worry. It's more due to my anti-social, slightly neurotic nature, not so much failures in management.
Though the lack of punctuality kills me. It kills me dead.
What I expect for the rest of the week:
That things will get better, or more correctly, I'll get better. I'm dead worried about the final performance on friday, but will think intensely about wolf-parts until things turn my way. I'm very interested in the ones that involve writing, because that is the thing I like best :) The thought of dance class freaks the living daylights out of me; a dozen odd years of being incapable of sitting without falling, and any activity dependent on balance SCARES ME SILLY. I am hoping I'll gradually fade out of this intense wimpiness. Could you imagine, if it's discovered I have the fleet of feet of Hermes himself?
No, nor can I.
More fun time. I may be incapable of talking to strangers, but I do like listening. Don't try to understand my mentality; I don't get it myself.
Facial expression for the day?
Part bemusement, part confusion. My opinions have not yet solidified.
And for those seeing me for the first time.... It's VERY near midnight, and I'm exhausted. EXCUSE ME if I don't look like a million bucks! But my hair is awesome, no? X3
May Wolfram be with you!
I'm at camp, by the way, for those of you who don't know.
And they want me to fill in things and stuff. Being the awesome people-pleaser I am, I will do it with utmost haste *is awesome*
What I thought of today:
It was a dark morning, drizzly and full of gloom. I reckon it's because the very sky above my darling country was in miserable mourning for one of her own who didn't manage a gold yesterday. I feel sorry for Chong chan, truly I do, and I'm not angry at him or anything. Just really, really sad. So the day started out on a sombre note; I got wet lugging my stuff out of the car and into the hotel, the pitiful excuse for an awning not providing much shelter. Then there was the meet and greet, which is undoubtably the very BANE of my existence. I do not enjoy making sudden contact with absolute strangers and being expected to make friends. I explode under that kind of pressure. I managed today admirably enough, lucky as I was that wagamama followed ^^; We went to dad's workplace (though I hope to kami-sama no one thinks to mention to anyone else WHO exactly dad is). Everyone was terribly impressed, but I'd been there most thrice before, so the allure was greatly diminished. We walked around bit, did some fooling around involving song-naming and what I suspect to be management skillz. Then we came to the photgraphy session thing, that was both interesting and a bit dull. The mentor is an adorable, rounded man-boy (who has named me the one who zones out a lot. I don't. I'm just too deaf to hear what you're asking!) who's not very good at imparting wisdom. He kept asking us to ask questions, and I can't ask about something I don't know >_> So that was a random bit of interesting time-wastage... Here's hoping things get steadily better
>>> u_u
dinner was awesome, celebrating the participant's birthday was sweetness incarnate, and the serving staff were exemplary. Adorable man-boy was somehow diverted into giving us relationship advice, and we listened with rapt attention. Who would have thought I'd be drafted into photography? Apparently not a lot of people, and I'll report more on that enigmatic remark later.
Now I'm swiftly tapping away, seriously considering the dangers of lending Yuuri to someone else to use, seeing as how there are so very many "interesting" things in it.
...
Will sleep in a bit, and I'm wiped out. I was bored for large chunks of the day, but don't worry. It's more due to my anti-social, slightly neurotic nature, not so much failures in management.
Though the lack of punctuality kills me. It kills me dead.
What I expect for the rest of the week:
That things will get better, or more correctly, I'll get better. I'm dead worried about the final performance on friday, but will think intensely about wolf-parts until things turn my way. I'm very interested in the ones that involve writing, because that is the thing I like best :) The thought of dance class freaks the living daylights out of me; a dozen odd years of being incapable of sitting without falling, and any activity dependent on balance SCARES ME SILLY. I am hoping I'll gradually fade out of this intense wimpiness. Could you imagine, if it's discovered I have the fleet of feet of Hermes himself?
No, nor can I.
More fun time. I may be incapable of talking to strangers, but I do like listening. Don't try to understand my mentality; I don't get it myself.
Facial expression for the day?
Part bemusement, part confusion. My opinions have not yet solidified.
And for those seeing me for the first time.... It's VERY near midnight, and I'm exhausted. EXCUSE ME if I don't look like a million bucks! But my hair is awesome, no? X3
May Wolfram be with you!