seven deadly sins: envy

[silvia_elisa]

Aaaaand here we go for Day 2! It's been a long day, but I managed to do quite a few things... I even talked with one of the Drama tutors about the essay we're supposed to start writing.

Speaking of which, the list of stuff to be written is getting longer and longer while the time to actually write all of that is less and less. But I will not panic. I won't.


Day 2: Envy.
Seven things you lack and covet.

1. My cat. He gets fed multiple times a day because we never figured out a pattern for him and the other cat. He sleeps the rest of the time, or pretends to hunt in the fields next to my house. He's got square metres upon square metres of playground and no one to tell him when to stop. We love him and coddle him, especially me.


2. Musical knowledge. This is straight out of my class today, where we basically were asked to what sort of music/dance/theatre we would set the devised piece we were about to create. And people came up with words like 'abstract contemporary' or 'cabaret jazz'... I have no idea what they were all going on about. It was even worse with the dance: 'ballet', 'street dance' and others that I do not recall anymore. Which leads me to...


3. Courage. There's a reason why I'm not in Gryffindor, and there's a reason why I have to be good at lying: it takes a lot to admit I'm wrong, or that I didn't understand and such and such. And 'a lot' means I just don't do it, I've never had the guts to actually raise my hand and say that I don't know what somebody is talking about. My sister, of course, sees right through this, but people usually don't. :(


4. Skills. Manual everyday stuff, I'm not asking for much. My mum is brilliant at adjusting clothes so they fit me (jeans mostly) and even my brother can take something apart and put it back together... I am terrible at this sort of things. I can't sew to save my life, I can't seem to figure out how screws and screwdrivers work and I am literally useless at playing any sort of instrument.


5. Fashion sense. Ever the awkwardly dressed kid in school, until I developed a style of my own, but still nowhere near the level of casual classiness that some people have. I envy that, because when I'm getting dressed the questions of whether it is a) appropriate for my age, b) appropriate to the times I live in, never crosses my mind. It takes a comment from my mum or my sister to get me to change and even then, I'm not always up for it.


6. Short-term memory. In a way, I'm a bit like a computer. If you save stuff and store into my hard drive, I'll keep it forever, but if you write something on a random document and forget to save... well, it's gone by the next reboot. Invariably, I forget that I need to call people, reply to texts, go to that and that office etc.


7. English people. OF COURSE I ENVY YOU! You people who were born into the language, and didn't have to learn it. There, I said it.

Ah, this made me feel better about yesterday. :)

Day 1 - Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2 - Envy. Seven things you lack and covet.
Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 - Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 - Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 6 - Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7 - Lust. Seven love secrets.