LIFE STORY: “Why couldn’t Satan have made me less beautiful?”
Fair warning — the title is misleading. This is going to be a “dear diary today I ate toast” post.
My mother (a French teacher for 20+ years) is on vacation, so I’m covering for 4 weeks of her Sunday tutoring sessions. The class consists of three kids. I’m fucking scared. I have “sacrificed” my French for English — and my English still wasn’t good enough for university… /headdesk — and I don’t even know if I can still speak it properly. I think I lost that ability when I was twelve. I speak a hideous, mangled hybrid version of French, because I’ve trained myself to think in English (so I translate things directly from English to French). Hah, the kids’ parents are going to tear me apart when they realize how unqualified I am to teach French. :B
So… I painted my nails blue. If I’m going to be a loser, might as well look like one! (inb4 “as if you need to try”)
Anyways, I’m still trying to think about where this blog is headed… I’m considering moving stuff to another blog (maybe one for the shallow ‘of the day’ posts, and another for reviews?), but I don’t know. Once I finish setting up over here, it’s going to have wayyy too much going on.
Meep. I hope the tutoring goes well. $40 bucks for 1½ hours is pretty good. As a university student who needs a car, I know how I’m going to spend this — on makeup and books! /shot’d
Posted on 17/07/2011, in i know you don't care but, LIFE STORY and tagged Enoby, i jumped secxily in front of da bullet, Im good at too many things! WHY CAN' T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT'S A FUCKING CURSE!, life story, MLIA, My Immortal, Why couldn't Satan have made me less beautiful?, why did I paint my nails blue? ...for the lulz!. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.