My mother always wanted a girl
I said the following three things all on Mothers day:
1 - "I need a linen cupboard"
2 - "I had a great time shopping with you, mum"
3 - "I need to get some pom-poms for my cheerleading outfit"
I am still a boy, right?
Context.
Ok, so. Towels and sheets and those kind of things take up a lot of room in the cupboard. I don't have room for any more clothes. I need to get another Ikea frame (I'll grab it this weekend - I am on a budget, remember? ^_^) and then I should be able to finally hide everything out of sight. I would also like to get a block of pine to put across the top of one of the frames, kind of like a roof, so that I can stash all my warhammer junk there, and a block of wood on the other frame to put my shoes on. Then all I need to do is continue to throw rubbish out faster than it enters my room and my base should at least appear clean.
Sheets and stuff - up until now I only had one sheet and one quilt cover. THis meant that changing my sheet was a big deal, as I had to put it up in the morning, hope it didn't rain, then change it in the evening. Cleaning my cupboard out and suddenly I've discovered, actually I have three sheets and two quilt covers and oodles of pillow slips. I've also reclaimed a lot of old favourite clothes that I forgot about, like my Golden Key t-shirt, my Games Workshop bomber jacket, and those comfy black track pants that everybody hates because they have holes in the groin area. Indoor pants only, I'm afraid.
Oh, I went to Golden Key induction ceremony the other day. Well...I am not sure what Debbie was complaining about. They had a very slick operation going on. I was very nervous because as I walked in, the very first people I encountered were the two people who I was most afraid to meet, the president who replaced me and her partner. I didn't know what to do. My heart was beating so fast I just casually said "Howdy" and walked past in to meet the new president and see what I could do to help.
I don't know what I was expecting. I had been told that these people had been saying nasty things about me behind my back. I didn't expect to be pointed out during the induction ceremony and personally thanked by Lucy for being president previously. I didn't expect them to be so welcome and friendly, and thankful for me being there to help - even though they really didn't need my help. It made me feel silly and just a little bit ashamed that I hadn't gone back earlier.
When we talked about it, I said that, I wasn't sure if I would be welcomed back. Those two had kept my grandmothers tapestry instead of auctioning it off. They'd always hoped I'd rejoin them.
So, I think that's what I'll do.
Mothers day - the day started with waffles covered in maple syrup and cream. It's hard to top that kind of day off. Actually, the whole day was really fun. I went shopping with Shane and my mum to buy a photo frame, and on the way we managed to fit in a sword fight, punching statues of women in the stomach, wearing power ranger masks, warning young children to "Don't be like us" before irresponsible behaviour in the shop, looking with our fingers, blaming each other, discoveries for science, helping our mother choose pantyhose, discussing the benefits of wearing flourescent pink underwear, and repeatedly beating my brother over the head with a roll of cellophane. THAT makes for an awesome day. To top it off we went to Fresh Choices and I ate my body weight in roast beef ^_^
Cheerleading - well, Sunday afternoon was dodgeball. There was a New Challenger! Actually, all this time I have been filling in for Lance, who had a back injury and couldn't play. Suddenly he was healthy and wanted to play. Awkward, since the team was full. So I made Cat's life easier and said I would hop out and cheerlead. Afterwards, she had a private conversation with me and explained that for a variety of reasons, they still want me to play, but I will be sharing time with Lance. So I am playing this week and next week, then alternating from then on.
During the game, I ran up and down the sidelines grooving my thing and occasionally calling out helpful tips ("Boom! Headshot!", "Cat - 50% German! 50% Japanese! 100% Awesome!") when some of the players commented that I danced like a girl. Uh...
So.
Actually, this is true.
This is because a few years back, when Rachel was on her 'Fix up Chris' routine so that I would be an acceptable boyfriend that she could be seen in public with, I enrolled in a hip hop dancing class. I didn't know anything about music, I didn't know anything about dancing, shh.
Anyway, I enrolled in two different classes; one was an on-stage performance thing (that had a set routine that we were learning) and the other was more freestyle; the on-stage one turned out to be a group of around a hundred people with one instructor. I dropped out of it because I wasn't learning anything, but the other one I stayed in for a few months until the instructor moved interstate.
I had said to her that I was concerned that the moves I was learning were kind of, well...I don't have breasts or sexy girly hips so some of the moves that I learned kind of didn't, ah, look right. She said it was fine, having some kind of rhythm was important, and besides, you never know when it can come in handy to know how to pole dance. So. Yes, I dance like a girl.
Get me some leotards and pom poms and I'll be the best damn cheerleader Epic's ever gonna have.
1 - "I need a linen cupboard"
2 - "I had a great time shopping with you, mum"
3 - "I need to get some pom-poms for my cheerleading outfit"
I am still a boy, right?
Context.
Ok, so. Towels and sheets and those kind of things take up a lot of room in the cupboard. I don't have room for any more clothes. I need to get another Ikea frame (I'll grab it this weekend - I am on a budget, remember? ^_^) and then I should be able to finally hide everything out of sight. I would also like to get a block of pine to put across the top of one of the frames, kind of like a roof, so that I can stash all my warhammer junk there, and a block of wood on the other frame to put my shoes on. Then all I need to do is continue to throw rubbish out faster than it enters my room and my base should at least appear clean.
Sheets and stuff - up until now I only had one sheet and one quilt cover. THis meant that changing my sheet was a big deal, as I had to put it up in the morning, hope it didn't rain, then change it in the evening. Cleaning my cupboard out and suddenly I've discovered, actually I have three sheets and two quilt covers and oodles of pillow slips. I've also reclaimed a lot of old favourite clothes that I forgot about, like my Golden Key t-shirt, my Games Workshop bomber jacket, and those comfy black track pants that everybody hates because they have holes in the groin area. Indoor pants only, I'm afraid.
Oh, I went to Golden Key induction ceremony the other day. Well...I am not sure what Debbie was complaining about. They had a very slick operation going on. I was very nervous because as I walked in, the very first people I encountered were the two people who I was most afraid to meet, the president who replaced me and her partner. I didn't know what to do. My heart was beating so fast I just casually said "Howdy" and walked past in to meet the new president and see what I could do to help.
I don't know what I was expecting. I had been told that these people had been saying nasty things about me behind my back. I didn't expect to be pointed out during the induction ceremony and personally thanked by Lucy for being president previously. I didn't expect them to be so welcome and friendly, and thankful for me being there to help - even though they really didn't need my help. It made me feel silly and just a little bit ashamed that I hadn't gone back earlier.
When we talked about it, I said that, I wasn't sure if I would be welcomed back. Those two had kept my grandmothers tapestry instead of auctioning it off. They'd always hoped I'd rejoin them.
So, I think that's what I'll do.
Mothers day - the day started with waffles covered in maple syrup and cream. It's hard to top that kind of day off. Actually, the whole day was really fun. I went shopping with Shane and my mum to buy a photo frame, and on the way we managed to fit in a sword fight, punching statues of women in the stomach, wearing power ranger masks, warning young children to "Don't be like us" before irresponsible behaviour in the shop, looking with our fingers, blaming each other, discoveries for science, helping our mother choose pantyhose, discussing the benefits of wearing flourescent pink underwear, and repeatedly beating my brother over the head with a roll of cellophane. THAT makes for an awesome day. To top it off we went to Fresh Choices and I ate my body weight in roast beef ^_^
Cheerleading - well, Sunday afternoon was dodgeball. There was a New Challenger! Actually, all this time I have been filling in for Lance, who had a back injury and couldn't play. Suddenly he was healthy and wanted to play. Awkward, since the team was full. So I made Cat's life easier and said I would hop out and cheerlead. Afterwards, she had a private conversation with me and explained that for a variety of reasons, they still want me to play, but I will be sharing time with Lance. So I am playing this week and next week, then alternating from then on.
During the game, I ran up and down the sidelines grooving my thing and occasionally calling out helpful tips ("Boom! Headshot!", "Cat - 50% German! 50% Japanese! 100% Awesome!") when some of the players commented that I danced like a girl. Uh...
So.
Actually, this is true.
This is because a few years back, when Rachel was on her 'Fix up Chris' routine so that I would be an acceptable boyfriend that she could be seen in public with, I enrolled in a hip hop dancing class. I didn't know anything about music, I didn't know anything about dancing, shh.
Anyway, I enrolled in two different classes; one was an on-stage performance thing (that had a set routine that we were learning) and the other was more freestyle; the on-stage one turned out to be a group of around a hundred people with one instructor. I dropped out of it because I wasn't learning anything, but the other one I stayed in for a few months until the instructor moved interstate.
I had said to her that I was concerned that the moves I was learning were kind of, well...I don't have breasts or sexy girly hips so some of the moves that I learned kind of didn't, ah, look right. She said it was fine, having some kind of rhythm was important, and besides, you never know when it can come in handy to know how to pole dance. So. Yes, I dance like a girl.
Get me some leotards and pom poms and I'll be the best damn cheerleader Epic's ever gonna have.
