"Present Mirth Hath Present Laughter..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

Tuesday Scum Club is regretfully distracted. Everybody speaks very loud and very fast and nobody listens to anybody else with the result that nothing much ever gets done. Rather disappointing, really. Catch-22 seems (I am, mind, not reading it) as though it's better than that, and deserves better. Waen, I can tell, is extraordinarily bothered.

Still, they have agreed to make The D Case their next book! For that, I am quite excited and grateful. Waen will have to tell me how it goes. ^_^ It's her Special Thing, so I shan't go again. I just wanted to know what it was like.

One of the girls was talking about the prom. I wanted to wear my blue patchworked dress, but she says it's much too fancy for that. She says girls wear tiaras and buy awfully expensive dresses and everything, so I shan't be able to wear mine. I'll have to find something else. It's just that most of my dresses are just right for work--they're jumpers, or skirts, made out of pretty, strong material--but not so good for very fancy things.

But I'll make do; just watch.

Jane Eyre, at least as far as I am, seems a lot like Heathcliff, only female. Mum promises she'll grow out of it and I'm completely mad for thinking so anyway.

Comments

[bewareofitalics]

Are you liking Jane Eyre? Is being like Heathcliff a good thing? And yeah, she does grow out of it.

Good luck with finding a dress! I never went to a prom, and the only thing I regret is that I didn't get the dress. *g*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I am, no, and she did. ^^;;

Thank you. ^__^ The only thing I'm really interested in is the excuse to dress up, so...

[bewareofitalics]

Woohoo!

Heh... this reminds me of when I was three and in a ballet class, and was very upset because I couldn't hop on one foot. But I refused to quit, because I wanted the pretty recital costume. Meanwhile, I made my parents miserable with complaining. So they bought me a costume and I quit the class. *g*

(And I did eventually learn to hop on one foot. My mom caught me practicing when no one was looking.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Awwwww. Oh, dear. I sort of did that with tap class, actually... Except I wanted the shoes and to be like Fred Astaire.

[bewareofitalics]

A noble goal indeed!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Thank you. It felt noble.