The Results. Sorry Zoe.

First, I’ll apologize for the hasty turn my post from yesterday took. I should give warning. I’ve never been so affected by a class before though and I don’t really have a lot of people I can talk to about it. And it does have to come out... I can’t keep it in.

But, that’s all the heavy stuff for today. I’m afraid Zoe will be very disappointed to hear how the events of the last twenty four hours transpired. We cancelled our work session today. Therefore, there was no ass-smacking, suggestive eyebrow raising, flirtatious smirking or back of the library tawdriness. In case you couldn’t tell, I’m quite fond of the word “tawdriness”. So, sorry Zoe, my interactions with this girl remain, as they always have, innocent. As in platonic.

In spite of Zoe’s optimism, I’m not expecting anything to change. I’ve had too many straight girl crushes to even think of hoping for that. And let me tell you, for those who don’t know, straight girl crushes are a freaking nightmare. It’s like crushing on anyone else, except that not only does your crush not feel the same way toward you, but they won’t even think twice about you because of your gender. It’s very annoying. Sexist even. There, that’s my argument, you should think twice. In fact, you must think twice to call yourself an equal opportunity supporter. I’m just kidding. I know I can’t like boys... so I don’t blame the girls I had the misfortune to fall in like with. I’m actually still good friends with one of them. The other all have long stories attached that I don’t really want to get into

So that’s the status of today. Other than that, I did some laundry, returned some library books and all kinds of other boring trivial things. Oh! I cleaned my room again! But as of right now I’m watching The Pianist for the second time, this time diligently taking notes. I have to write a Survival essay, explaining how the main character in the movie and Primo Levi from Survival in Auschwitz managed to survive the war and the Holocaust. This time I’m watching it with my family instead of with my class. The experience is quite different. In class everything is totally silent, here my parents are commenting and I’m filling in the historical gaps. I do have to say, it’s a bit harder to watch the second time around, but still a fantastic movie.

That’s all for today I’m afraid. Rather boring day. But I’m off to dry my clothes... Tomorrow I’ll show you what an endeavour that actually is.

Lauren.