One Pretty Awesome Journal

So...
Yesterday was my English Lit exam and monday was maths. 
Maths was really difficult, and there was some stuff we haven't even covered in class, but considering the low grade boundaries I *hopefully* got a C.
 
English Lit was OK-ish. There was a question on Seamus Heaney, which was great because I know his poetry better than anything else in the anthology, i'm fairly confident I analyzed the poems to a high enough standard, but i'm not sure how well I stuck to actually answering the question. The other option was At Grass and a poem of our choice, but i'm not big on Philip Larkin, so I avoided it.

Of Mice and Men wasn't so great, the question was either on Curley and Curley's Wife, or Slim. I chose the Slim one because I have timing issues and tend to overrun, so I thought analyzing just one character would suit me better than two. However, I found that I didn't really have all that much to say about Slim (He's a bit dull really, isn't he?), and ended up just writing off-topic stuff and deviating from the question.

An Inspector Calls was probably the worst, which is surprising as I know the whole bloody play back to front  (I did it for my Drama GCSE performance). The question was either on Eric or the theme of collective responsibility, and I chose the latter because it seemed more interesting, but I definately didn't argue a strong enough point or refer closely enough to the text to get higher than a C or a B at the most. Dx

Ah Well, at least the dreaded thing's over now, after all that time I spent stressing over it. I have Graphics tomorrow, which should be a laugh if nothing else. I have absoloutely zero hope of getting a C, so I may as well just write funny answers and doodle on my paper. 

Aaanyway... Japan in 1 month and 4 days!!!11!1!1! Aaaargh! Brand shopping! Whoo!

 This is what I wore today:

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I went to see the London Philharmonic perform Schubert's unfinished symphony and, naturally, I had to dress to the nines. I look silly.

I'm beginning to get heartily pissed off with all the fat-hating in the lolita comunity. It's just ridiculous, a good third of this weeks loli_secrets were weight/size related. I love reading that community but it's so damned annoying when people submit the same. fucking. fat. abuse. secrets. week. after. bloody. week. *headdesk*. 

After all, why does it matter if a fat girl wants to dress lolita? Why is it anybody else's business? Why, if all the thin lolis are so damned happy with their own perfect bodies, that they have to hate on other people's to validate themselves? 

And another thing, I hate all the people that say anyone who has to ask about shirring/ sizing is too fat to be wearing it. NO. That's bullshit. Some people have big boobs, some people have a heavier bone structure, some people just aren't built like the size 2 Japanese models. Non Aisian =/= fat. Besides, even the girls that are overweight don't necessarily stretch out the shirring to its limits. That stuff is pretty damn stretchy and since the max for a fully shirred garment is generally agreed to be about 52", a girl with a 42" bust is hardly stretching it out to its max. Shirring is intended to accomodate bigger sizes. No, obviously not to be stretched to its limits, but still to be stretched. If the brands were so determined that only skinny girls wear their clothes, they wouldn't bother making shirred stuff at all. Let alone larger sizes.

I don't really know why it upsets me so much. I'm not really a fatty per se, and i'm no where near overweight, but i'm a looot bigger than the average Japanese girl. I can't help that. It's genetic. End of. I fit some non-shirred brand, but by no means all of it. I don't see why that's such a huge deal. I'm not saying that rolls of flab and double chins are rori, but neither are poking-out ribs and jutting cheekbones. BODY HATE IS POINTLESS.

/endrant

Aaargh! I have my Bhasvic interview on the 27th! Too soooon! I are not prepared! I kept on forgetting to give my reference form to Mr Rofl to fill in and now it's half term and I have my interview on the third day back at school, so he might not have time to fill it out and then Bhasvic will reject me and i'll have to go and do a hair and beauty B-Tec at City College Dx

Do. Not. Want.

Plus I haven't anywhere near finished my personal portfolio and I have nothing to put in it anyways. No certificates, no awards, no qualifications (except for French, everyone has French), NOTHING. My attendance in absolute pissflaps, too (80.9% Lulz :D)... Gargh... I fail at further education. 

Anyway, i'm off to France tomorrow. I have a pretty busy three or four days planned. Going to Baby (doubt whether i'll buy much/anything, though, the prices in there are so jacked up), Versailles, the Louvre and the musee d'orsay. Incidentally, Katy and Rosie are going to Paris at the same time as I am so we might meet up while we're there, except they want to shop for couture which I can't do because i'm chubby and frilly and will be instantly chucked out of any off-the-catwalk stores I venture into. ;.;

We're staying in my dad's girlfriend's brother's apartment which is just outside of Paris. VHJYFnbujyFu, I fucking love Paris! Sorry, I just remebered how much I love Paris :'D
I have to take lots and lots of photos while i'm there and do some charcoal sketches for my Art exam (impressionism FTW), thought maybe I could go to some snazzy patiserries and draw the pretty cakes. Pretty unambitious but hey, i'm probably going to fail anyways. 

On another note OMGOMG £40 for shipping? Are you fucking joking celga? But i'm over it, as long as all my crap actually arrives safely and without customs charges of a million squid.

Anyways this entry is already waaay tl;dr. I'mma stop writing.

I really should post here more, since I stopped keeping an actual diary i've felt an odd yearning to update my journal.

So, anyway. Lots of stuff's been happening. I took my philosophy of religeon exam ages ago but I phailed bigtime because I was really sick and delerious and couldn't concentrate. So much for getting an A. Anyways, I have a doctors note that says I was 'medically unfit to take the exam', so they will hopefully either give me a grade based on my mock (A here I come, plzplzplz), or i'll have to retake it in the summer with all my other exams. On the same day as English, Etchics 3 and History though, so that makes 6 hours of non-stop writing. That's not even legal, which means that an examiner has to watch me overnight to make sure I don't get the answers from my friends. Lawl, some old guy watching me sleep, no thanks.

Moving swiftly on, We have our art finals on 11th-12th march and my dramu mock next week (totally failing dramu, our play is absoloute horseshit). I'm doing impressionism as my art question, it's pretty OK so far. There was a question on Japanese art in the paper, and everyone expected me to do that, being the frilly-obsessed weeaboo that I so obviously am. Meh, I did self image for my mock, and ended up with a bunch of pictures of me being frilly, so i've kind of had enough for the time being. 

Parents evening was goooood. I'm well going to miss my school and my teachers. <3
Can't wait for college though. OMGOMGOMG i'm going to Paris in half term to shop for frilly things and go see Versailles. :)

Lawl, illiterate post was illiterate. x.x
Sorry