Sinister: "How Does it Feel To Feel?"
hello sinister kids of the world... This post will be a Sarah-less post. Doing this one on my own... At the moment, I am trying to finish a paper...that I completley forgot about. :( Hopefully I can do somewhat of a good job, but in return I will have bloodshot eyes and be in a bad mood for the next day. I NEED MY SLEEP S L E e P AWAKE! So. This weekend I saw the Acid House for the first time. The movie was pretty good, but not exactly what I had expected. Thought I must admit...Sarah and I got a bit giddy when "Slow Graffiti" was playing... beautiful. The funniest thing about the film was probably that it was subtitled! The English language being subtitled for an english speaking audience, how bizzare! Suppose it was the thick scottish accents that would give american audiences problems, and also the slang terminology. It sure was a joy to see translations of many naughty words put up on the screen. Tee-hee. I would like to say that the movie made me frightened of Scottish people..for a moment..and then I got over it. :) Personally, I would like to see Maribou Stork Nightmares turned into a movie...crazy. Wendsday will be an interesting day. For my major at university I have to go to a school and observe a teacher for a whole day. Originally I had planned on going back to my old high school...but when I thought about it...I was frightened of the place. Instead, I will be going to observe at a Middle School, where the kids range in age between eleven and thirteen. I walked into the school today to scheule an appointment...and for a moment I felt like I was 13 and back in school there again. I went to the Principals office...and for some strange reason...I was nervous...just like the time when I got called to his office for writing a nasty note to my busdriver..but thats another stupid story.. Anyhow! I approached the desk..and a young boy with a squeaky voice was on the telephone trying to convince his mother that he was sick and needed to be picked up from school early. Reminded me of my days at that school.. trying to get my mother on the phone...to rescue me from the facist 12 year olds that always harassed me.. FACISTS! I swear. Anyhow, I am going back to that school with a new life, a new purpose..and yet I am still afraid. As long as the kids dont call me ugly hair girl, lesbian, bitch, and try to kick the shit out of me...I think I will be fine. I will just have to remember...these are not the same kids you went to school with, and refrain from yelling "Who has cool hair now, fuckers!!" or possibly chasing them down the halls trying to shove them in the toilets instead...facist bastards. AND i am not a REDCOAT! AND I DO NOT SACRAFICE CATS AND I DID NOT HAVE SEX WITH THE LESBIAN GYM TEACHER. Oh, im sorry. Flashbacks. Now, I am a professional...and things will be different. I've grown. :) AND Finally. To Mark of Tigermilking fame. You are a brave man for having an event while Sarah and I are town...you have no idea.... anyhow, if you can give me a time and a location...you will be garunteed a visit... hey we might even throw in some arse dancing.. Also looking forward to meeting some of the sinister kids, we will be in touch soon... here is hoping that I don't get gum thrown in my hair.. look whose the cool one now.... leyla ===== http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Pavilion/4941/ ******************************************************** __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Talk to your friends online with Yahoo! Messenger. http://im.yahoo.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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Leyla McNickle