So...I finally found time to write another SSWS...God, I have so many things to balance. Personal life, the production, exams, stress and many other things don't help at all. But, oh well! I'm not here to talk about my stress! Let's start writing SSWS 6! Whoooooo! Tryna get myself hyped is hard...
When I was asked to accompany Zayn to the conference, because it was his first, things didn't go as planned...
It all started off in maths class...I was peacefully unpacking my bag and dreading having to listen to my teacher's rambling for 75 minutes. Suddenly, the Irish woman looks at me and raises an eyebrow,
'Saph? What are you doing here?!'
I gave her a puzzled look, glanced at my friend then bluntly replied,
'Ummm...Pardon? I'm here for your lesson, right?'
'Aren't you supposed to be at a conference? Zayn said that his form tutor told him there was one on today...Don't you usually do these things?'
'Oh no! My supply form tutor is useless! Sorry Miss, gotta fly!' I called and ran off to the meeting place. I saw Zayn standing outside and practically pinned him to the wall, while yelling at him for not telling me about the meeting. He kinda apologised and pushed me off.
After ages of standing and explaining to teachers that we are not bunking, the rest of the 'team' arrive. We sit down for 5 minutes, until the teacher sends us to fetch the late comers. I show Zayn where we have to go and only manage to retrieve Jamie, since the other dude was off. We returned, only to realise that they already went to the conference room. Nevertheless, we run to the room and take our seats (Zayn stole my seat next to Jamie, so I had to sit on my own, in the middle of the table)...
After the meeting was finished, the teacher started realising us,
'Everyone, apart from Saph, John, Jamie, Ellie (some other names) and Monty, can leave.'
Jamie and I looked at each other and wondered what on Earth we were going to do. Turns out, we were supposed to do another interview. Well...Sort of. It was more of a mock interview for one of our teachers, who will leave soon. She wanted to experience an interview and prepare herself for her job interview next week.
Abandoned by the teacher, we were forced to write our own questions and sort the interview out. I bet you that this was a test for us too! Anyway, we finished gathering the questions and John (being the blood 'Mr. CEO' that he is) started dishing them out. He just went down the table, giving out questions. Jamie got to start off. When two questions were left, John turned to me and the girl next to me and said,
'Now...You lovely ladies over there (cue eyebrows)...What questions do you want? I'll let you choose whatever you want.'
Lovely ladies? That little son of a nutcracker...We are supposed to be rivals! Stop trying to be all two-faced in front of the teachers and treat me with respect! You hate me! The girl next to me actually smiled and blushed, while I glared at John with a 'Wtf' face.
Once we picked the questions, the interview started. It went smooth with the occasional pauses for the teacher to think of an answer. She even asked US some questions...Ugh. Effort.
When the interview finished, I had to walk past John to get my bag, so I got Jamie to stand in between us and protect me from the possible pedo. I grabbed my bag, got escorted by Jamie and ran off. When I returned to maths, the teacher greeted me by slapping a revision sheet onto my face. How nice of her.
At creative writing club, Jafar and I began to question our life choices...
As Jafar and I stood in the corner of the room, we were having a normal conversation. I was basically keeping him company whiole he called down from all the chaos around us. That didn't work out well!
While we were talking, the insanity got even worse. Beth was sitting on her knees, clapping like a retarded seel and laughing like a maniac. She basically looked like she was possessed/ having a seizure. Meanwhile, Mars was crawling on all fours and listening to Satanic music as Carmen chased her. Poor Carmen kept on falling onto every couch possible. Lastly, Stacy was singing in a corner while writing a song.
Laughing slightly, I pointed out to Jafar that this is what I have to put up with everyday. Jafar shook his head and asked me why I am still friends with these people.
'Honestly? Out of pity...' I replied with a shrug.
'I would've left them by now!'
'I'm too nice and naive to do that!'
So yeah...Jafar thinks I'm insane for putting up with my little group of idiots. But whatever! He'll learn to understand them!...Hopefully!
At rehearsals, we finally got to try on our costume...Oh boy!
It started off perfect. My head piece was amazing! The lion head was beautifully painted and not too heavy! It also had a cute golden veil on it, so I looked fabulous! Then...Oh god! Then I saw the pants!
Let's just say that all of the pants looked like parachutes. They were so big that I could probably fit another person inside them! Not to mention that Mrs. C. gave me even bigger pants, because mine were 'too short' and Monty's were 'too long'. Let's just say that the other ones were even worse!
To add to my ruined day, the corset looked horrible on me! It was way too short and too small! I'm too fat! ;-; I had to cover my shame with the veil! I spent the rest of the rehearsals ducking behind the railings and wrapping the veil around me like a bat wraps its wings around itself. I was covering all of my shame! All that people could see was the lioness head peeking from the railing.
Mars and Beth got cowskin hoodies for their costume...Amazing! They were such gansters in those hoodies! Soooooo threatening! The best hyena costume ever! Don't worry, they are going to dye them grey to make them look more 'realistic'. Good luck!
Well, that's it for now! I'll go back to listening to the Hamilton soundtrack on repeat and writing my history project! Peace out!
Listening to: 'Burn' - Hamilton the Musical
Reading: Waiting For Callback