rah rah oh la RAWR

As my infrequent outfit posting may allude to, OH HEY THERE I GO TO A SCHOOL WITH A UNIFORM. Phooey. It's actually not that bad; I save time in the morning and cherish normal clothing more ("normal," as in my regular clothing which is, you know, not all that "normal." Whatever "normal" is. I hate that concept. "Normal" doesn't exist.)

In conclusion, I wore this outfit yesterday at our beautiful Dress Down Day. Prior to leaving the house, I had the following conversation with the sibling:
Me: Is this outfit too weird for school?
Sibling: Yes.
Me: Oh, well, what should I mellow down? Like, what's so weird about?
Sibling: Well... people will probably be freaked out by your prints that don't match at all. And also your tights that are two different colours. And your sweater's really bright. And your bow tie is really large. Also, you're wearing two different belts.
Basically, she wants me to wear my green shoes and go in the nude. Granted, I went with my instincts and, you know, didn't.

More than anything, dress down days have become extremely amusing. I want my own TV Show. It'd be like $#*!mydadsays. Except for $#*!mypeerssay. I love it. Oh hey, VH1/MTV (I figure those are the stations that are up for every/anything/terribleteevee), I'M HERE FOR YA.

Some anecdotes from the day:
- "How do your tights work? I... I don't get it. Is there, like, two all bundled up?" x1000. This question was a regular occurrence.
- "Hah, you're wearing two belts because you're two fat."
- "I like your style. It's very... abstract and... artistic."
- "So, when you get ready, do you just, like, close your eyes and point to thing in your closet and throw them on? And since you have so much weird stuff, it actually works?"
- "Are those mutated Frankensteins on your dress?"
- "Nice work!" - My math teacher. Hahaha. She's my favourite/ I was so confused.

Do you like my skirt? If you answered "yes," then LOLZCATZ I FOOLED YA. It's a DRESS. I am so cheeky/ why I found it necessary to put leopards with monsters is still unknown. Any theories? Made this skirt - ahem, DRESS - for an Athletic Banquet two years ago. I decided to revive these little monsters from under my bed. Just kidding. It wasn't under my bed. But it's a semi-funny (as in not really funny) play on life and how, you know, monsters live under the bed and what nawwwwt. hahaaaa.

My shoes look like they're some frog's psychedelic tie-dye t-shirt from the hippie era but in shoe form. Yeah, I fooled you. They're wet! Oh, hey there winter and snow and please continue to melt. Or grant us a snow day. Your extreme coldness/ presence is unnecessary if you do not fulfill one of these requirements. AND SOON.


(Sweater that's purple, but looks blue in the photos - Value Village $4, Shirt - Value Village $3, Monster dress/skirt - Homemade, Tights - Unknown, Bow Headband - Value Village $3, Tights - Unknown, Shoes - Thrifted/ Vintage $15)

I can't believe it's already been two weeks in 2011! Ayaaaah, I'm graduating this year! This is crazy. I want to give everyone I've ever met a ginormous hug (except for not really; I'm the least cuddly person you will ever meet. I wish it were socially acceptable to do that boyish fist pound thing with female friends; I reckon that would be a fun and simple greeting. Yo. Wheddup. Dawg.) I'm also becoming acutely aware of just how ridiculous high school is. There's so much hatin' and unnecessary drama between people. I guess that's what society gets for stuffing x number of people, all hormonal and angst-y and whatamidoingwithlife-y, into an enclosed setting. I'm excited for when I can act all high and mighty and be all "Ohhh, yes. When I was in high school..." (AHTHATISSOSOONCRAZAY.)

The best part of 2011 has been ______________. (Oh haiiii. See that blank. It's for YOU to fill out! I am so considerate of your interests. Bbzzz.)
Also, what is your definition of "normal"? (Because we're deep and profound beings.)