Monday, June 06, 2005

writing while eating again for i am woman, hear me roar while i do numerous inconsequential things at once. since having embarked on the second term of school, a subject i've taken a liking to is media studies. largely because the things we are made to do, are interactive, group things, which make me and my group feel far superior to the others. but bi-weekly ego inflation aside, it also involves, as i mentioned, group work. people who are in the group i'm in yet are vertitable space cadets get on my tits. these are the people i wouldn't hesitate in excluding in future group work for all subjects. they are unproductive, a waste of time because they put on that infuriatingly blank expression when asked for opinions/suggestions. for example today, we were to come up with 20 random words without knowing what the actual task entailed. that first part of the task was simple enough, 8 people in a group, hence it shouldn't take long nor many lulls in the creative process to produce those words. but never mind about that. then came the second part of the task; to come up with a short story with those 20 words in sequence. child's play. i was done in 5. but at the end blank pieces of paper were to be had. can't blame me for not being a people person now, can we? the subject of unwelcome people brings me to the weekend, when i was cajoled out and the night turned out largly without regrets. supper was a long, hilarious, enjoyable affair whereby with so many people and 3 conjoined tables, is not without it's hiccups. this is where it gets relevant to unwelcome vermin. i mean, people. let's call him L. for loser. while i hate to be all teenager, me being in my last year is not to be counted, calling said person a loser is not without good reason simply because i'm not a girl to squeal Ewwwww and shape an L out of her index finger and thumb and affixing it to her forehead when encountered with such people. however, L is all deserving of his grand title when he started making his presence so unwelcome that some of us started walking quickly to our transport from the club to avoid L from leeching on. L later kept calling several of us at the table persistantly demanding our whereabouts which naturally led to some white lies and not lies, mind you; because ridding ourselves of his presence would ensure a much pleasant dining experience, albeit one by the roadside. however, one of us succumbed and revealed our actual location. L eventually made his way over, giving us rather ample time to cook up a credible story with almost no discepancies. L was routinely ignored and picked at others' leftovers like a scrappy stray whose presence is annoying but pitiful. the lesson to be learnt here is to be aware of when you are or aren't welcome. self-awareness is scores better than having to be made to learn the hard way, by being snubbed. i'm done with dinner and i better get started with my brainchild of an advertising assignment. and because it's an individual one, i've never been happier to get started.

the textual siege.

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