On My Head

Darling, I'm with St. Bernards and we are
scouring the Alps and the Andes.
If they die then it is on my head.
They followed paw prints in the snow to my throne,
to my bed.
Los Campesinos!, Romance is Boring

Happy Weekend!

Today all of the AP English students (or most of them, anyway) showed up for school dressed up in our Great Gatsby costumes; I got some looks from the ignorant sophomores and the creepy comment "I like your lips" about my makeup from my Chemistry teacher (who is now a man, a substitute, as our real teacher has just had a baby). I'll just call him Mr. Kale because he is as bland as that vegetable. (I'm not a huge kale fan - I don't like that wrinkled texture at all.)
I've now tried curling my hair, after a suggestion to do so for the musical. It worked in a semi-curled way - they were messy, because my hair is so short and it's hard to do, but they were sort of cute - but after about twenty minutes my hair was just very bird-nesty with loads of volume.
I'd take a picture of it, but that seems so social-networking... it's not a good look.

Last Friday I got Contra from the library (finally!) and I love it. It reminds me a lot of The Great Gatsby, actually, and I really wanted to use at least one of the songs in our musical. No such luck - it would be really hard. But the theme of social class, and the differences between them, is so prevalent throughout both this album and that book; I think that Vampire Weekend is a band that has really mastered that topic in such a nonchalant way that you almost could think they were faking it. The fact that they can do it in such a catchy, beautiful way is reminiscent of F. Scott Fitzgerald at his finest.

I did manage to get a Los Campesinos! song into our musical, though, which I think is applause-worthy.

Other note-worthy news: I can say "I don't know" and "I don't understand" in three languages, I'm going on vacation next weekend, and I would really like to go to Value Village this weekend. And I am writing an essay, or should be, so I should get back to that...