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Lyrics of the Week: You can see in her eyes that no one is her chain.


I’ve spent the last 7 days at swim camp in Rabenberg. Upon arriving on Valentine’s Day, I expected hell to break out again – experience from last year flooded my imagination – but as Monday ended, along with our first two trainings, I could see that this year was different. From laughing hysterically both in the water and in bed, eating non-stop, watching Dexter, DSDS and home-made soft-porn, setting out buckets on the pool-edge for people to puke in, smelling Marc’s and Figu’s farts to missing Basel, this sure has been one of the memorable camps I’ve been to with SCLiestal.

The middle-point of camp, namely Sunday 21st, I woke up feeling dizzy and light-headed. This, I blamed on hunger. After eating though, the feeling persisted. I was tired: too tired to work out or train, and thank god my coach noticed. I got the day off, which definitely helped my situation. I managed to study and finish my biology HL notes and talk to Sacha before 5pm. Normally, at this time I would be halfway through afternoon practice. Turns out everyone on my team was overly tired, so afternoon practice was cancelled. Instead, cross-country skiing and fitness room became options. I was able to skip both, and update my blog.


I anticipate returning to Basel and seeing all my friends.


Many nerve-wracking dates await me: end of semester math exam, Geo’s return, SAT prep, Andi’s CD Launch, SWISS CHAMPIONSHIPS, seeing Kelsey after a period of…12 years?, Prom ’10, VM Finals, 30STM concert with Jackie, Huoratron and finally, my getaway to Bordeaux with the one person that controls the ambiance of my life.




Because I miss you.

Dawning-ation on me.

Remember how i was saying something's changed? Well, for a while, i thought that was just a figment of my imagination. But seems like it isn't after all.

I'm not sure if its due to like end-of-school-time-stress or angst about boot camp...but it's really bothering me. I'm going to dinner tonight with my mommy (and Geo maybe), so hopefully that'll lift some of the AAAARGH. God, i hope so. Because i don't think i can take much of this anymore.

And god help me, if my parents say anything about me not going out this weekend, i'm going to break.

Fidelity.

You are driving me crazy.

"Damn, (s)he's a sexy bitch"

Thursday the 4th of February was hands-down the funniest day
of my school career yet.

Break time - 10:15 - :

Ms. Round (notice the lack of "MRS".) approaches me and asks me
"Irene, are you wearing a skirt?" --> i have a short dress on with tights and swim-shorts on underneath. When i stand straight, you can't see my shorts, hence you think i'm not wearing anything except transparent tights."

Irene (cheekily): Um, no. I'm wearing a dress.
Round: Well do you have something underneath?
Irene: Yes. A pair of shorts. (reveals herself to Round)
Round: (naively, not knowing the difference between lingerie and drag-shorts) Well, those are little silky hotpants. This outfit is quite inappropriate. Mr. Sims sent me on a mission to seek out all the girls who are dressed inappropriately.
Irene: (raises eyebrows)
Round: Well, you're causing quite a stir with the young male teachers, Irene. It's creating problems.
Irene: (laughs and walks away - thinking MR. BRYANT ^^)
Round: (scampering behind) Irene! Make sure you're dressed more suitably tomorrow.
Irene: (AS IF I WOULD WEAR THE SAME THING TWICE.) I'll be wearing sweatpants. (walks away)


Towards the end of last period (psychology); we get let out early, Geo runs off upstairs, i take my time with the others - 15:40 - :

Geo: (other end of the high school hallway; starts running towards me) IREEENEEEEEEE!!!
Irene: What is it?
Geo: You will never believe what i overheard!
Irene: Oh god, What?
Geo: So, i was walking past Mr. Sims office like two seconds ago, when i heard Round going "Yeah, and i told her her dress was too short, and she replied 'Well, i'm wearing shorts' ..." And then i ran away!!
Irene: UUUnbelievable. She's ridiculous.
Geo: Yeah I Know!!
(All this happening RIGHT outside Sim's office. -,-)


15:45 Me and Geo walk to Mrs. Schenk's office:

We re-tell the whole story, (including break time) to Mrs. Schenk, when suddenly,
Geo: Yeah, she just needs a very good shag.

All three of us laugh maniacally.
Walking back to the lockers, we meet Mr. Bowen:

Re-tell the whole story to him too, whispering this time - again outside Sim's office.

Geo: We'll know when she's had a real good weekend, but that little "twinkle in her eye".
Irene: Yeah Mr. Bowen, we're watching you for that.
Geo: See you on Monday with the TWINKLE :)

Now Geo, i guess we just have to pay extra special attention to his eyes on Monday ^^

Disappointment.

I attended the Mid-Euro-Meet 2010 in Luxembourg over the weekend, where i came into contact with some of the world's greatest swimmers. These included Alain Bernard, Coralie Balmy, Randall Bal, Dimitris Xynadas, and many more. My swimming was up to standards considering it was our first meet in a 50m pool. Our drive there was horrible. Car-trouble, bad weather, awful smells...everything you can think of, we had. Thank god Marc was there so i could sleep on his shoulder (fun fact: due to the sculpting of swimmer's shoulder muscles, they provide excellent sleeping sources!)

However, during our drive back, i metaphorically got slapped in the face. Something that had been said to me much earlier (around end of 2009) completely lost its validity, and with it, went my faith. And due to that, i'm extremely disappointed. As a wise girl often says: "You can remove the girl from the city, but you can't remove the city from the girl." This, i fear, is too much the case here. But i won't lose all optimism, as in a situation like this, only time can tell, and i really hope time will prove to be on my side.

Something has changed. And i'm not referring to all that philosophical bullshit about time and absence changing a person, but my psyche has metamorphosed. I'm not sure into what yet, or what aspect has been altered - if any major one - but i fear that here, the only thing i know for certain, is that only time can tell again.

All for now, and just because i'm in the mood, i've attached one of my favorite Fischli&Weiss captured art pieces:


Enjoy your week, and see me on the weekend.
-I

ps.
a) Unfortunately, the picture is too wide. Click on it for the original image.
b) Don't walk on snow/ice with flip flops: you'll break your fucking wrist. Twice.