Thursday, 3 December 2009

I'm trying to find the words to describe this girl, without being disrespectful...

Eating today:

smoothie-150
2 chocolate hobnobs-180
spaghetti-350

chicken salad-350
mince pie and cream-450
raisins-100

biscuit-80
4 roses chocolates-200


1860. I will eat less tomorrow.

I made DB laugh today, which made me inordinately happy, and she asks me about la petite Francaise, which makes me feel needed. I told her about the banning of a relative from weightwatchers and it made her laugh, like a bark emitting. She'd be a terrier, if she was a dog. I hope that she doesn't think I'm another Wet Lettuce, sitting at the back with KB, who definitely is. I couldn't stand it if I was, if she thought I was. I hope I'm a little bit more interesting. The problem is that we both share this vaguely insipid quality, KB and I, and I don't know how to be differently, especially as one of the things I admire most about DB is her ability to control and be exciting; and I am rarely either around her. I can't pull it out of the bag. She'd say that there's no such word as can't.

La petite Francaise has begun to make friends, tentatively- she sees people and they smile to her and still try hard to communicate in French. She's got something special about her, a dreamy quality, and she's a pretty little thing, which never hurts social esteem. The fact that she looks like a doll has done wonders for her social life. I'm glad that they treat her well- she'll make friends, I can see it happening already, even though she's not got the language yet.

KB (wet lettuce) sits at the back and flaps about when the class is working. She doesn't really DO. She slithers round smiling but I've never seen her actually talk to anyone. Like me, she's backing laughter for DB. She perches. I swing about unnecessarily, mostly, if I'm not actually with someone. And she's cultivated some sort of friendship with TF- I can't fathom why, possibly because he's got power but maybe also because he adores conversing and she doesn't. He will talk for hours and do nothing else, chat about how brilliant he is in an uncomprehendable manner. I'd far rather have one with DB or MH, bright, modest people who are excellent at what they do- this would get her far further if she wants to go into this line of work than a blustering pseudo-intellectual fool that covers his own deficits with blathering- but there you go.

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