Okay, I'll admit it: I STUDY FASHION AT UNI AND THAT MAKES ME THE GAYEST FUCK EVAH!!!

Actually, that isn't quite true as it's technically Art History, but seeing as I study haute couture and designers and shit, I'd better not kid myself should I? Hmph. I have a new respect for flaming homos who actually study design. I'm so over the raised eyebrows and smirks when I tell people that my assessment is a cunting thesis on hemlines and Chanel. Actually, what usually happens is someone who already knows will rush up to the person I'm speaking to and say "Guess what Dawei studies? Fashion!!! Bwah! Let's mock him and throw rocks and faeces and stick rainbow pride flags on his car!"

Stupid university.

The course is actually quite hard! It's all that wanky psychological Zen shit, about drawing out social analogies and discourses from the construct of the clothes, and how they relate to social order. Or something. Mostly I just sit and stare at the naked Calvin Kein models in my textbook. The point is, if I actually said what the course is about in university-speak, people would have a newfound respect for the Daweister. Take today's lecture for instance: "Ambiguity and Gender Transgressions." Ooooh! Aren't you all impressed?

Unfortunately, most of the people who take the course are total (fugmo) dickhead losers, so any academic credibility given to the course is lost anyway. And Christ, some of them are DUMB. Take for instance this conversation at the lecture which I eavesdropped upon:

Ugly Homo: Oh no, I worked Sunday!
Dumb Bitch: Ooooh! Where do you work?
Ugly Homo: *giggle* Aww, just at Starbucks.
Dumb Bitch: Oh, really? I always thought that, like, Starbucks was evil isn't it? Isn't it, like, a totally big American company and stuff?

The Ugly Homo didn't know what to say to that so he just did some Jazz Hands. Actually, he didn't, but my teeth were grinding so loudly I couldn't hear his nasal bray. I'm just assuming that would be his natural instinct. I did manage to catch the end bit:

Dumb Bitch (with a "concerned" forehead crinkle): It sounds like a really committed job.

AaaaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Meanwhile, by that stage I had coughed up three mouthfuls of nicotine flavoured phlegm from a particularly large weekend, so I so wasn't in the mood to see the humour.

Jesus.

Only six years until I graduate as well. I'm sure the time will just fly.

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posted by Dawei at 2:07 pm