Tuesday, October 21, 2008
as requested by dear veltrice
my dear vel. be honoured cos i'm actually updating since you requested. today we got the mark sheet to sign gosh its all bees... buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz headache already!! if you get what i mean well at least there are no cats, dogs, elephants and fishes... where oh where are those As.
you see one day has passed. the day of new experiences has come. for me, I'm sec 4 today according to my cl teachers lols. for Adelaide finishing school had just begunshe was far too excited to rest well last night. as the sunlight seeped through the filmy curtains of my room, she felt a sense of anticipation for what was ahead of her. without further hesitation, she got out of bed. as always,Martinne, the french serving maid was already waiting with her attire for the day. today, she would have sewing and etiquette lessons. nothing too trying she thought. she'd pretty much believe that her embroidery was fine and her mannerism pleasant. surely, no mishap would happen. after all these were where her confidence lied in. as directed, she made her way to the east drawing room. opening the doors, she found that the furniture had been rearranged. the long writing table was at the far end of the room. near the fireplace were two armchairs with a tea table in front of the two. the piano moved to another corner of room, diagonally across from the writing desk. shelves after shelves filled with books on various subjects covered the four walls. after taking in the environment before her, she realised that the room was made to be her classroom. or was it a room of torture? somehow it was overwhelming seeing all that was put before her. the remaining area of the room was left clear of furnishings--for dancing. the most dreadful requirement of all. as the clock struck nine, she knew that it was far too late even to make her escape or even recollect her thoughts. just as she had expected, mademoiselle Adella was a punctual woman. Adelaide heard timid knocks against the heavy oak doors. she thought of how similar the place was compared to jail cell. heavy doors indeed."come in." she called with a sigh of submission. a maid showed mademoiselle Adella in. both curtsied and introductions were made. the first request made by MA was that Adelaide bring out samples of her embroidery for her viewing. with butterflies in her stomach, she handed her pride over; a stiching of the beautiful flowers in spring. MA took the embroidered silk. she...
well i guess i shall continue another time. i have a chinese letter to write for homework. so i'll have to quit writing now. wahh and i was just getting into it:( bye!!
Perfection
5:30 PM
