Day 2: Out With the Old, In With the New

    I woke up super early today. I went to a hair salon and got extensions put into my hair. Now it comes to my waist but before it came about 5in below my shoulders. I also got bangs that stop just before my eyelashes. I bought a bunch of hair products and a a flat iron, hair culers and stuff like that so I can change my hair texture everyday. I also bought a lot of new clothes. I took pictures of the Queen, the female royal family, the ladies and the wives of the merchants' clothes every day for the last three weeks(yes, that does sound creepy, but it was for a good cause). I had to make sure that I didn't buy anything that they already owned. My outfits and clothing have to be original and trendy at the same time. In order to play the part, you have to look the part.     Okay, yesterday I explained the social class system. There are also sub-classes within the classes. It is like this with the merchants. There are two kinds: there's the higher class merchants that know the knights and nobles (lords and ladies) and sometimes get to talk with the King and Queen if invited by their noble friends, and there's the lower class merchants that know the knights and peasants and maybe-- on rare occasions-- know one or two of the nobles. If you are a poor farmer, like me, it is best to avoid both kinds. I have made the mistake of befriending two lower class merchants. Well, it was befriending on my half, on their half it was hiring a servant. The more servants you have, the richer you are and the closer you come to becoming someone of importance. I don't actually do things for them, but I serve them anyhow. They get to emberrass and humiliate you in front of the whole kingdom. If they do it in an entertaining manner, they impress higher citizens thus boosting their popularity and power while lowering you into the depths of non-socialization (IDK if that's a word).
    Today, when my merchant "friends", Noel and Missy, saw my new look they completely freaked out. We hadn't gone into the school premises yet so they pulled into the woods that surround my school to confront me.
Noel: O-M-G! You should, like, go change before Fawn (the Queen) sees you! You'll be done for
Missy: Yeah! What she, like, said! But times two!
Noel: Your welcome, gawd what would you even do without us? I wonder!
Missy: Wish she could be us! Then she'd, like, have a life!
        *they walked away*
    Of course I didn't change. I wanted Fawn to see me. Why shouldn't she get a good look at the girl who's going to take her place as Queen of our high school. I sat in the center of the cafeteria. Only the respectable citizens can sit in the center of the cafeteria. it's like living in hte capital city in the kingdom. Only the rich people can afford it because the houses are the most expensive there. I was visiting and pretending to own a house. I took a seat that kind of pushes out into the walkway so everyone that passed by had to see me. I got smiles and bubbly "Hi"s from all the girls and cool nods and "wassup"sfrom all the guys. I liked it but it wasn't the reaction I was waiting for. Fawn still hadn't seen me. I was just about to give up when she saw me. She headed in my direction, Lana (her lady-in-waiting) was walking half behind and half beside her. I'm not sure how they pull it off, but they do.
Fawn: Hey, you must be new here. I like your outfit. Your blazer is vintage, right?
Me: Yep, why do you ask Fawn?
Lana: Ohmygawd! I totally know that voice! Are you that loser girl with the funny name, ummm...dang, what was it?....Oh right! You're Krim, aren't you? I like your hair!
*Fawn's face screwed up like she was about to loose her cool. Then it suddenly got cool and composed again.*
Me: Yes, that's right. My name is Krim. It's nice to know you like my outfit and my hair, sort of anyway.
Fawn: Whatevs, it's the personality that makes the person. Not the clothes. You're still a loser and that' all you're ever gonna be. Just get used to it already. *she stepped closer to me so that she was looking down on me* Just. Stop. Trying.
Then she walked away. Everybody in the whole kingdom saw me dissed by Fawn so all the "Hi"s and waves and nods and "wassup"s stopped. I went straight back to Krim, the loser farmer who couldn't even afford to live in the city. I was stuck on my little farm, being taxed to death and all my crops were being taken by rich people. So I guess Fawn was right, it takes more than nice clothes to be popular. I have to work on my attitude. Popular people have spice or sugar. I just have to see which one suits me.
    So I didn't get any more popular today, but I did learn something. I'm thinking I should crimp parts of my hair tomorrow and go for a grunge look. That might give me more motivation to act cool and spicy. Well, I'll think about and get back to this blog tomorrow. It's gonna be FRIDAY!! I'm gonna try and get invited to one of the lord's parties that they have every weekend.

Sincerely The Future Queen,

Krim

Finding Queen Krim

***High School: a daily process (5 days a week) that is used by adults to torture and abuse adolescents emotions.***

    Yeah, I know what you're thinking. "High school is to prepare you for college and life in the real world." and "High School isn't that bad, just step up." or some crap like that. I don't care what you say, highschool is not, not, not, about learning. It's about climbing to the top of the social ladder. Doing your homework comes second, and everyone knows it.
    High school is like a kingdom. You have your King and Queen, their royal families, your lords and ladies, the knights, the rich landowners who do absolutely nothing but have money somehow, the rich-but-not-too-rich merchants, the peasants, and then the poor farmers who live in the famrs but everyone else lives in the city. I, no surprise there, happen to be a poor farmer. I work hard on my farm to grow my veggies and then respectable citizens come take them, sell them to the other citizens and then claim that they feed their people. That's what happens to me Monday through Friday except, they don't take veggies. They steal my ideas, jokes, clothing styles, and things like that. And on top of that, the King and Queen have the nerve to tax me! By 'taxing me' I mean bullying me and spreading rumors about me. And their loyal subjects get tax deductions by making/spreading rumors about me and bullying me.
    I saw the picture (the big one with the heart that's right up there) and thought that maybe I'm like that heart. Maybe the real Krim (me) is hidden beneath layers of gray gunk and I just haven't found Krim yet. I can climb to the top of this monarchy while finding the real Krim! The real Krim belongs at the top of the monarchy of highschool and I'm going to find her and restore her to her rightful place as Queen of my high school.

Sincerely the Future Queen,

                 Krim