Stomp stomp stomp.
Ssssst.
Clinkity-clink.
Stomp stomp stomp.
Rustle-rustle.
Shhhhhh.
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You wouldn't believe the courtesies you're supposed to use to prepare for bed in this house. Apparently, we seemed entirely too tired and upset over this new change to learn them earlier, but now, we are sentenced to apply them to ourselves. It might be easier if I put them in steps. I've taken the opportunity to write them down so that I might glance at this every now and then and not forget the steps when night comes by again.
1: After dinner, dessert, and the hour of lounging about in the entertainment room, everyone is to rise from the chairs at about eight o'clock once someone mentions that they will be 'turning it'. No one is to stay up. However, we don't go up to sleep at this time. Oh, no, we must profess our goodnights to each other like proclamations of eternal farewell. This takes about fifteen minutes.
2: Then, we all ascend up the staircases into our respective rooms. Not too bad, really, filled with chitter-chatter. However, once you set foot into your room, you are not to run down the halls yelling and screaming for the hairbrush you know the mirror mouse has stolen. Instead, you are to keep the door locked until the next morning. Perhaps it will save me from a rude awakening the next day. Thank goodness the bathrooms are in the rooms.
3: Sharing a suite of rooms, however, is not beneficial when stuck with the two cousins. They proceeded to tell me that the first process was to change and wash up. Of course that is what I'm supposed to do. But one does not dress in the nightdress she wore last night. Each night requires a fresh set. Why so? They seem scandalized at the fact that I might wear pajamas for longer than 12 hours. All of the nightdresses are lacy, frilly, and cover one from chin to ankle, including one's wrists.
4: Then, one is to tidy up the room. But you can't just shove everything in the corner where no one will see! No! Who cares that no one can see it? You know in your heart that you haven't done something properly, and you will not sleep well knowing such a guilt lies in your heart. I've never heard something so preposterous. So all dirty clothes are folded in the hamper so they can be dumped into the washer the next morning. And everything else is hung on respective bars and placed into respective caddies...
5: Next, turn down the bed. It's only been fluffed three times since I slept in it. No kidding! Once in the morning, by me. Once at noon, by an unseen maid. Lastly, by me again, before I sleep in it! I like it neat, but not sterilized. o.o
6: Don't climb into bed yet! No matter how abomidably tired you are, you must get on your knees and talk to your conscience. No, you don't pray. Instead, you talk to all of your faithful friends, families, and illegally faithful lovers. Out loud, as if they were kneeling right next to you. You won't believe how long the cousins took. They appear to know a lot of people...an entire hour of simpering, bemoaning, and giggling to themselves. Bimbos.
7: Now, climb into bed. Turn off the light. And say, "Goodnight person #1". Once they reply, say "Goodnight, person #2". And then, it's the next person's turn, and you say goodnight to them as well in reply. Can you imagine how long it takes? No sleepy mumbling, it has to be enunciated.
8: Ah, now sleep. Just don't snore, mkay?
I can't help but sigh repeatedly. I wonder if the guys go through this too? I have to remember to pull my fellow LOians...erm, my generation of fellow LOians, that is, and ask what their bedtime ritual contains.
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Author's Notes:
A little different, no? I needed an idea to write with, because I didn't want to write about dinner...again. DDDx So, the steps one must follow to sleep. C: All about me, me, me, me, and me!
Sorry for the half month of stale entries. o.o I had no inspiration. And...I'm getting bored.
The blasphemeh!! DDD<
SnowPheonix · Sun Jul 08, 2007 @ 03:03am · 8 Comments |