Dear readers,
there have been some warm spring days these last couple of days with temperatures up to 20°C. Temperatures in my living room went up to 24 and 25°C - this means that it was pretty warm but not warm enough for a chance to take of my blazer (see rules on the panel on the right side). Fortunately I could relax and just enjoy being dressed in my school uniform, including the annoying tights, the bulky blazer and the blouse with its stiff collar which I feel all the time and especially when I move my head.
I can only imagine what it must be like for real schoolgirls. I mean, I wear my uniform voluntarily and I can just relax. But a real schoolgirl has to wear her uncomfortable uniform (I doubt there are many girls who like to be forced to wear a skirt and a buttoned up blouse with a stiff collar and tie etc.) and she has to be in school, maybe sweating over some important class test. And once you sweat it gets even more uncomfortable in a uniform like this.
Am I crazy for wanting to be such a schoolgirl? For wanting to be denied to wear trousers but instead be forced to wear a skirt and blouse and blazer, and not be allowed to take it off even if it's downright hot in the classroom so that I get more and more uncomfortable and unable to concentrate on my school work? Add to this the fear of being spanked or caned or put into detention...
It's probably a fantasy that better remains a fantasy because if I really had the chance to live that fantasy then I'd probably hate it. ;-)
Wednesday 28 March 2012
Saturday 24 March 2012
Day 170 - "I must wear my school uniform at all times" x500
Dear readers,
the headmistress decided to punish me for not wearing my school uniform regulary, so I had to write lines in detention today.
It took me almost exactly the 3 hours of detention time to write all the lines. Here's the "proof":
Cornelia
the headmistress decided to punish me for not wearing my school uniform regulary, so I had to write lines in detention today.
It took me almost exactly the 3 hours of detention time to write all the lines. Here's the "proof":
My hand now hurts a little but in some weird way I enjoyed the experience. While my legs got a bit cold (despite the wool tights), my upper body was encased in all those layers (blouse, cardigan, blazer) and got quite hot. It really felt like a cage. And the blouse collar seemed to get tighter all the time. Well, I guess that's what schoolgirls have to suffer through. And that's why I like those stiff and uncomfortable school uniforms.
Cornelia
Friday 23 March 2012
Saturday 17 March 2012
Day 163 ... well, not really.
Dear readers,
it has been a long time. Too long, in fact, and I'm sorry for that. The reason I didn't post again earlier is quite simple: I'm a bit ashamed because I haven't worn my school uniform very much lately....maybe a third of the time.
It's strange. For most of my life - ever since I saw that lovely schoolgirl pictured in one of my school books - I wanted to wear a school uniform regulary. And now that I have the chance to do it, I don't. At least not often. I thought about this a lot lately and I think I have an explanation. I don't want to crossdress or be a women/girl all the time. In a perfect fantasy world I could decide again every day whether I'd want to be a man or a women. Today I'd be the women with the long flowing hear and the cute dress, and tomorrow I'd be the guy with the smart business suit and the beard (yeah, beards are cool).
Back when I started my project I was just out of my first long-term relationship. I was devastated (well, I'm still devastated) and maybe somehow I longed for my feminine side even more than usual. So it was great thrill to be wearing the pleated skirt for the first time. But gradually my male side gained control again, so most of the time I don't change into my school uniform when I get home but rather stay in whatever I wore for the day and just sit in front of the telly or computer and do ... nothing. Call it a quarter-life-crisis.
I think it would help a lot if I had a play partner who "forces" me to wear my uniform everyday. Or even better: a girlfriend who in turn dresses as a school boy. Now that would be fun. :) But as it is now, I just can't bring myself to wear my uniform everyday - as much as I can't bring myself to do anything at all in my life lately.
Oh well. I hope it gets better soon. I keep you updated. Promised!
Lots of love to all who still read this blog,
Cornelia
it has been a long time. Too long, in fact, and I'm sorry for that. The reason I didn't post again earlier is quite simple: I'm a bit ashamed because I haven't worn my school uniform very much lately....maybe a third of the time.
It's strange. For most of my life - ever since I saw that lovely schoolgirl pictured in one of my school books - I wanted to wear a school uniform regulary. And now that I have the chance to do it, I don't. At least not often. I thought about this a lot lately and I think I have an explanation. I don't want to crossdress or be a women/girl all the time. In a perfect fantasy world I could decide again every day whether I'd want to be a man or a women. Today I'd be the women with the long flowing hear and the cute dress, and tomorrow I'd be the guy with the smart business suit and the beard (yeah, beards are cool).
Back when I started my project I was just out of my first long-term relationship. I was devastated (well, I'm still devastated) and maybe somehow I longed for my feminine side even more than usual. So it was great thrill to be wearing the pleated skirt for the first time. But gradually my male side gained control again, so most of the time I don't change into my school uniform when I get home but rather stay in whatever I wore for the day and just sit in front of the telly or computer and do ... nothing. Call it a quarter-life-crisis.
I think it would help a lot if I had a play partner who "forces" me to wear my uniform everyday. Or even better: a girlfriend who in turn dresses as a school boy. Now that would be fun. :) But as it is now, I just can't bring myself to wear my uniform everyday - as much as I can't bring myself to do anything at all in my life lately.
Oh well. I hope it gets better soon. I keep you updated. Promised!
Lots of love to all who still read this blog,
Cornelia
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