My boyfriend's soooooooo clever

I'm bursting with pride today at my boyfriend's achievement, and I'm going to brag about it to all of you.

For those of you have have no inkling of what the Gilb is like, let me sum him up briefly: really intelligent, but looks like a slacker, never wanting to give the impression that he's smarter than most of us. He also has a huge revulsion for studying, and one of his most endearing qualities made itself evident a few months into our relationship when I was still at varsity and we'd study together (you can all guess how unsuccessful that ended up being, without fail, every time!)... in the hour or so when we actually managed to concentrate on our work, I'd lie on his bed reading a Chemistry book, while he'd sit at his desk opposite the bed, and attempt to study. He's like an ADHD kid, he stares at his book for 5 minutes, then stares at the ceiling while rocking on his chair for 25 minutes, then back at the book for 5 minutes, then the ceiling for 25, etc etc. Not finding it as cute and adorable as me? Oh well, different strokes for different folks, I guess.

Anyway, with a study routine like that, his marks have never been stellar. But, this year, he got to enact most boys' wet dreams: he (and three other engineering students, who must get some of the credit, I guess, but really just a minor portion) built a hovercraft for his 4th year project! Incidentally, it almost became my wet dream too - I thought I'd convinced him to paint it pink, how fab that would have been - but what can one expect of our narrow-minded school of learning just up the road from broad-minded Wits?

So, last night, they had an honours function, where the top four students/teams had to make presentations on their projects to their classmates, parents, elites of the engineering industry, etc. Naturally, the hovercraft made the top four! Of course, the other three projects were distinctly average creations (someone made a premature baby incubator from what looked like a material version of a kennel) that were vastly outshone by the hovercraft (me, baised? Never.) Then, they got an additional prize for the best posters made to present the project for their thesis! I was positively beaming from ear to ear after the ceremony - of course, he just scuttled off in an awkward fashion to go hide in the snacks queue and avoid the limelight.

Guess I'll have to give him that nice bottle of whisky, after all.


Peachy weekends to all of you :) I'm picnicing with Investec-ians at Inanda (but in those circles, I shall pronounce it as In-ah-nda) on Saturday, then hopefully playing with Cotlands kids on Sunday. Oh, and let's not forget all the work I didn't do in the office today because I was fucking around. Bummer.