By Stephen Klimis, Science (Advanced)/Law II, featuring Katerina Jovanovska and Simon McNamara, Presidents.
I have decided that we need to put Katerina Jovanovska and Simon McNamara, our Presidents, out on the scene (or on the prowl). From afar, we have heard tales of glory, of valour, of wisdom and of beauty. However, we still don't know much about them. Ultimately, I felt it fitting that we provide them with a few questions that they will answer genuinely, insightfully and on behalf of each other.
Katerina (By Simon)
Describe your schooling in a few sentences.
My schooling life was #thequesttobethebest. It was the on-ramp for the HD Highway. If I was an exam, I would be praying for misadventure before Hurricane Katerina came sweeping through leaving a trail of Band 6’s and broken hearts. And this was all without a pen license.
I wake up in the morning and I think:
“I am ready for the world, but the world is not ready for all this” **gestures to self**
What would you consider your perfect Sunday afternoon?
I would have to split the afternoon into a few different sessions following my morning Acai Bowl because I’m #organised.
1. I would dress up my dog Cinnamon in all sorts of cute clothes and take selfies until my phone has no memory left.
2. I would then build myself a fort made of doughnuts, pretend to be trapped and then eat my way out because doughnuts are #lyf
3. Finally, I would cap it off by watching the final of Eurovision!
You decide to go and eat with your relevant lover (not that either of you would cheat on me), where do you eat, and what do you order?
I would definitely have to go to an Italian restaurant, it’s my favourite cuisine. What I order is a little tricky. It depends on what I would be able to put on the #gram and then what could be #regrammed. In the past I have instagrammed the same meal over ten times, so it’s important that the meal has a number of different angles to work with. A circular pizza for example isn’t a great option, much like pasta. Maybe Italian isn’t such a great idea…
You walk into an interview for UNSW Law School’s fashion show, that will take place outside the Law Library. David Dixon asks you to explain your best feature and ultimately, why he should let you walk the runway.
Everything. #headtotoe #allofthis #collarbones #sassyandfabulous
Why should I get to walk the runway? Bro, what’s wrong with your eyes, life is my runway.
He then becomes apprehensive about your response. What do you say, or what do you do, to secure your modelling debut?
I don’t see this as a real possibility, next question please. #rude
You come across a dying puppy. You realise it belongs to your fellow President. What do you do?
I would certainly take the dog in to my own home, who knows what kind of unstable condition it is in if it lived with Simon. If he treated it anything like our email inbox then I’d guess it has been neglected for days. I would buy it all sorts of cute, pink dog clothes so that it could match my own dog, Cinnamon, and make it feel loved.
How does it feel to have featured, as an exclusive, on the UNSW LawSoc Blog?
How does it feel to have an exclusive by the UNSW Law Society Co-President?
Simon (By Katerina)
Describe your schooling in a few sentences.
Sydney Grammar School provided me with one of the best educational experiences I could have asked for. I was surrounded by some of the smartest young men in New South Wales, teachers who saw us as true intellectual beings, and given the chance to blossom into a beautiful little flower.
‘Grammar’, as it is known among the GPS schools, is the place I learnt to play the guitar - one of my greatest passions. You can see me rocking out to Carlos Santana here during my HSC year. As you can see, I peaked in 2010. Please skip to 3:55 to see me and music becoming one.
Grammar wasn’t as great at sports as the other GPS schools, but at least we weren’t as bad as High.
KEY
GPS = Greater Public Schools (English sense ‘public’ school = ‘private’ school)
Grammar = Utopia/Promised Land
High = Sydney Boys High School
I wake up in the morning and I think ______
I don’t wake up in the morning.
What would you consider your perfect Sunday afternoon?
Wake up at 2:00pm, eat some meal involving bacon, play my guitar for a few hours, have a beer while watching How I Met Your Mother.
You decide to go and eat with your relevant lover (not that either of you would cheat on me), where do you eat, and what do you order?
Well that depends on which meal we’re eating out. Dating Simon (who is tres single and tres free to mingle) is a multifaceted experience.
BREAKFAST – The Ground of Alexandria, duh. I’ll have anything involving bacon, and extra bacon please (not even kidding). In fact, just give me Kevin Bacon. If it had parents, I’ll eat it. No eggs though – I HATE EGGS. You are literally eating little fetuses, gross.
LUNCH – Listen, not too fussed about location. I’ll be having some form of meat-based sandwich. Probably bacon. I’ll also have a beer, because it’s my lyf and I’ll cry if I want to.
DINNER – Here is where I truly shine. I’d take her to Via Napoli in Lane Cove for pizza. Don’t let the white chocolate skin and blonde hair fool you, I am Italian at heart. Dolce far niente.
DESSERT – There is only Messina. I only get 1 scoop though because I’m weird and hate happiness.
You walk into an interview for UNSW Law School’s fashion show that will take place outside the Law Library. David Dixon asks you to explain your best feature and ultimately, why he should let you walk the run way.
David, look. I don’t know if you can tell, but I work out my arms A LOT. I don’t believe in cardiovascular exercise, even though I go to the gym most days, all I do is lift heavy things repeatedly, put them down again, and move on to another heavy thing and lift that repeatedly. I then take a gym selfie, send it to Katerina, and go home, because #exercise.
Also, my hair. This doesn’t just happen.
Ergo, arms. Ergo, hair. Ergo, out of mah way.
He then becomes apprehensive about your response. What do you say, or what do you do, to secure your modelling debut?
You’re not an old Sydneian are you DD?
You come across a dying puppy. You realise it belongs to your fellow Co-President. What do you do?
OH MY GOD IT’S KATERINA’S DOG, CINNAMON. Katerina’s soul is literally half in her body, half in that dog’s body. If it kills me, I need to save this dog. Mostly because if she dies, Katerina won’t do the Presidents reports for cabinet meetings anymore and I’ll have to do them.
How does it feel to have featured, as an exclusive, on the UNSW LawSoc Blog?
Glad to see some quality journalism finally taking centre stage.
Loljks your ‘7 Ways To Find Love: Law School Edition’ article by Aris Cao is my bible.
Grammar.