My, what tiny lips and nose you have. It looks like you are scrunching them up, picture-girl!

I think that one of the absolute best things I've read would be this little strip here. Do you have that thing where you sometimes replay in your head a conversation you just had? Like looking at your notes and mentally comparing it to what you wrote on the test. I'm not sure why I'm thinking of this right now, but I do that when good stuff happens, too! Or rather, when I feel like I've said nothing wrong.

I speak like I've got a motor-mouth, so I would probably take back approximately 60% of what I say without a second thought, and 80% of what I say if I had time to consider it. However, if I only said 20% of what I say, I would not talk very much. Maybe mindless jabber makes interesting things that you say more interesting, compared with the mindless jabber.

I'm very tired, so I'm not making much sense. Even in this post if I took time to edit it I would probably want to cut out some stuff, because a lot of things I say for the sake of saying a thing, and it doesn't mean anything, other than thing. That's a thing. "I'm tired" is one of those things that I say. "What's up" is one of those things that most people say. "I never meant to kill your nephew" is probably not one of those things for anyone, but I can't be too sure of anything.

Uh. I don't really have anything else to say about that?

What.
Is up.
My friends.

That's meant to be, "What's up, friends?" but typed like that, it doesn't sound right. I'm not gonna fix it though. So! I finished all my summer work. HALLELUJAH. As for school this year, let's do a quick run down, shall we?

So, I've been studying Japanese a lot more lately, and a lot of why I haven't posted is that I've been posting on Lang-8. Which, by the way, is so fun. And is addictive as all hell. Ahem.

We're reading The Metamorphosis in English. It's... well, really funny. I know it's this story of how things get worse and worse, but the way it's written, some of it stands out as funny. Some of it is certainly very depressing, but a lot of it is a bit funny. I just imagine this giant person-bug and am all like, "Heeheeheee." This is really not a good reaction, is it? Let's see, what else. Oh! I reverted to a geek this summer. I watched the new Evangelion movie and saw two short TV series. But guys! It's fun! This is probably no excuse. ... that aside, I'm still going to watch Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann.

And, in closing, I drew Cathy and Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights, and went COMPLETELY overboard with brushes and things. In the end, I got this over the top picture:



OH! One more thing! I biked to school today and it was fun! Who knew!

The title of this entry is not a line from an action movie*, but damn, it should be.

* as far as I know...

So, the first week of August, my family went on a Fantastique Bike Trip up Lake Champlain and into Canada. It was amazing. Biking through the Adirondacks was a tiny bit less amazing, if only because biking up and down mountains is tough. While we were biking, one family member would always be driving the van. ... and would be constantly on the lookout for bread.



I finished The Sun Also Rises and The Awakening, and I must now muscle my way through East of Eden.



I have many more tales to tell, so I'll post again sometime when I'm ready to talk with my words and not with my AppleWorks Paint skills.

Guess who can add alt text? Nina can add alt text. Oh yes she can! She can also speak in the third person. INCESSANTLY.

Right now, she's watching Scrubs. She has her last day of standardized testing tomorrow. Exciting!

"I can have a conversation without checking my reflection every five minutes." "S-Sorry. I get lost in my eyes." Yup, Scrubs. Nina does most definitely enjoy that show.

How often does Nina speak this weirdly? She's really sorry, folks. Hell, I'm really sorry folks. (WOAH. Is this entry in the third person, or is someone all together NOT NINA writing it?)

(Nina is shikuchi, folks.)

passive-aggressive.

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I've no time to write a proper entry, so it's another comic entry. I wrote the comic in algebra. Do I feel passive-aggressive in algebra? Perchance!

So I did this picture the other day.



I guess it's actually a comic strip. And the style is TOTALLY not ripping off Kate Beaton at all.

I do have the photos from the past two days, and I'll post them with today's in the evening (probably).

Anyway, here is a comic from a few days ago. The adventures of babysitting/explaining what Nutella is to a four-year-old:



Second term is almost over, which means the first semester is almost done, which, for me, means... nothing. ._. None of my classes are changing. Unless! I can work it out with guidance so that I don't have to take gym again.* Mr. C thinks it's stupid, I think it's stupid, and even guidance thinks that, conceptually, it's stupid. So, hopefully, it will work out.

* I wouldn't be taking it again because I failed it. I would be taking it again because I didn't take gym at all last year, and we need four semesters worth of gym to graduate. It's complicated and silly.

I just friggin' love Subway so much.

Summary of every day since Christmas: wake up, go on computer, eat meals, go on computer, watch an episode of a medical drama, go on computer, go to bed. I am being so inefficient with my vacation BUT I am sort of complacently happy, so that's good. Now, I just need to get out and see some people.

Also, lots of hugs to my big sister and big brother for the new music fix -- I have been listening to nothing but Queen and Lady GaGa and Paramore and it. Is. Awesome.

Hemingway wants to write a six word story? Well, I can try too!

It rained too hard; they drowned.

She learned to fly before walking.

View from window: not for sale.

Okay scratch that plan. Six word stories are only interesting when you elaborate on them in your mind. Anyway...

I'm back from vacation! We stayed at a camp site and went swimming, and it was quite fun. Today, we went to a museum and saw some exhibitions of Japanese and Chinese antiques. I was slack-jawed for a great portion of the viewing. (Well, metaphorically speaking. I was actually talking a lot about how amazing everything was.) I think one of the most fantastic things about seeing the boxes people were carried around in (I can't remember the name, but I'm sure wakanomori knows), or the elaborate cups and bowls, or the big dressers or jewelry boxes made of carved ivory; what's so fantastic about all that is to think people actually used those things. As my sister remarked (or maybe it was my mom), I wouldn't be able to use any of those, because I'd be too busy staring at it going, "Woah!" I wish I could find some pictures of the stuff... Perhaps I will in the morning.

Also, there was an exhibit on Maori moko, their traditional tattoos. Patterns like this one were very common on the women, and simpler versions of something like this were on a lot of the men.

It was a very fun vacation, but I'm glad to be home. Camping makes you appreciate a bedroom which is separated from the outside by more than just some nylon! (Or are tents made of something else? I should check on that...)