During class, I’ll stare out the window, my view of the sky blocked by an enormous office building. I will suddenly feel horribly claustrophobic – what kind of place is this, that children are denied even the clouds, the clear perfection of the sky? I’m not afraid of anything, I just need to know I [...]
Yesterday I sat in front of my laptop, idly surfing, typing with one hand and holding a book (My Name is Red – Orhan Pamuk) in the other. And my father said I couldn’t multi-task! And speaking of dad, he and Weiner are sprawled on Weiner’s bed, snoring as loud as possible, as if trying [...]
Saw Terminator (first one, people, first one). Weiner screamed (rather theatrically, I might add) and covered his eyes every half hour. We saw Speed a few nights ago, on Thursday, to the same effect. Weiner has a passion for action movies. We’ll go to the local Videorado and he’ll rush to some DVD with a [...]
Woke up today, stumbled, staggered, towards the bathroom. Looked into the mirror. Mistake. There I am. My reflection. Here is the me that won the Nobel Prize, that told off the teacher when she accused me of cheating. Here is the me that rode to school on a unicorn, that got a 100% on the [...]
My mother tried to teach me how to cook today. It’s something I’ve been putting off for a while, for two fundamental reasons: 1) Cooking, (like sewing, knitting, putting up Christmas trees and fake-smiling in a pink dress after five hours at one of my parent’s social outings) is not something I do particularly well. [...]