It's amazing, and actually, not my fault at all. And in case it was, I wouldn't care; my neighbors are very interesting people.

No, not the people in front or in the left - they are snobby, stuck up, obnoxious and annoying. I'm talking about the couple across the street, hell, how interesting they are! I was eighty percent sure that the woman knew about my curiosity.

But instead of running to tell my mother with her expensive heels doing noise in the pavement, she was smiling whenever I was sticking the nose to the window. The woman reads in french, dresses in english and speaks in spanish. I like to think that she cooks in italian, but I might be wrong.

Yesterday, I was sitting in the humid grass, talking with my lawn gnomes when she came closer without looking at both sides before crossing the street. With a very fragile voice, she invited me to her house and baked some cookies.

"I've been spying on you too" she commented and asked for the sugar.

Except for the fact that I have to wake up early, summer school is so much fun. I mean, I like mornings!
(This entry is stupid.)

I was about to write a big post about how much I hate Sundays and the fact that the atmosphere is completely different from Saturdays but I won't because that's totally cliché. And because -even though today is Saturday- this day has been almost perfect.

I woke up at 11:11 and smiled instantly, and even smiled more when I found out how silly was to smile without having any particular (or at least, logical) reason. Crime and Punishment was lying next to me but I couldn't read more than six pages since there was a very delicious smell downstairs: waffles. (Shame on me, I understand that Fyodor Dostoevsky > the rest of the world but who blames my disability to concentrate if the fact that you're going to have waffles for breakfast stucks in your brain? Huh?). I won't go ahead with this post because the green outside of this textbox is killing me, so, in conclusion: today is such a beautiful day!

On the other hand, my lovely tagged me. Role-playing questions this this way! If you don't feel like reading a RPG-ish post, skip this part and comment about how tasty waffles are.

Question 1
Q. Super Mario comes over for a visit. What do you do?
A. Ask him if he's going to pay rent.

Question 2
Q. Super Mario wants to go somewhere with you. Where is it?
A. Warioland!

Question 3
Q. Super Mario and you went there. What’s the first thing you do with him?
A. Hmm, kill Wario? Save Princess Peach?

Question 4
Q. SuperMario wants to ask something from you. What is it?
A. Are you gonna eat that hallucinogen mushroom?

Question 5
Q. Super Mario is in love with someone. What’s your response?
A. I already knew it. Princess Peach is so classy!

Question 6
Q. Super Mario wants your advice on this love affair. What’s your advice?
A. First of all, kill Bowser.

Question 7
Q. Super Mario needs a place to crash. Hey, your house is great!
A. Why would you like to crash on my house when you have those green tunnels, Mario? Psht, common sense!

I tag:

You guys pick the character you want.

I've been watching "Are you afraid of the dark?", "Sabrina, The Teenage Witch", "Power Rangers" and some other 90's shows.

Can you smell the nostalgia?

I didn't go to school today - cold weather. Which is actually an excuse, 'cause I didn't want to go (all the cool classes are usually on MWF).

And french is a pain. I mean, not literally; all the peux j'aller au bain, Professeur? is fun, but my throat hurts. My friends (who are in French III) say that the pain is pretty normal, because I'm adapting to the 'g' as 'r'. Wait, why am I writing this?