The Dream Machine.

Today, sunday, was the first snow of the year 2009 in Beijing.

Today really makes me feel like I miss home. I am in love with Maritime Canada, my brothers Newfie and Lab, my cute little sister PEI, and New England, those brothers to the south who are slightly annoying but have nice food and can speak Acadian french, so it's alright.. They're so sweet, and I can't wait to come home. The snow is so beautiful.The white blanket covering everything brings back so many memories of my many years living on the northeast coast of North America. I can't wait to wear in my boots what haven't seen the light of day.
However inside me, though if I can believe that I am back home on the outside, I still feel that hollow emotion of me that knows it's not really my home. I'm out of place, and the world is mocking me with my signature weather covering this city to mock me, ridicule me, make me feel a sense of false security when I am so many miles away from my heart and home.

You know what? Beijing weather is still so stupid. =___= It's too cold in the mornings and too hot in the afternoons. This is why I don't really like the weather here. We live in a giant bowl, so all the rain and weather is coming down on the mountains surrounding the area, so it's always dry and stupid.
My school is so annoying. They say it's a new rule that every single student has to learn how to play either flute or saxophone. My sister and I, since we go to the same school, cannot buy two instruments that we don't even want to learn! Too expensive. Way too expensive for me, but our school is not a school, it's a business designed to squeeze our pockets.

I drew a very good picture for English class. We're reading the book Dreaming in Cuban and our assignment was to draw a picture of an event that happened in the book. Mine was
"She laughed when she recalled her husband's burning face, the way he bolted to the door, his head a flaming torch. she played this memory over and over from different angles, like pieces of a torn photograph."
What I did was draw pictures of a guy with a flaming head from many different angles, then color, then tear the pictures apart, leaving big enough scraps to see what the picture was, still. I then glued them half to the base paper, so they looked like they'd just been resting on the page, but wouldn't fall off. Then, I used my thumb to create charcoal smudges on and around the "photos" and the surrounding area, and then drew the woman. (I'm not gonna say her name, because if you want to read this book it's a bit of a spoiler.)

I really liked this drawing. I thought it was pretty good, and my friends and teacher thought so too. My teacher even put it where everyone could see, in the middle of the cork board.
I was very happy.

After school, when I was passing my English room, I saw two little girls, probably about 11 or 12, standing in front of my picture, laughing, pointing at it, and saying some very nasty things about both me and my drawings.

Let's just say that they're lucky I had my friend to restrain me policeman-style, or those girls would have been made to eat their own hair, with courtesy of my scissors.

Topic : Almost everyday life
Genre : Diary

*sigh* the end of summer has finally arrived.
Um, school starts tomorrow, I'm very happy because our school seems to be so much more "with it" this year.
New teachers, new students, and my sister will be in the middle school this year, so we're in the same building.
That will be so nice.
My old friends are coming back also. Angie and CC are coming back, as well as I have a new friend, she's very nice too.
She is also from America; I think we plus my sister will be the only American students in our school.
I wonder if they are all excited to go to school again.

Gah, the weather is so stupid! All summer it was heat waves and now all of a sudden it's gone all chilly and brown! =___= I think my sweaters will be happy, though. They've probably been really lonely with no one to wear them.
I think I like fall in New England more.
There, you get to see the leaves fall and change colors and everywhere is orange and red and yellow. I really like those colors. Orange is my favorite color, so I have no complaints. But here, the leaves stay green until it gets too cold and then they fall off.
It's very ugly.
Although, outside of my apartment there are many stubby little maple trees. Maybe they'll change color this year.
It's my first year in the apartment so I don't really know what will happen.

I discovered some of my old drawings from when I was little, and they're so cute. -v-
It's amazing to me how much my style's changed, even throughout my trip to Beijing.
It must have something to do with all the comics and manga I read. Oh well, I'm happy with my style of drawing now, even if it's a bit weird.
Tonight I'm sleeping in my own room, because school stars tomorrow.
I instructed my little sister not to read any more scary stories today, otherwise she'll force me to sleep in her room again.
It's so annoying.
But it gives me a nice feeling to know that I can comfort my sister.

Topic : Almost everyday life
Genre : Diary