365 days, 524 recipes, 1 tiny apartment kitchen {and 6 days 'till Hell, oh I mean school}

Julie & Julia: A.K.A. my favorite summer read next to the Hunger Games series (have I mentioned how much I love the Hunger Games?). I started it, uh, two days ago? And I'm on page 100-somethingth. I feels accomplished. This book sounds a lot like what all my friends in text, but not so much the aspect of French cooking. Some favorite excerpts:

*"Unbidden, the word violate popped into my head. 'It's like bone rape. Oh God, did I just say that out loud?'"

*Of course the cow I got marrow from had a fairly crappy life- lots of crowds and 0vermedication and bland food that might or might not have been a relative." (Sounds a lot like America, don't you think?

* "'It's like eating life. It's almost like eating my own life, you know?' 'No, not really. But it's a hell of a good steak, sis.'"

... And that's just two pages. Think of the other grotesque and/or funny lines in the other 307 pages? Why is reading about other peoples lives so much more fun than your own? Seriously, it's true. Don't deny it. Unless you're highly famous, or extremely rich. Then I'll let you off the hook. Other than that, it's undeniably true.

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For me, and probably the rest of the youth of New York, school starts in 6 days. Six. Miniscule. Days. How did summer go by so fast? Oh joy, Wake Me Up When September Ends is echoing in the back of my head. Not what I planned but okay.

What did you guys do this summer? Vacation in tropical locations? Get bitten to death by mosquitoes in sleep-away camp? Doze the days away? Study? (the last one was a joke. honestly) I went to camp, which explains why there's a good month-long chunk of time blank where blog posts were supposed to go. No exotic vacations. No cute tell-tale romances (or any romances for that matter). No plastic-encased memories from ridiculously overpriced gift shops. Just some pictures on my camera and a bunch of new friends. :-)

-Unknown Athena

Guilt...

... And I'm not talking about food here. Actually I am, but not in the anorexic mind-set I would usually be speaking of. I'm talking about hunger. Not that hunger you get just every once in a while or after sports. I mean real hunger. The kind you feel every morning, afternoon and night. The one you sleep with and pray that one day you can get seconds or just have more food for you and your family. I've been obsessing over Freerice.com lately and find it quite addicting. It's almost like school, but in an easier, more fun way. Every answer you get right, Freerice donates 10 grains of rice to help end world hunger. My account has donated over 21,000 grains of rice. Now I don't know for sure how much rice that is if I saw it in front of my face, but it makes me feel good I can get to level 10 on the Spanish subject (they have other languages as well), or somehow manage to get to level 5 on the French one (even though I have no idea how to speak French to save me). Besides Spanish and French, they also have:

-Italian
-German
-County Capitols
-Flags of the World
-Geography
-Chemistry (Basic & Full)
-Math (multiplication & pre-algebra)
-English Grammar & Vocab.
-Literature
-And Famous Paintings

So pretty much everyone besides the music obsessed (A.K.A. myself and my friends) and those who wish to keep learning other languages (A.K.A. me and my other friend) is covered.

In other news, my friend Mischief Managed told me some random news that even I did not know: So my school system thinks the term "foreign language" sounds racist (?), so instead of foreign language, they now call it L.O.T.E (Languages Other Than English). Wierd, I know. Now... Who thinks that foreign language sounds racist? I don't. Weird xenophobes...

-Unknown Athena

P.S. How did everyone fair with Hurricane Irene? I got a few branches and such scattered all over my backyard but that's it. Oh, and we have a bit of flooding and a ton of wind. It's creepy.

NaNoWriMo (No, this is not an Alien Apocalypse)

Okay, who knows what in the name of Earth is NaNoWriMo?

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Neither did I until I checked on my Blogger-News-Feed-thing and saw my lovely friend Mischief Managed's newest two posts. Both of which are about her NaNoWriMo entries she attempted at. She says she failed. I saw it rocks. Just for the sake of being bored and wanting a cute read, read the freaking post. It'll take you a mere three-five minutes, depending on how fast you read. If you can't read online to save yourself (hi! *waves madly at you*), maybe it'll take five-eight minutes. But who cares about time. It's the summer, where we get bored with the amount of time given to "finish summer reading" (hahaha, summer reading). So please, just read it. Maybe even post a comment. It would be nice. I did. You can too. You have fingers, and a proper education. Just do it. Like Adidas, or wait, is that Nike?...

-Unknown Athena

I'm Back!!

Woah.... Is that.... Oh mah Gawd you look so familliar! Do I know you? Yeah... I think I do... Are you...?

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Yeah cool I'm back from camp. *Cry* I knew you guys missed me! Okay maybe not. You have lives so it's no biggie. But yeah I'm here again, back to civilization with icky noise pollution, small skies, too much electricity.... No me gusta este ciudad. Did I say that right? Hope so....

Camp was great, as usual. All the people I saw in years past were there again, as well as a bunch of new people from near and far. There were girls from Venezuela, France, Taiwan, China, Turkey... Let's just say it was hard to rant a mile a minute. The counselors were from all over as well. There were people from Scotland, England, Ireland, Australia, and in places I-can't-pronounce-because-I-only-took-one-year-of-geography.


There's my lovely wrist. It acquired quite the load of bracelets this year. I have more on my wrist as I type this, but it's 10:20 p.m. and I really don't feel like taking the time to take another pictures and re-uploading all 300-something of my pictures and videos on my camera (my camera's weird... Okay?).
There's everyone's lovely feet as we wait on the line for camp store. All the times my anorexic mind-set kicked in and said not to buy candy and junk when I was 15 numbers away from being called in. Surprisingly I did quite well maintaining my weight for the past four weeks. Even when I ditched the second Ensure Plus for the last two weeks (the nurses didn't notice. how sad)...

Oh joy I'm too tired to finish this post. Well, have a good night everyone!

-Unknown Athena