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Wendy: Peter Pan! Oh, Peter, I knew you’d come back! I saved your shadow for you. Oh I do hope it isn’t rumpled. You know, you look exactly the way I thought you would. Oh, a litter taller perhaps. But then… (laughing) You can’t stick it on with soap, Peter. It needs sewing. That’s the proper way to do it. Although, come to think of it, I’ve never thought about it before. Sewing shadows, I mean. Of course, I knew it was your shadow the minute I saw it. And I said to myself, “I’ll put it away for him until he comes back. He’s sure to come back”. And you did, didn’t you, Peter? After all, one can’t leave his shadow lying about… and not miss it sooner or later, don’t you agree? But what I still don’t understand is how Nana got it in the first place. She really isn’t… Oh, sit down. It won’t take long. She really isn’t vicious, you know. She’s a wonderful nurse, although father says—

Peter Pan: Girls talk too much.

Wendy: (laughing) Yes, girls talk too— Hmmm? Oh.

I’ve been notified I talk to much. I tried to let it not hurt me too much. Why didn’t I get any of my father’s good traits? I inherited fondness of material things and sporadic overspending, factualization of opinion, and  verbousness. I didn’t get the studiousness. I guess I can thank him for being tall. My mother is of average height, though she seems much bigger due to beastliness of personality.

I’m not going to be sorry for “talking too much during movies” though. Because it’s great fun, at least when I’m with people who also like providing a running commentary of whatever cinematic feature we’re watching. I mean, how can you enjoy a bad movie except by actively tearing it to shreds? I didn’t talk during The Dark Knight or Gladiator, those are movies worthy of my silence. But how can you get mad at me for belittling Never Back Down? Whatever I was saying was way better than whatever the Tom Cruise look-a-like regurgitated.

I am really enjoying the material for my psychology class. I can’t say the class itself is very interesting. It pretty much consists of group presentations and powerpoint slides. But I always enjoy going to the library and doing the reading assignments (I have to go to the library because USPS has misplaced my textbooks) because not only are they interesting, but, dare I say it?, they make me think. It’s like when I learned about the Doppler Effect. These things are so common in everyday life, yet I never stopped to think about why or how it is.