She is Maki, eager for fun. She wears a smile, everybody run.

The picture of me drawing in the train
which I drew in the train, because nothing better
 could come to my mind.

Uhh.. ghm I know, I didn't blog much recently.. Well, I didn't blog at all these days, but that is because there were some difficulties with the Internet I've been such a lazy Maki! Sorry.

Also, I was out of town and even out of country. I saw the sea! I go to see it every year actually, but last years I feel like "this time will be the last one". 

You see the color? Even after that they call it the Black Sea. By the way, this is my favorite moment:; I like the way the railroad turns, so you can see nothing but sea from the both sides of the train with the games of swans swimming around. Four days after we arrived we came to the beach to feed the birdies. 

My mum being awesome capturing the moment:

Ok, I have a better picture. Or do I?

Well yeah, I definitely have a good photo. You know why? Because this time the camera was in  my  hands!

Oh oh and I was happy to find the boat named "Doll", though to you it might seem more like "KYK/\A" 

([kukla]), but  it means nothing but "doll", only in Russian. I think, it's one of the best ways to name the boat.

Ha, and I also have a picture from an old old pharmacy, that is still in business today and has some kind of  an exhibition in one of its corners. I have a crash on the old tin boxes and cookie jars and cute pharmacy glass bottles.

Well I guess, nothing else have happened so far, except that I was mocked by a cackle of human females, as I was on my way home pretending being a big pink grizzly inside of my eared vest. Also, I drew a lot of stupid things and tried to figure out how I'll be hitchhiking in the outer space when I grow up a little. Are you ready to take care of me in the outer space, Boyfriend?

What does "period" mean?

I can't recall much of the story, because it happened when I was 9 or something. I was spending my summer in Crimea as usual, and I guess the grown-ups decided to cheer me up a little, so they asked me if I would like to ride a dolphin. A real dolphin! Well, hell yeah of course, Mum! The next day or week (?), we set out to the far-away-base where the dolphins were kept in the big open-air pools so you can ride them. First of all, you have to give a dolphin some fish to make him understand that it's time for a dolphin ride! Then, you should slog down the water and grab his dorsal and then ri-i-i-i-ide.

Oh, thanks!
Of course, I know I'm great at drawing dolphins!

After a few seconds, I understood that dolphin's skin seems familiar.. I know! Lenticular postcards! I used to enjoy scratching them with the fingernails when I was a kid (Now I just don't know where to get them).

Rest of the ride, I've been very concentrated on the dolphin's dorsal trying to scratch it gently so not to hurt the animal and its feelings.

Then, it was my Mum's turn. Then, another adult's turn and it was fun. She had her period, but nobody knew about it, so when she slog down the pool the dolphin wasn't going to ride her at all. Instead, he started to splash and dabble around trying to nuzzle into her. Pretty confusing. She had to left the excited dolphin alone with his minds. Was I the only one who wanted to see It happening? And what would happen next? Oh(

The staff tried to distract the poor decieved animal with fish, but he didn't eat it. He caught it with his jaws and swam to the side of the pool where that gal was standing. Did you get it? He wanted to present it to her and made her his first lady. But she didn't want it to happen and now she probably has an ordinary job and ordinary family with children from some guy, instead of being a dolphin queen. Ah, grown-ups.

By the way, I didn't know yet what "period" means, so when we returned to our home I didn't find anyone better than my elder brother to ask: "What does "period" mean?"

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Winter is gone! However, I see a snow blizzard outside, what a surprise! Anyway, it makes me feel less lame writing a February review when it's spring already.

I hate when a list has a round number of points, but now it's just a coincidence, I swear!

How I met Boyfriend.

There are so many websites where people can meet each other, but in my case Twitter happened to be the beginning of our relationship. Ahem, one-sided relationship.What should I do? How to inform this guy that I exist and already need him so much? Leave a clever and witty comment so that he notices? Or maybe tell him that he is cute? It'll be so stupid.. But so me, yay! (^-^ )/ I don't know how, but it worked. Maybe it's because I finally said something clever and witty too. 

I recall asking him about his favorite places in St. Petersburg where I was going with my class, because school excursions suck anyway. Then, I asked him about films, we started discussing them. He asked and I wrote a-hundred-facts-about-myself post for him. And then...

I understood, that I've never in my life met anyone not from my school. Especially from the internet. Especially a guy. Especially a guy in his twenties. Twenty six-ies. How could you, Maki?

Well, I tried not to think about it; setting out I brought my mp3 with me which had to help. However, the closer I came up to the meeting place, the more I went weak at the knees. When it was time to get out from the underground I began to hear the heartbeat.

I had already freaked out when I realize, that he isn't here yet. Hmm.. ok, no problem. I climbed on the pretty granite fence and started to wait..

All this time I was listening to a single song on repeat and began turning into a zombie. Actually I was pretending being a zombie all the next days (look, I just came up with the idea that it was all your fault, boyfriend).

I was still waiting, because he was texting me, that he is on his way stuck in the traffic jam. Then, he decided to call which freaked me out again.

 Finally, I saw how he literally jumped out of nowhere and began to circle around the monument. Meanwhile, I was observing from the fence trembling and being a zombie.

I was trying so hard, but I can't remember saying a word to him during that day. Except of a gloomy remark about how he doesn't appreciate his life in Tokyo. Well done, isn't it? :/

He took me to the book store, then, to the concert hall (I don't remember what we was listening to, because.. you'll understand).

Though, I remember holding his pocket with his books while he was trying to catch a taxi.

We drove to my house where the date should have ended, but not the way we both could have  expected. He tried to kiss me, but I buried my head in his chest. Pretty embarrassing huh.

That night I tried to make sense out of what happened. I was so confused.
We met again the next day after school and he was like "heey hello *meeting kiss*" and I was like *bam!*

(left right left right)

I wood never leaf you.

just a picture inspired by my granny.

I have a list (I have a thousand of lists. I love to make lists. Everything should be cute and listed.) of words with funny/strange etymology which I illustrate from time to time. And now I have enough words/illustrations to show.

Hello.

Just what I imagine every time I hear that word.
It's me btw, except I'm not even a flower.

I'll never understand if there is
another exсuse for that etymology.

Does it make sense?

Mermaids overload.

I watched Mermaids the other day and now I feel like "how could I put it off for so long? It's almost as great as "Lawn Dogs"!" Here are some of my favorite scenes:

As for me, I began to mistrust God when I was like 10 and my Dad gave me a children's bible. After reading a few Old Testament stories I was in almost in the same mood as when my Mum decided to confess that there is no such thing in the world like a selfless fat old man riding a herd of magic deer. I locked myself in the lavatory and cried. It was New Year Eve. Was my Mum tormented by her conscience? Or she just ran out of money which is more likely the truth? Anyway, I felt bad. And I felt the same way when I read the bible stories. I came to my Mum and whispered: "What do you take me for?". But when I grew up a little I had a period when I felt very shy and diffident, so when I succeeded in something I used to repeat "Oh, thanks God, I succeeded!" a lot, believing in what i say, without an idea that it can be a merit of my own. I feel better now though. Thanks to my a-little-more-than-necessary religious granny who makes me feel like I'm in a stupid comedy when she starts speaking about Jesus. I'm really sorry, Charlotte. It's all the grown-ups' fault.

RiverIsland dress, pink tight and knee-high socks from somewhere in Akihabara, sunglasses from Koenji, pink rabbit by ZaraHome Kids.

A bad memory.

Hello there.

It was already night when we got home (as usual). I honestly don't remember what happened, but by the time we reached the appartment I became very upset and started to cry, so I rushed out to the staircase which was located outside the building.

After I got bored to cry, I decided to return to Boyfriend and show him how bad he was! But huh.. Not so easy, Maki. GET THIS:

☆ The door has shut.
☆ It started to rain.
☆ There was nothing on my feet but my socks.

The only way to get back was to go down the stairs, then to get around the building to its front entrance. And whoa, I had no keys. And whoa whoa, all this was happening in Akihabara (FYI: it's one of the famous districts in Tokyo).

What would you've done if you were me? I had a plan, though. First of all, I was up to knocking the heavy steel locked door in hope, that, you know, Somebody will hear me. I failed on this step. Then, I was going to take all the trip down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo.. stairs, then jump from puddle to puddle to the main street where I should stay and wait utill somebody enters the door. 

Oh, Maki, how do you still live on this planet, what is your secret? You're such a loser!
NO I'M NOT! You want to know why? The back door two floors downstairs was opened haha.