Now I'll turn the keyboard over to someone who never got a proper introduction (mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa):
Um, hi, everybody! I'm Nessa. My full name is Agness Choa, but I think that sounds like an old lady's name, so I won't let anybody call me that unless they're really, really mad at me. But people don't usually get mad at me, because, you know, I love the whole world, I really do. When I graduate from high school, I'm going to move to Seattle and be a barista at a really cool independent coffeehouse that, you know, cares about the environment and uses recycled everything. Because, you know, I'm an elf, and elves really care about protecting the trees and the forests and the water and everything. I'm getting all emo just thinking about the trees and the forests now. I mean, I know there's environment here in Kansas, but I just don't feel prairie grass. Trees are spiritual. You know, like the Ents and stuff.
This is me and my sister Claudine.
Claudine keeps rolling her eyes when I talk to her but, you know, she talks a lot herself. That's how you can tell we're sisters. Claudine's boyfriend Flynn is really really REALLY handsome, but you know who I like best? The new guy, Kit. I don't think he's interested in dating right now, but I'm going to keep trying.
Kit rolls his eyes at me too, but he rolls his eyes at everything. And these are the twins.
They just ignore everybody and look snooty. They won't even tell us their names. Sejong says that's because they're Japanese and the rest of us are Korean, and he wants to challenge them to a swordfight to preserve our Korean honor, but I think we all need to be friends and whatever, and Sejong just needs to chill.
That's all. 'Bye for now.
Edit to add meme gacked from tubbysnuggles (this is my result, not Nessa's, as if you couldn't guess):
|You Are Dr. Bunsen Honeydew|
You take the title "mad scientist" to the extreme -with very scary things coming out of your lab.
And you've invented some pretty cool things, from a banana sharpener to a robot politician.
But while you're busy turning gold into cottage cheese, you need to watch out for poor little Beaker!
"Oh, that's very naughty, Beaker! Now you eat these paper clips this minute."