Field Trip

Yesterday my classmates and I were let out of the straight jackets to visit a college library...It was rather interesting. It involved my going from the second floor to the basement and vise virsa three times on those steep steps (that you can look down through and see people on the lower floors) before I saw the elevator. The moving bookshelves in "The Lower Level" (sounds ominous to me, but that's what the map said) were very...purple. As the rest of the place was gray green and varying shades of white, some of my classmates just stared and blinked at the sudden color exposition. Yes I made the shelves move, and no I didn't shut someone in there. I thought about doing it to a classmate (who should have been named Loki) but after one of the younger girls tried to do it to our teacher, I didn't get a chance. I helped some girls find their books (after I figured out how the shelving worked...).

During lunch on campus, one of the girls my age gasped and kept telling me to look behind me. It was a college boy. Tall, pale, with black messy hair and the slight attempts of having a beard. "Oh, Ivy" She looked at me and back at the poor kid. "Isn't he perfect? Oh...he's beautiful. Ivy, he's god-like." Her eyes were glued to the boy who was trying hard to study his book. "Oh, college boys are so much better than the ones at school. He's god-like. Ivy, can you imagine what our kids would look like?"...I have never been so embarrassed in my life.

After lunch I checked out the writing center, but mostly I sat at a desk and tried to scribble down a few ideas. When I came back to my group's study room on the second floor, most of my classmates were back. One came in with her eyes bugged out, eyebrows up as high as they could go and she was bouncing, ever so slightly, as she stood there. Every once in a while her head, arm or shoulder would twitch. She had drank two cappuccinos and was almost finished with her large Mountain Dew. I was afraid we would need to tie her up on the bus ride home.

Ten minutes later, I checked out the books I needed from the massive library and climbed onto the bus. Ten minutes from school we had to stop at a small feed mill because cappuccino girl had to use the bathroom... Once back at school we were sent to join the kids who had not gone on the trip and were in the last class of the day. I walked in there, saw teens talking, sitting and laughing. Cappuccino girl and one of the boys from the trip came in, later than I was. The boy shuffled his feet, dragged an extra chair next to the one in front of me and placed his bag on the table. He looked at me, "I'm so tired. I slept all the way back." This said, he collapsed on the chairs, curled up and went back to sleep. Cappuccino girl started talking at a hundred miles per hour and tried to wake the sleeping boy. He groaned, and she sat on him. I got up and went to the professor in charge of the class. "Can I go to the library?"

Snow Days

School had to close for today and tomorrow. It appears the current weather makes it unable for our medications to be delivered. I have enjoyed peace and quite instead of screams and yells. My cell has been cleaned and I am being allowed to bake a little tonight.

Hopefully, we will have even more snow and I will be able to go sledding with Tristin. Aric has told me his college campus has closed as well and we are both rather excited that we will get to talk to each other more over the glorious internet.

As I watch the snow fall I keep thinking of stories to write, problem is I have so many I don't know where to start. Sometimes I wonder if that is part of the flip side to writing. Either way, I would not stop writing for all the world. Nothing is completely bad or fully good. All things have a little of both.

Crazy and Calm

It has been an interesting time for me. Lots of things are going on right now. The weather is getting colder, not badly, but fall is most definitely here. The Fall Festival we have having at the square is this Saturday and I am working a shift in a booth to help raise money for my high school class. Mom and I got blue spray for my hair...I intend to put it to good use for the booth. Show how badly we poor (literally) crazy little ones need to find new medications... on the other hand, I could end up putting ward mates in padded cells and straight jackets (if they don't have one already) and scaring people away from the booth....hmmm....

At the same time, I have to deal with high school on a regular basis. The teachers are doing their best, but class is dreadfully boring...I am counting down to the release time from the moment I step in there. The food is like nuclear waste with cardboard on most days. I want out, what I won't do for a way out.

Tristin went out of town for a while, so I was asked to take care of his dog while he was away. Abbey is a sweetheart, and I love her, even though I normally hate dogs. She was so happy to see me when I came by to see her today. I had left her outside all day as per Tristin's instructions, but she must know how to escape the chain...I walked up to the house, after being released from school and she comes running to the front yard to greet me. After last night's fight to get her in the house, while leaving the ball outside, I wasn't surprised to see she had the ball in her mouth again. I played with her and petted her until I had to leave, poor Abbey, I felt so bad leaving her chained up outside :(. Good thing her owners are back. :)

I still spend any free time I have talking to Aric. He texed me earlier saying he would be back in a bit because "Dinner is being obstinate" I had the image of Aric chasing a chicken around the kitchen, trying to get it into the cooking pot. I don't even know if that's what he is eating, whatever it is, it appears to still be alive.

I might be busy, but I still have time to unwind. I have one of my favorite books, oranges, a cat on my bed and a family who loves me...now I just need to print off that Bible Study worksheet...

Homework

Though I am grateful to have a study guide, I don't want to use it. I want to dive into a world all my own. A place where fairies play in the backyard, and nymphs splash in the creek. Dryads melt in and out of trees while elves wander through the ancient branches of the woods. A place where dragons hide their hoards under the rolling hills and hobbits tend to their gardens. I want to see dwarves metal working in the barn and unicorns running across the fields. I want to travel Middle Earth, walk with Aslan through the forests of Narnia. I want to fly to Neverland and battle pirates with the Lost Boys. Wander through Sherwood Forest whilst clad in green, and talk to giant snow leopards. I want to ride through the air on the back of a dragon. To enter a world where my close friends and I can save the kingdom from a tyrant and help place the rightful king on the throne. I don't want to study for this test, but I will, because I must. I will try to stay focus and not slip off to my fantasy world, though I long for the days I didn't have to be so grown up.