Things have changed...again.  I just awoke rather pleasantly, though I plan on returning to bed in a few minutes.  There's someone there, though not in the manner that probably first occurred to any who read this.  Everything is right in the world once more...though I wonder how long it shall last.  Hmm.  Well, I suppose that I will make the most ( Read more... )

Last night, all was well with the world.  Something I thoroughly enjoyed happened, and...well, the details will have to be omitted for reasons that I don't care to divulge.  It was wonderful, and I was content.  This morning started out somewhat the same, though a bit confusing, and then progressed into something completely different and not as ( Read more... )

My mother was found today ( Read more... )

I have arrived home, and a new dillema has arisen that requires not so much my immediate attention, but more then local law enforcement's:  my mother is missing.

Apparently, she disappeared this morning while I was on the plane, and since she was seen before the plane landed but after it had taken off, I am not a suspect what-so-ever.  I don't ( Read more... )

Several things occurred during the course of this day.  Things that, while I am certain I can handle without any problem, do intrigue me a lot.  It all began this morning as I was making my way from Social Studies to English.  Geoffrey Chaucer stopped me out of the blue and, in a manner most ecstatic--which is his usual--asked to speak with me.  He ( Read more... )

It has been hours since my dinner with Jane Austen.  Hours which I have spent cleaning and washing dishes, since I do not believe a dirty home becomes me.  I have quite an amount of opinions as to the occurrences of the evening, and I will make some of these known, while others shall remain rather obscure, as I divulge what I wish, when I wish.

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I have done something I did not expect of myself:  I asked Jane Austen to meet me for dinner tomorrow night.  I do not know why I did it, it simply seemed the thing to do at the moment.  Now I must stick to my decision, and so I have sent her my expectations of time and place, along with my address attached so that only she may see it.  I do not ( Read more... )

I have found that as my days in this institution become more fluid--not that I have had enough time for true fluidity to occur, but nevertheless--I find more and more interesting people to converse with.  Perhaps the vengeance I take on my mother will not be neither as vicious nor as deadly as the one I had previously envisioned myself undertaking ( Read more... )

This morning I awoke with a terrible headache and a stuffy nose.  I sincerely hope I am not acquiring the flu, because that would be unfortunate.  I have decided, after patient analyzation of those of my future classmates that I have met via these most intriguing chronicles, that they are not all bad.  Some of them truly seem to be interesting.

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I found my mail.  It was under the rug.  What sort of person slides an envelope under a door hard enough to make it go under the rug? If the rug were not so utterly distasteful that I had to roll it and stuff it in the closet, I would never have found my mail!  I hope not everyone in this school is as much of an idiot as whoever it is that ( Read more... )