Mmmmm… Yawn. I’m a little tired. I stayed on last night after you left.
\nBishop, who didn’t have school today, stumbled across me hibernating on
\nLegends, so we went back over to DS9 and chatted for a long while about life
\nand stuff. How come the really deep discussions come really late (or very
\nearly)? Anyway, it started storming really big. My dad came upstairs to
\nunplug my computer, only to find me on it. That was not a pleasant scene. I
\ntold him I was writing a paper, which I was. But he was upset, even though
\nhe went back to bed, and it -was- really lightning a lot, so I said goodnight
\nto Bish and unplugged the computer. I’d still only written the first
\nparagraph of my paper. It was 4 a.m. by then. I went to bed, setting my
\nalarm for 5. Even though I’d been pumping myself with caffeine and sugar, I
\nwent to sleep right away.<\/p>\n
The alarm went off much too soon. I stumbled over to the computer and
\nplugged it back in. The storm was over. I wrote the rest of the paper very
\nquickly. The next thing I knew I had four pages, so I whipped up a closing
\nparagraph and put it on disk to take downstairs and print it out. All this
\nwhile watching the sky getting lighter and lighter and night turning into
\nday. I don’t see that very often.<\/p>\n
I wanted to get to school early so that I could stick the paper in Allums’
\ndoor before he got there, considering that it was due on Friday. I got
\ndressed in the spaghetti dress, as Denise calls it, and found my shoes that
\nhad been missing since the hole was cut in my closet (it’s still there). I
\nwore my newly trimmed hair down. It was odd getting to school so early in
\nthe morning. I haven’t had eight o’clock classes since that was the only
\ntime Greek was offered as a freshman. The parking lots were deserted.
\n Allums’ door was securely shut. Good, I thought. Then I drove over to the
\nForestry Center Building where Career Day was going on. They were just
\nsetting up, however, and wouldn’t start till nine, when my first class
\nstarted. Funny thing is, I walked in and there was Dr. Allums. I guess he
\nhadn’t checked his office yet, since there was stuff in the box on his door.
\n He had to be there since the dean of fine arts was in the hospital with eye
\nsurgery. He seemed annoyed at having to waste time standing around
\nrepresenting whatever he was there to represent, although Dr. Allums is the
\neasy going type and doesn’t show annoyance very often. I stood around and
\ntalked with him for a long time about philosophy and just.. stuff… we even
\ntalked about Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. I drank a cup of coffee on
\ntop of the green tea I had on the way to school. Kilroy rolled in, and I
\nexchanged pleasantries with him. Then it was time to head to class.<\/p>\n
Everyone who knew me was surprised to see me dressed up, since I always wear
\njeans and a t-shirt. Dick caught sight of me and grinned. “Hey… Jonah!”
\n He’s always telling me I should get my hair cut and wear more feminine
\nclothes and stuff. Dr. Schaefer saw me, did a double take, and said, “I
\nwon’t even ask.” I tried to talk to Paul after class, but I wasn’t making
\nmuch sense. I mentioned that when I didn’t sleep, I thought. He mentioned
\nthat that was dangerous.<\/p>\n
As I walked across the quad to get to psych class late again, I passed the
\nfreak. “Career Day. Forrestry Center. I’m going at noon,” I yelled out to
\nhim. “What?” he asked, “Is that an invitation?” I shrugged, walking
\nbackwards and yelled back, “Sure. Be right there at noon.”<\/p>\n
Somehow I stayed awake in psych class, although I had a really hard time
\nlistening. I didn’t take many notes. Larry was waiting for me when I got
\nback to the fine arts building. “You gonna walk?” he asked. I laughed and
\nled him to my car. I had to move a bunch of junk out of the way for him to
\nsit down. “I’d hate to see your room,” he remarked. “Want a piece of gum?”
\n By the time we got to the forestry center, career day was over. It ran from
\n9-12, right when I have classes. I didn’t really mind. I was too out of it
\nto really care. As the freak and I drove back, he asked, “You wanna get
\nsomething to eat? You wanna go over to the library?” “And do what?” “Talk?
\n Maybe that’s not such a good idea. Wanna watch a movie?” I was silent.
\n “You wanna go home, don’t you,” he said. I nodded and dropped him off at
\nthe cafeteria.<\/p>\n
I dunno. I’m kinda getting used to the guy. The more I’m around him, the
\nmore I like him. I feel sort of comfortable with him. I’m not trying to
\nimpress him. I only say what I think, not what I want him to hear, because I
\ndon’t care what he thinks. He’s certainly different from everyone else at
\nUM.<\/p>\n
I came home and went to bed. I didn’t even eat.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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