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[18 Jul 2005|01:04am] |
I get to go to I get to go on a road trip with Bobby! Mr. Summers gave me permission. Bobby said we're going to go scare his mom. I don't really believe him, but I don't care. I've never been on a real road trip before and I've never been taken anyplace just to meet somebody's parents before. Plus, I get to go away from the school for a little bit this summer, which is neat since I was starting to think I might be the only kid without anywhere to go. Even Mr. Summers suggested finding me a foster home, but I'm not going to be somebody's charity case. This is better because this is the X-men's home and it's going to be my home too.
I do get to go back to my old home this summer too, though. Mr. Summers said he was going to try to set up a trip to Genosha. I know he only wants to go to see Miss Grey and maybe the Professor, but he said he'd take me with him. I don't even know what to think. I get to see Freakshow again, see if the little squirt liked my letter and find out if he's eaten anybody else lately. I get to see Shola again, show him all the tricks I've learned being here at the school. I hope he's started sleeping again. I worry about him, but I bet with Miss Grey and the Professor there they'll work something out. I get to see Callisto again, too, but that's probably not so good since she's probably going to be pissed that I swiped one of her knives. I didn't think I'd see her again this soon, but maybe I can just explain. Since that worked really well last time. Or maybe I'll just tell her I'm Miss Munroe's pet student and that'll save me.
Gah. Miss Munroe. I am never going to get this project done. I should've known better than to do both countries, but sombeody's got to represent Genosha and there's a ton of stuff on Viet Nam that I can use. There's even an X-Man from there named Xi'an. I wonder what she's like. Her power sounds kind of scary, but I bet she's cool. She'd probably be disappointed that I don't even know that much Vietnamese anymore, though, but I bet I could relearn it from her. We could pair up, maybe take off from here, first to go help in Genosha and then back to Viet Nam. We'd be huge celebrities...
Right. Project. Stop this and go do that.
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[09 Jun 2005|11:59pm] |
This is so weird. The Professor'd probably be happy, though. He looked so disappointed when I told him I didn't like to read, but what? There's music out there to dance to. Who wants to be cooped up in a house with some words that do nothing but sit in a page? I should've told him I liked poetry, though. That might've helped. Or else he would've laughed at me. Nobody in high school still says Shel Silverstein is their favorite poet. I tried saying Emily Dickinson for a while, but even "Hope is the thing with feathers" didn't stick with me then like this did. Plus Freakshow picked on me when I told him that, but he picked on me for liking poetry at all at first. I miss that little spaz so much lately. Why couldn't he've come with me? That would've been great. I could've made Wing fall off the roof--that was so perfect, could never have done that with anybody else, and I bet he's still pissed but I know he'd have done the same thing to me if he'd had a way--then Freakshow would've been at the bottom to scare the shit out of him worse. Except he'd probably want to cheat off me in classes, and he'd be mad that there aren't any teams for sports here. Oh well. I would've shown him the library. They've probably got books on sports there to tide him over.
I found the one book again the other day in the library. I can't believe people exist who don't love Shel Silverstein. They can get away with it, though. Some of them, anyway. The ones with eyes like rainclouds can. They can if they remind me a little of Hack before he flaked and went to hang with Unus. Speaking of little spazzes.
Anyway, I'm putting this here in case the library starts to miss the book, even though I don't think anybody else is going to want it any time soon.
( Where the Sidewalk Ends )
Found some other books, too. For such a small school, the library in this place is insane. You could get lost in it. I wonder if it has a restricted section like Hogwarts. That's probably what I was invading when David came in, all the stuff Kate showed me. You'd think in a school with telekines and fliers running loose they'd do more to hide it, but hey, their loss is our gain. Unless they want us to find it. Gotta be easier than teaching sex ed to a school full of mutants.
That's about the only class we don't have here, though, and if it's anything like the rest of them, it'd be hard, but in a good way, mostly. They started a couple new ones a little while ago, both taught by the same guy. I keep wanting to do to the dance class, it sounds like fun, but it's probably too late now. I should find him and ask.
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Perfect by nature
Icons of self-indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that
Never was and never will be
Have you no shame?
Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled
Look, here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh, how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled
Without the mask, where will you hide?
Can't find yourself lost in your lie
I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore
It never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled
It never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
Somehow now you're everybody's fool
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