Dear Diary,
The people around me keep me very entertained. It's finals week here, and everybody is overly stressed, the tension rising with every passing second. They are acting as if failing one test is the end of the world and their life is over. I try to convince them that life does indeed go on, sometimes for longer than you intended.
I'm writing to you from the kitchen as I cook spaghetti for the girls in the dorm. I love the look of boiling water and the crackling sound of the crimson sauce heating up, reminds me of better days.
We've had visitors who have come to look at the college, it's no surprise that their accents are thick, they are supposedly from Russia. I met one of them, blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin - everything you would expect from a Russian, except one extra feature - but you wouldn't understand that one, so I'll leave it alone for now.
Earlier today, I ran into Jessica
"Hey, did you hear?" She told me, as she crossed my path, that saying was never a good one, you knew that no matter what it was going to be some kind of gossip that she wanted to spread along to everyone else.
"Hear what?" I asked, I hear a lot of things in a day, I may have already heard what she had to say.
"Elizabeth, Jacob, and Tristan all dropped out today, just dropped all of their classes and left, no one has heard from them since."
"Really? That's strange.. I wonder why." I said, knowing exactly why they 'dropped out', it wasn't by their own free will.
"Yeah, I hope they are okay. Well, that's all I really had to say, just wanted to let you know!" she said heading on her way to her next class.
Our guests should have known better than to show up on a Friday, tsk tsk, you'd think they would learn after hundreds of years and folktales - Friday is my party day! Bonfires tonight.. no wood necessary - bring your marshmallows.
Ivy
Friday, December 4, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Entry Two
Dear Diary,
I sat in class today, chewing on my pen as the professor went on with the boring lesson in his monotone voice. I kept looking out the window, the Georgia rain is beautiful and calming. So many people had colorful umbrellas, but I prefer to walk in the rain, soaking it all up, it's so freeing.
Once the bell rang I was out of that class, I had so much on my mind and I wanted to walk.
Up and down all the hills, the rain pouring, wondering what was going to happen. Why was I left alone in this world? I had no one and nothing, people around me finding their 'soul mates' or getting ready to return home to their families, and I will be sitting in my dark room with only the sound of the wild animals to keep me company.
I kept thinking about him, we were once so happy and in love, it was all so long ago. He told me he loved me, and that he'd never leave me, he said he knew what he was getting into. I should have known better than to believe him. Nobody ever knows what they are getting into when they become a part of this life, they only know what they read in stories or see in the movies, they just don't get it. I'm just glad that he's on the other side of the world, in Romania, where I don't have to deal with his horrible behavior. If he were here, I would be obligated to get rid of him - permanently.
As I was walking I was so focused on my thoughts that I almost ran into Jason - literally.
"Sorry, I was 'in the zone' " I said jokingly.
"Yeah.. I could tell. " he looked troubled. Out of all the powers in the universe, mind reading was not one of them, though I desperately wished it was - at least some of the time.
"Are you alright?" I asked, maybe he'd willingly offer the information.
"Yeah, I guess so.. It's just.. well. Nevermind." He said, I knew he wanted to say it, but he just wasn't going to offer it up so easily.
"What? You can talk to me you know." I said, thinking maybe I could have a human connection, he started walking, thinking, his hands in his pockets.
"Why.. just...I don't get it Ivy, why are girls so complicated?" He said. Ah, Rose.. making life complicated as always.
"What do you mean?" I asked, as if I didn't know, I can't just give my opinion without the specifics or it's one of those 'you knew and you didn't tell me? why didn't you tell me?' oh cuz people always shoot the messenger.
"I love her Ivy. She's amazing, but something is always wrong. She either wants to go out and party, or she thinks I'm talking to my ex girlfriends too much, she thinks she's fat, she thinks I think she's ugly - which is ridiculous, because she's not. She thinks I'll cheat on her, with some stupid girl that I went out with ONCE!" He said exasperated.
"She's just insecure Jason. I'm sure if you just reassure her, things will be fine." I said trying to be supportive - even though I'm not. What I really wanted to say, my faithful friend, was that she's just stringing him on, afraid of commitment and that she wants any excuse she can find to make him as miserable as possible so that he'll leave her and she's not the bad guy. But I wouldn't ever say that to him, in all my years of living, I've learned that people need to make their own mistakes.
The conversation continued on for a few minutes, when he decided he wanted to go think about things and left. It was raining after-all and who likes to stand in the rain, right?
Diary, I don't know what to do right now, I wish I could tell him my secrets, he should know the truth don't you think?
Until the next time, your faithful friend,
Ivy
I sat in class today, chewing on my pen as the professor went on with the boring lesson in his monotone voice. I kept looking out the window, the Georgia rain is beautiful and calming. So many people had colorful umbrellas, but I prefer to walk in the rain, soaking it all up, it's so freeing.
Once the bell rang I was out of that class, I had so much on my mind and I wanted to walk.
Up and down all the hills, the rain pouring, wondering what was going to happen. Why was I left alone in this world? I had no one and nothing, people around me finding their 'soul mates' or getting ready to return home to their families, and I will be sitting in my dark room with only the sound of the wild animals to keep me company.
I kept thinking about him, we were once so happy and in love, it was all so long ago. He told me he loved me, and that he'd never leave me, he said he knew what he was getting into. I should have known better than to believe him. Nobody ever knows what they are getting into when they become a part of this life, they only know what they read in stories or see in the movies, they just don't get it. I'm just glad that he's on the other side of the world, in Romania, where I don't have to deal with his horrible behavior. If he were here, I would be obligated to get rid of him - permanently.
As I was walking I was so focused on my thoughts that I almost ran into Jason - literally.
"Sorry, I was 'in the zone' " I said jokingly.
"Yeah.. I could tell. " he looked troubled. Out of all the powers in the universe, mind reading was not one of them, though I desperately wished it was - at least some of the time.
"Are you alright?" I asked, maybe he'd willingly offer the information.
"Yeah, I guess so.. It's just.. well. Nevermind." He said, I knew he wanted to say it, but he just wasn't going to offer it up so easily.
"What? You can talk to me you know." I said, thinking maybe I could have a human connection, he started walking, thinking, his hands in his pockets.
"Why.. just...I don't get it Ivy, why are girls so complicated?" He said. Ah, Rose.. making life complicated as always.
"What do you mean?" I asked, as if I didn't know, I can't just give my opinion without the specifics or it's one of those 'you knew and you didn't tell me? why didn't you tell me?' oh cuz people always shoot the messenger.
"I love her Ivy. She's amazing, but something is always wrong. She either wants to go out and party, or she thinks I'm talking to my ex girlfriends too much, she thinks she's fat, she thinks I think she's ugly - which is ridiculous, because she's not. She thinks I'll cheat on her, with some stupid girl that I went out with ONCE!" He said exasperated.
"She's just insecure Jason. I'm sure if you just reassure her, things will be fine." I said trying to be supportive - even though I'm not. What I really wanted to say, my faithful friend, was that she's just stringing him on, afraid of commitment and that she wants any excuse she can find to make him as miserable as possible so that he'll leave her and she's not the bad guy. But I wouldn't ever say that to him, in all my years of living, I've learned that people need to make their own mistakes.
The conversation continued on for a few minutes, when he decided he wanted to go think about things and left. It was raining after-all and who likes to stand in the rain, right?
Diary, I don't know what to do right now, I wish I could tell him my secrets, he should know the truth don't you think?
Until the next time, your faithful friend,
Ivy
Friday, November 27, 2009
Entry One
Dear Diary,
The darkness of my room is beautiful and terrifying at the same time, the color red running through my veins. Here I am, alone, confiding in you once again.
I sat in the coffee shop today. He was there, across the room. I couldn't help but stare at him; dark hair, glowing skin from a day in the sun and eyes that could pierce through my soul - if I had one.
Quietly I was there in the corner, pretending to drink the coffee I ordered, and holding a book I would never read. It was as if he moved in slow motion, a smile coming across his face as his friends said something unintelligent. I wondered what he would think of me if he really knew my secrets, the ones that only you, my faithful diary, know.
His eyes found me staring at him. I jumped because I was so focused and wasn't expecting him to look, my eyes quickly found my book, glancing up every now and then. He got up from his table of friends and walked over to me, I pretended not to notice. He sat down across from me, hands folded as he leaned onto the table, a slight smirk on his face.
"Hi, Jason." I said with a sheepish grin, putting my book down.
"Ivy, why didn't you just come over and hang out?" He asked.
"Oh, it just looked like you were busy with your friends, I didn't want to interrupt." But the truth my faithful friend, is that it was bright over by the window with the sunlight glaring in and I wanted to admire him from afar.
"You know, we are friends, you don't have to always sit so far away." as he said that Rose walked through the door, his girlfriend.
Her looks changed based on her mood, one day she would be a blonde, the next a brunette and the day after a head full of dark black curls. Today she had black hair, red lipstick, and wonderful high heels. Oh if only I could stand to wear them longer than 5 minutes, I might be found so much more appealing by the normal human standards.
"Well Ivy, it was nice talking to you! Feel free to just come over if you want, you don't have to be alone you know." he said as he stood up walking over to her. What did he even see in her? She was so wrong for him, but only I seemed to notice. She doesn't even like him, she just knows that he'll stick around because that's how he is. Faithful.
Well diary, it's late, and it's dark I have big plans tonight. Until next time your faithful friend,
Ivy
The darkness of my room is beautiful and terrifying at the same time, the color red running through my veins. Here I am, alone, confiding in you once again.
I sat in the coffee shop today. He was there, across the room. I couldn't help but stare at him; dark hair, glowing skin from a day in the sun and eyes that could pierce through my soul - if I had one.
Quietly I was there in the corner, pretending to drink the coffee I ordered, and holding a book I would never read. It was as if he moved in slow motion, a smile coming across his face as his friends said something unintelligent. I wondered what he would think of me if he really knew my secrets, the ones that only you, my faithful diary, know.
His eyes found me staring at him. I jumped because I was so focused and wasn't expecting him to look, my eyes quickly found my book, glancing up every now and then. He got up from his table of friends and walked over to me, I pretended not to notice. He sat down across from me, hands folded as he leaned onto the table, a slight smirk on his face.
"Hi, Jason." I said with a sheepish grin, putting my book down.
"Ivy, why didn't you just come over and hang out?" He asked.
"Oh, it just looked like you were busy with your friends, I didn't want to interrupt." But the truth my faithful friend, is that it was bright over by the window with the sunlight glaring in and I wanted to admire him from afar.
"You know, we are friends, you don't have to always sit so far away." as he said that Rose walked through the door, his girlfriend.
Her looks changed based on her mood, one day she would be a blonde, the next a brunette and the day after a head full of dark black curls. Today she had black hair, red lipstick, and wonderful high heels. Oh if only I could stand to wear them longer than 5 minutes, I might be found so much more appealing by the normal human standards.
"Well Ivy, it was nice talking to you! Feel free to just come over if you want, you don't have to be alone you know." he said as he stood up walking over to her. What did he even see in her? She was so wrong for him, but only I seemed to notice. She doesn't even like him, she just knows that he'll stick around because that's how he is. Faithful.
Well diary, it's late, and it's dark I have big plans tonight. Until next time your faithful friend,
Ivy
Preface
This is a blog purely for entertainment purposes, these are NOT real events, just made up stories. Thanks for understanding.
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