Jan. 7th, 2009

lily_winterwood: (phoenix_cry)

...And I'm not really enjoying it. What's the matter with me? I used to love the place.
Maybe it's because the teachers I like aren't teaching me anymore. The only one left is the science teacher, and she's now more of a boss than a teacher. I'm her aide, not her student.
Maybe it's because my new science teacher dresses like a lumberjack and I screw up in his class a lot.
Maybe it's because my history teacher has a fearsome reputation.
Maybe it's because my language arts teacher bores me to death.
Maybe it's because my math teacher has a thing for assigning homework. Tons of it.
Maybe it's because I have P.E. after lunch.
Maybe it's because I have the same study hall teacher from last year--the one who eats in class and barely pays attention to what is going on in the actual classroom.

Or maybe it's all of the above. My school life sucks. Sometimes I just want to run away to a happy place.

In my happy place, anything can happen.

It's Rivendell. It's Portable C. It's Battlestar Galactica. It's a strange combination of the three. In here, I can do what I want, when I want. I'd sleep the whole morning (Eru knows I need it) in a soft bed in Rivendell and surf the Internet the whole afternoon in Portable C. After dinner I'd go up to the Galactica's observation deck and see the stars.

I'd talk to Laura Roslin, Arwen Undomiel, and maybe even my online friends. I'd walk hand in hand with a little Elfling and yet feel like a child again. I'd actually stop and smell the flowers and take in the sights.

But in the end, life goes on. I still have to go to school every morning and come home loaded with homework. In my mind, I'll escape to my happy place and be all right. Eru knows I'm all wrong elsewhere.


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