A really vivid dream

A creak awoke me from my dreamless sleep. My eyes slowly opened. The blured image I saw soon started clearing. I was facing the wall. While one hand was slipped under my head, the other lay on top of my blankets. I had forgotten to turn off the lights. My eyes started to close again.

Another creak caused my heart to jump. My eyes were wide open as I felt something large against my back. My eyes darted back and forth while I tried to remain as still as possible. There was a thud as something heavy hit the ground. The thing against my back started moving.

I stifled a scream as something started to wrap itself around my arm. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that it was white and covered in scales. At once I knew what it was, a red eyed white snake.

My heart beats started to go faster as I realized that this was the end. This giant in my room could kill me with a single bite. The snake started wrapping itself around me faster. My will diminished as it squeezed harder. As it turned my body around, I struggled to breathe before sinking into the darkness.

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Okay... last night I had this really weird nightmare and so yea, this is basically based off the nightmare. And it sucked because I really thought it was real and it was really vivid. Plus, I woke up in my dream and I thought I was actually in my bed and that it was really happening. When I woke up actually I freaked out and searched my entire room. Then I realized that it was actually like 5:30 in the morning... aig. I keep waking up so freaking early.

Joy

Today, I woke up at like six in the morning!! Yay! Finally I woke up late. The other days I've been waking up at five in the morning.... anyways, I made my way down to the dining hall at around 7:30. There I found this little puppy roaming around with Brownie Mrs. E's rather annoying dog, it kills baby monkeys.... and then carries them around for hours. Anyways, this morning it was playing with the tinniest cutest dog. I had only found out like two days ago that it's name was Joy.

It belongs to Mr. Jung, a Ridgewood dormparent. So I kind of got late for school, well I felt late because I left later than usual, because I was playing with it. It is so tiny and whenever I left it alone, it started whimpering and then it climbed up one step and got stuck. It couldn't get down which was so adorable!!! So I had to climb back down and help it down this one step. Then it licked my hand and ran back to Mr. Jung.

A Bird and A Ring

Today I walked into the 12th grade lounge in midlands for check-in and found to my surprise a little bird perched on the back of one of the chairs. At first I thought I was hallucinating, I only had about three hours of sleep due to my rather annoying cough which kept waking me up in the middle of the night at odd hours. Then I thought it was just a toy or something. Once it moved and cocked its head to the side did I realize that there was in fact a little bird in our lounge.

Once I had the sorted, I wanted to know where it came from. I found out after a minute when Swati came in that it had come in through a bathroom window and wouldn't leave, no matter how hard the girls had tried to persuade it out a window. It had eventually come to rest in our lounge where all but one door remained closed in hopes of it exiting the room.

Check-in started and girls started pouring into the lounge and exclaimed at the rather alive and animated bird in our lounge. It was rather annoying though that some of them started screaming when it came near. All it was trying to do was find a way out of a chaotic situation. At times during check-in it would aim for the lightbulbs only to plumet to the ground, catching itself just a few inches from the ground and pulling upwards towards the nearest spot to rest. It rested on a string attached to the tubelights on the ceiling that was there to hold decoractions up for Midlands open house. Its chest moved quickly up and down as it tried to find its way out. Finally, when check-in was over. Ms. Ronita and a few of us managed to get it into the room that connects our lounge to the Rec Hall where it found a spot to rest near the window. We opened the doors to the outside and left it to find its way out when it was ready to move again.

Another rather strange thing in life right now is a ring. Yesterday in the morning, Hazel was in a rush to go somewhere, as usual. Spotting me, she handed me a ring. She ran away while calling out not to lose it and to return it to her today. Perplexed, I carried it with me to my first class where I put it into my pocket. During the duration of the class, I pulled it out and tried it on my fingers. The only fingers it would fit on were my ring fingers. Not wanting it to fall out of my pocket or risk losing it I wore it on my right hand. After an hour of wearing the ring, I got irritated with it and switched it to my left hand. It remained there for the rest of the day, night and this whole day.

It's kind of an ornate ring. The ring has a square which is outlined with two bigger stones (real or not it's pretty) and four small stones. On top of the silver square is a black rose rises about a centimeter from the square. I've grown rather comfortable with its presence. Of course when Hazel asked for it back, I reluctantly started pulling it off my fingers. Seeing that, Hazel offered to let me keep it for a few more days. Gladly I accepted. True, I will grow attached to the ring, but I will give it back. It's just funny that I could get accustomed to a ring on that finger.

Just a few surprises life throws at you. :)

The Ups and Downs of Stats

I have to admit, even though I usually dislike Math, I have come to really like Stats. For the most part I get it. In class Shelby and I are the ones who usually get whatever is being taught. It is a nice feeling, knowing what is going on in class, especially math classes. So, I understand it, I like the class, you may be wondering what the downside of this class is.

My Stats teacher Ms. Philip, is one of the most annoying, immature and frustrating teacher that I have. He discourages everyone. There is this one thing he does. He likes to make quizes that we have to use excel for. The questions he gives are so freaking confusing! He makes it so hard. EVERYONE gets horrible grades and we keep getting worse. He doesn't see that. We asked him if we could try having a normal quiz today and once again he doesn't take our opinion into account. Everyone was so confused. I finished part a which was probably like two points. BUT part b and c looked like something worth like 20. AND he never helps either. He gives us these hints that suck.

I really dislike... **sigh**

Speaking of weird teachers... Mrs. Datt my AP Biology teacher has taken a strange interest in me. She keeps asking me how I'm doing. She does that to no one else. People in class have started giving me these weird looks. She does it all the time.... it's frustrating. I kind of wish that she would go bug someone else.....

Anyways, I have English. We're reading Hamlet.... yay! Not really.... Oh and we have RE RETREAT!!!!!! We're leaving at 4:30 from New Road I think. Anyways, I am off and will probably be back like tomorrow late night or something.

CYA!

The Dash for the Flag Pole Area

Most days after first lunch, students mill about here in Woodstock looking for places to hangout if they have no work to do. One common place as the sun reluctantly comes out is the Flag Pole Area. The most sought out place is the square that the flag pole is situated on. Students may recline there while absorbing sun, reading a book, talk amongst themselves or even sleep to pass the time by.

Of course who uses it is based upon the time. First come first serve. On most days, my group of friend, currently (although I do have a slight dislike for one of the six), occupy the area. It begins with Kathryn who runs to the flag pole and claims it as her own. She then promptly lies down on it. Then Swati makes her way over and using Kathryn's bum as a pillow. Then, if it is not a choir day, I make my way over with a book and sit on the side closest to the railing. Opening my book, I absorb myself into reading it, usually to the point where I get so lost that people have to shake my to get my attention. Then if Hadisa is not busy, she joins us but dirfts off to the computer lab but sometimes returns to us. Unforunately Simi always has music first lunch and therefore does not come to join us. Of course Nikki has a boyfriends who she goes off with during lunch so we see little of her.

Anyways, coming back to the present. Today, someone made it to the flag pole area before us. Kathryn was just running up the steps when they made it to the flag pole shouting victoriously. It was rather strange. The three other girls piled themselves onto the sqaure smiling victoriously while Kathryn looked very upset. She went and sat on the window sill where she was joined by Hadisa and Swati.

Of course none of the younger students seems to compete for the Flag Pole Area. I think it's just mainly because they don't feel like challenging the Seniors. It is sort of weird wielding this "power" over the younger grades. Anyways, that is all for now. I am off to AP Bio... let's hope Mrs. Datt doesn't decide to single me out again.....

Quarter Break Plans and the Hawaiians!

Last night I called my parents in hopes of asking them if I could go out for QB. Their response was, "If you send us a mail of an acceptable plan for your Quarter Break, we'll think about it." This response can be broken down into two different parts. Part 2 (I'm doing part one two first because it's shorter to explain) : We'll think about it. This basically means, 99.99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999% no, but I'll cling onto the 0.00000000000000000000000000000000000000001% chance of them saying yes.

Part 1: If you send us a mail of an acceptable plan for your Quarter Break. This means that I have to send first, a detailed description of what I'll be doing, like... super detailed which is just annoying as death to write up. Two, which is also equally important to them and maybe more, background checks on all the people I'll be around. It's INSANE! They want to know ages, religions (biggy for them), gender (another biggy... guys are not allowed to be put on the list unless they are younger than 10 years old), where they have lived, their work/job, history of stuff... and so on. If I don't include it, they call to ask and then I have to explain why it wasn't in the email. You might be wondering why I'm asking them if I can go when I can technically sign myself out and go anywhere I want. It is because I kind of need money to get around...anyways...

So, I of course fell asleep thinking about that. Last night the weather was bad enough. Storming, hailing and all that. AND I also had a nightmare. In this nightmare, I decided to go for Quarter Break without my parents knowing. They had decided to come and make sure that I didn't go anywhere. when they found out that I didn't tell of my real plans, they locked me in this closet and I started suffocating. I panicked and when I woke up I was just in a bad mood. Not to mention, I'm sore from dance practice but I do have to practice if I want to perform.

Moving on to today. The Hawaiians reached today!!!! :P I wanted to go straight to lunch but I had choir so I couldn't.... :'( However, once choir ended, I went down and when I saw TJ, I ran and gave him a hug. Then I saw Kamu and Lindsey too. I was so super excited during lunch. Of course I'm going on the RE retreat and hopefully I'll be motivated enough to write afterwards about what happened. ACK! I have to pack. It's this Friday and we'll come back Saturday night. I find it disappointing that we can't have long RE retreats but since we are going down to Dehradun for the retreat, due to the number of people, we can stay for only so long. Hehe. Of course I'm also happy that Mr. Wilkins couldn't keep them away even though he said that he thought it was a bad idea for them to come back. HA!

Anyways, I have to go finish my homework so that I can be done by the time dinner starts because after dinner is play practice. After play practice it's down to dorms for dance practice. Then it will be time for bed. I feel so busy, but I think it's good for me... except that I feel a bit sore, but I'll get over that, it's only for the next two weeks.

Till later.

Descriptive Paragraph from Hike Day

In an earlier post : All Senior School Hike Day, I said that I wrote a little descriptive paragraph about a walk. Well I got the notebook back from Mr. Plonka so yea.

A dark path covered by the outstretched branches of the tall pine trees. A gentle still breeze flitters through the trees coaxing them into a sway. The air no longer smells of cow dung, reminders of the touch of mankind, as the breeze brings the smell of the earch, fresh and crisp, in the passing of morning. The crunch of the gravel and dirt give way to a small, narrow, zig-zagging stone staircase that ascends up the slope of the mountains, beckoning. The quiet chirping of the birds is interupted by the rustling of the dead grass as travelers quickly pass by. The breeze passes all drawing gazes to the bold mountains and the majestic snow peaks beyond.

Sorry, it's not much. It's just a bunch of thoughts put together from the walk up.

Missing Jeeta

I didn't do much to the picture except add the words. I got onto Facebook today and realized that one of my second cousins had tagged me in a photo. I hadn't gone to her page in a long time so I did. I immediately started crying because the image of Jeeta at the very top of her page. Even as time passes, it still hurts to know that she's no longer here and sometimes the pain just intensifies by a single memory or picture.

All Senior School Hike Day

Okay, I lied, there isn't another part to my last string of posts, I couldn't write the next day and decided not to look that far back. I need to concentrate on the things that are happening now. If it makes you feel any better, you didn't miss much except a yelling session in Ms. Preeti's office, which wasn't too exciting except apparrently, she really likes to tell me stories because my eyes get big when it gets to the exciting bits. I don't understand but apparrently it is very cute....

Things are okay right now. I called Wolfy yesterday morning (which for some reason feels so long ago) and unfortunately got called 'Merlin.' BUT maybe that's a good thing for both Wolfy and me because I realized that I need to call more and talk to him because it really does make me feel better, even if its just me rambling. I need to remember that, rambling to my big brother is a HUGE help. As usual I miss him loads, and I really hope he does read the stuff that I put up because a lot of it is for his benefit, after all, he's the one who got me into blogging and he's my big brother. Anyways, about yesterday : ALL SENIOR SCHOOL HIKE DAY!

To be honest, yesterday was interesting and tiring. Oh yea, it was more like Senior School WALK day, except for one hike that actually was physically challenging and went on an actual hike. It seems like the teachers are just about as eager as the students when it comes to hiking, with exceptions of course. Since I am an editor for the school newspaper, I went on the Journalism Walk. This consisted of going to the bazzar, conducting surveys, writing stories, rating hotels and rating momos (also the only reason some of the non-journalism class students wanted to come for, well I guess buzzar was a huge motivation too).

Anyways, the day started off with students heading down (or heading up) to the dining hall where everyone recieved a packed lunch; it consisted of an orange, candy bar, juice box and three hot dogs. Afterwards, I headed up to Hanifl with Shalaka and picked up Zarina along the way. At Hanifl we meet up with the staff on the trip. After a quick lecture, we walked past Hanifl Center and made our way up towards Fairy Glenn and past it to the top of the hill. I wrote a descriptive paragraph about my walk which I might put up, once I get my notebook back from Mr. Plonka. We crossed path with the Creative Writing Walk group who were at Fairy Glenn.

Afterwards, we were left to our groups/pairs to head into bazzar and get ourselves a story. I was paired up with Swati and we made our way in and started surveying people. Questions included stuff like "How much pocket money do you think a Woodstock Student gets in a month?" Someone actually said "At least Rs. 10,000-20,000." Anyways, I was trying to get the survey done so that Plonka wouldn't get mad, but Swati entered a salon and wouldn't leave until she had her eyebrows done.... I was like.... "HELLO!!! WE HAVE COME TO THE BAZZAR ON A SCHOOL DAY TO DO WORK!" Of course as usual, she was all like "It's fine. Don't worry.... blah blah blah." It was no use, I always worry. Thankfully after that she was more cooperative and we started interviewing more people.

At once point, we almost got kicked out of Dominos. We walked in and we thought we'd survey some people in there because they were just sitting there and be more willing to talk, hopefully. The first woman was willing to talk because she and Swati had gone to the same school. The man was willing to talk because his son is going to Woodstock (we didn't know until later just saying). Unfortunately, we forgot to ask the people who ran Dominos if we could survey their customers. The manager came out and kind of yelled at us. Thankfully the man came and vouched for us saying that we weren't doing anything bad and all that. BUT after that Swati and I made sure to ask the owners before we asked the inhabitants of the shop. I guess you do learn something new each day.

2:00 pm, all the students on the J-walk met up at the Ferris Wheel where everyone had a go on it. I had to admit, I was freaking out a bit because of the height and I'm sure that if Wolfy was there he would have just laughed at me and then given me a hug once I got off. It didn't help that Swati told me about how the Ferris Wheel had collapsed once before and started talking all about Final Destination. Once I got off I sat down and concentrated on other things. The momo rating time started and everyone agreed that Kalsang momos were the best. The momos were all labled A-E and we were asked to rate them on different categories. First place went to Kalsangs, second to Domas, third was a tie between Le Chef and this little dhaba place and last place went to the momos from Happy Valley (three students had gone there to get a story on the Dalai Lama coming to Happy Valley for its 30th anniversary but came back dissapointed because he was coming in September not March as they had heard. On their way back they picked up the momos).

Once the ratings had ended, we were allowed to roam again and Swati dragged me all the way to the other side of the library bazzar just because she felt like it. Then we made our way to Kalsangs where we had something to eat while she waited for her boyfriend. Once her boyfriend got there we headed to the video game arcade. I felt funny because I hadn't actually gone to Kalsangs and then to that same arcade in a long time. I missed my big brother and didn't play much... and just watched Swati and her boyfriend for most of the time. After that Swati made me half run through the bazzar to get to Chaya because we had to walk while her boyfriend took his moterbike.

I still think it's unfair because I was carrying her food and her water and her notebook so of course I lagged a bit over which she got a bit mad at me for. Then in Chaya the two were all yea... and once again, I was the third wheel. YAY! Not really.... so I just went outside and roamed for a bit. Then because she was saying goodbye to her boyfriend we didn't leave until about 6:37pm and ran to midlands. When we got to midlands I was dying, out of breath, had a stitch and saw that the time was 6:52pm. This is why I don't like going places with Swati, I must remember that before I nearly kill myself trying to get back to dorms for check-in.

I shuffled back to my room where I changed and collapsed on my bed. I started crying because I missed my cousin and my big brother. Afterwards I was so exhausted that I just fell asleep at around 7:15 and didn't wake up until 6:15 this morning.

Oh, and um... here is the latest Eve's Droppings from the Tiger Online : http://woodstocktiger.org/?p=1944 It's just mainly because I do it and I thought I might just add it at the end of this little post because I was talking about Journalism anyways.

Epic Fail Cartoon: All Senior School Hike Day

The link to the EPIC FAIL:

http://woodstocktiger.org/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/epic-fail0001.jpg

I felt like putting it up because it is relevent right now I guess...