| monday, december 4th |
 "There was a puddle— she hadn’t noticed it before. It was spread directly under the sun, with flowers ringing the surface. She drew closer to scrutinize the flowers, but when she stepped over the hazy water, a sudden sinking feeling pressed into her heart.
There was no sound, no splash. When she emerged, no droplets clung to her; she was completely dry. Glancing around her, she noted that there was no exit or entrance. It was a complete circle; a diamond, filled with creamy liquid; a glassy blue sun, crashing with waterfalls— it was an isolated oasis, with no way in or out. The high rock walls rose from deep within the earth and encircled the water, like a stone bowl, carefully crafted by the hands of gods. The grass melted into sand, leaving the water lilies stranded on the shoreline. There were no imprints in the sand; only the soft, echoing waves of the wind that had molded the untouched earth.
Birds sat in the canopy of the trees. At first glance, Rosa had dreamt they were the sparkling tropical flowers only islands could breed, but upon further inspection, she realized the petals were indeed feathers. They were the size of petite chickadees, drawn out in outrageous, rich colors, such as passionate violets, deep greens, sterling sapphires, and waxy corals. Like little bells, each bird squat, cheeping and squawking, sounding like chimes or violin strings concentrated in a single jar.
" copyright alexis @ time Haha. I had the best sunday in WEEKS. I was over Morgan's house, which is a giant castle, for reference, with my bio lab group (otherwise known as the Chao Garden, yes, it's nerdy, ok, yes, yes, mew??). Granger was over first, and I brought stuff from the bakery (b/c I knew Zach loved rainbow bites) and we attempted to do practice tests, but I just ended up arguing with him over colleges..... I hate that all my friends are seniors, because they will all be college bound in a few weeks, and as they spend all day playing their new Nintendo Wii, or, in Zach's case, WoW  , I will be in the corner, trying to make sense of things.
Ok, so anyway, so then Morgan drives us all to pick up Zach, and in the car, we listen to a mix tape I made her. Now, this isn't just any old mix tape, it consists of special songs, such as Eye of the Tiger, Total Eclipse of the Heart,
Concerning Hobbits, Lovers' End, SexyBack, Legend of Zelda (Come to Town), etc. It's a great thing to sing along to. Personally, I was singing Bad Touch by heart. But you don't know that. Back at the house, we studied some more. Then I had brought my... memory card... and showed them my little CHAO. And knowing me, as most of you do, mine are all cute with girly names (Ruby, Ophelia, Lolita, Bow, Moreta, Ganache, Ilumese, Zelda). And I played with her puppies, and oh, I could be so nerdy, yet not feel nerdy. I even discussed cosplaying!!! Haha, I think I'm going in June, but we're still trying to figure out what show to do. It's sick, sick I say. Then I went home and frantically attempted to write up my AP US History homework. What else have I been doing of late? I've been hanging out less and less with my old friends because the guys are either fairly retarded or assholes, and all they do is smoke pot and talk about how fucked up each other is. Morgan and I drive around Sands Point, this area in my town where the huge manors are. We drive through the maze-like roads, stopping and 'adventuring'. I even took her down to "THE SPOT", the beach where I hung out all summer. We went at night, and walked along the water. It was such a beautiful sight: the city lights, glowing, flourescent; the airplanes like fireflies; the clouds barely visible, slightly streaking; the water running back and forth, crashing and simmering. The grass rose up to the trees and curled around, and I felt that places like these, now these the stuff of dreams. And then she took me to this creepy place alongside the trainstation, and I was freaking out because it was all dark and spooky... and then the train came by, and it was quite eerie. I spent last weekend at my step-grandma's house. My step-cousin has been staying with her for a while, and he's really nice, so it was a fun night. He cooked for us (oh my god, it was incredible), and then he kept making me all these drinks... and he was a bartender, so the drinks he made were frickin awesome. They were uber strong, without tasting like it. I drank...errr... 3 tequila, 1 sangria, 1 margherita (eww bad alexis), and then I had a slight tummy ache  . But all in all, good night. The next morning I felt much better, and just laid around in my pajamas, drinking coffee. I wish I could live there, I really do. I would love to change my blog name. I know I've kept as this since I was 12 (hence the slight morbidosity of it), but, I want a change. I would really love to rename it "the girl that fell from the sky", but that's definately too long. My poor Jadey is sick. I've attempted to give her medicine, but the stubborn thing won't take it. Hmm... what else? Life's been wrapped up in formal papers, scribbled homeworks, dazed clubs, and otherwise tedious ping-ponging schedules. I can't wait for winter vacation, can't wait to go upstate. I need a vacation. I've been feeling a bit cold lately; cold in the sense that I haven't been held in a while. You know? Or maybe you don't. I don't know. Morgan and I had a discussion about this, and I just burst out crying, and oh, it was just so heartrending. I hate being passionate sometimes. The way I think, I drive myself crazy analyzing, overanalyzing, stepping back, observing. It's hard to throw myself into it-- I need something to ground me. Until then, it's abstract all the way (eat your heart out existentialists!). Question of the day: "Fish or french fries?" shannon 
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