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 Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 11:27 am
Preface
Stages of life. People ponder and wonder and present their own stages of a human’s life. Whether it be birth, child hood, adult hood, old age, death, or maybe preschool, middle school, high school, college, work, and retirement. I still don’t think anyone’s really gotten it right. But you would think these people only look onto their own lives to find these answers because they can’t be the same to every person. So I don’t want anyone thinking that these are the guidelines of life that must be followed for fear of exiting the norm, although this might be considered your norm. Again, it is not my place to say. It is my place to say what I think my stages of life are to be.
Birth and preschool. Oh the happy times, oh the joy full times. Can’t remember much from them but I’d have to say they were my best years. Dress up with best friends whose names you forget once you leave the day care room, crying when your mom drops you off every morning, driving your over seer crazy when the only thing you want to do is play with the toy animals when it’s time for snack.
Elementary and Middle School. I group them because of how little I remember of the early elementary school years. Also because these years sucked and I couldn’t wait to have them over. School dominated my child hood and I only now have some freedom. Seven years in the same school, then another three with the same people you’ve been with for those first seven years. Talk about diversity.
The next stage comes in around my third year in middle school. This one is called Confusion. Confusion is when you hear everyone talking about how cute this guy is and how hot that one is, and you just don’t see it. How can they say that when he isn’t attractive at all! You say these guys are so nice, when the girl you’re talking with is much more to talk about.
Next is Realization and Struggle. Realization came around in ninth grade. When It really hit my why these guys were so not hot. The girls are. The Struggle came when I was set to find out if I really was or wasn’t gay. Then I had to hide my thoughts from friends and others around me.
Finally came Acceptance. Acceptance found its way into my life in my freshman just recently. I didn’t so much care about what I am, and I was even able to open up to some friends. This is my glory period and it’s still running strong.
So far there aren’t any more stages in my life; I’ll hit those when I do. For now I’m still living out my acceptance, and I really love it.-Passage by Morgan Harding from The Diary
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 11:33 am
Chapter One
Of all the possibilities I had considered for occupying my days of winter vacation, this was not one. I had been tricked-quite well might I add-into accompanying an old friend of mine on a ski trip. Alyssa had promised me life long gratitude, a beautiful view, and a great place to stay if I accompanied her and ‘some friends’ on a mystery vaycay. And it was all free. I wasn’t dead set against it, and my parents agreed when I asked so I assumed they’d talked with Alyssa’s parents earlier that day or week. Their overly happy smiles made the earlier suspicion gnaw at my stomach, though foolishly I ignored it. Alyssa wouldn’t set me up for anything…right? Wrong. Dead, dead wrong. Only later had I learned of the extent of my mistake. ✖✖✖ I loaded my bags into the back of Alyssa’s fathers SUV, keeping a small bag of essentials over my shoulder.
“Ya girl! I knew you’d pull through.” Alyssa clapped me on the back, almost sending me into the trunk of the car.
“Ya, ya. ******** off, thank my parents for this.” They’d forced me to go, saying they’d already paid Alyssa’s parents for my room; refusing to let them pay.
“Hey, don’t mope. We still have to pick everyone else up and let’s not have everyone in a pissy mood.” I cursed her under my breath and slid into the back seat, having already said good-bye to my parents. Alyssa slid into the front seat, swiveling so we could talk face to face.
“How many people are going?” I asked, resigned. The girl visibly perked.
“Well there’s me, you, Ram, Josh, Neil, Lily, Garth, Juli, Morgan, Jose, and of course Heather.” She swooned, giving a suggestive wink. Heather is her girlfriend. They’ve been gaga over each other since eighth grade, only choosing to come out now that we’re all in high school. Out of the group Heather and Ram were the only two I’ve ever met, the other’s name’s weren’t foreign but I had no face to match them with.
“Ya well…who are all of them exactly?” I buckled my seat and settled in as the car took off; FM radio going in the background.
“Well Ram is my second in command, you know if I can’t get to the meeting that day. Trust me you’ll know when you see him. Er Jose is the Mexican kid. Short, hyper, annoying. Just like you!” I scowled. “Then Morgan is tall. She’s the athlete and the person that handles all the cash.” She rattled off names and descriptions. I didn’t listen.
I had soon fallen into a light sleep. I felt the car slow to a stop and Alyssa jump out. I had no idea how much time had passed. Rubbing blurry eyes I chanced a look out the window. It was still dark, the sun only just peaking over the horizon.
“Oh hey. Sleeping beauty’s awake.” Other occupants of the car chuckled. My face burned in a deep blush and I turned. The boy who had spoken was sitting to my left. He had tan skin and dark, spiked hair. Deep chocolate eyes laughed and almost distracted me from his multiple piercing. “You got a little drool.” He wiped the corner of his mouth. My blush deepened and my hand flew over my mouth. He was laughing again.
“Stop being a jack, Ram.” The boy flapped a hand towards a blonde girl sitting behind him.
“I’m just joking with her. I’m not being mean or anything.” He chuckled and ducked a fist thrown from the blonde.
“I apologize for him.” The blonde spoke. “We need to take him for a little walk when we get there, stick a collar on ‘im.” She flipped her hair and settled back into her seat. Her chin jutted out in defiance, a haughty purse to her lips. “My name’s Julia by the way. Everyone calls me Juli.” I nodded.
“I’m-“
“Isabelle, we know.” Her cynical tone was thrown by laughing eyes.
“Alyssa’s told us all about you.”
“Oh.” I huffed out, head falling back onto the headrest.
“Ya, that’s Ram, I’m Juli and this is Morgan and Jose.” She pointed to the two bodies that sat to her right, directly behind me. I turned, flashing a smile to the boy who looked to be no older than twelve, and a very handsome girl. I was about to say hello to the two knew faces when Alyssa and her father got back into the car.
“Sorry for the hold up. You know how The Flower gets.” The remark enticed groans and chuckles from the others. “Alright Dad, that’s everyone so just go and don’t stop.” A tirade of questions from ‘what if I need to pee?’ to ‘what if I can’t wait that long for my walk?’ came from the two boys. Juli and Morgan simultaneously popped them on the back of the head.
“God, if they would only act gay maybe we’d get some peace out of it!” Juli groaned and pulled a pillow from the trunk behind her and pressed it over her face. The ride was quiet after that. I know I dozed off again because when I looked out the window again there was snow. I don’t mean a light dust. There was around six to ten inches along the side of the road. I looked around to find most everyone else asleep. Ram was silently nodding his head to the music on his iPod. I shifted, stiff from sitting still for so long and stretched up my arms so my fingers brushed the roof of the car. I felt Ram’s gaze on my as I settled again, but his eyes were back on his iPod when I looked over. I decided he creeps me out now.
Grabbing my small bag off the floor I rifled through it, pulling out one of the many books I had taken along-a real page turner, a book that made you think; The Da Vinci Code. The paged were bent and tattered from obvious over use. This book had gone from hell and back, holding onto its cover page by a thread. Absently I skimmed through to a favored part of mine and began reading. Although I could probably recite the whole thing I still liked rereading it. Now I was grateful for the silence though it was short lived. The others had woken again and were bickering amongst themselves. After ten minutes of this my already short fuse was about to reach its end but before it had a chance the car pulled off the main road onto a long winding side road that lead through thick snow covered trees and into a wide open expanse.
I must have missed the sign that announced our arrival because now we were at a huge ski resort parking lot. The car slid expertly through the mess and up to a separate gate. The sign said ‘Residents Only’. A guard at a booth stopped us and asked for identification before tiredly waving us on. He seemed annoyed that he had to open the window of his heated booth only to have us go right on through. Alyssa’s dad drove on past an array of different cabins until he reached an exceptionally large one.
She was out of the car almost before it was stopped and began unloading the back. I moved slower than her, but faster than the others as I moved from the nice warmth of the car into the freeze outside; I understood her haste. Grabbing bags of all sorts and slinging them onto my shoulders I got a look at the car that Alyssa’s mom was driving behind us, carrying everyone else. Rushing into the large cabin I caught the bright eyes of another girl. Pink lips opened in a smile before Alyssa pulled me inside.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 9:46 am
Because I like your name! Yeesh it isn't like she's molded after you. >P I mean as far as I know you don't have a girlfriend [hur hur aside from me XP]
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