Manfish

scottish weather

TERI HOMESTUCK POV

the SCHOOL LIBRARY always BUGGED you just a tiny BIT.  just to go along with the rest of the SCHOOL. libraries were supposed to be QUIET.

not this one, in particular. you see, the TEACHERS couldn't really CARE less. it always baffled you as to why IMBARLEY HIGH was never shut down. it was quite PECULIAR.

in your HEAD, you have devised a LIST.

a LIST of how your day at school WORKS OUT.

*you wake up, GRUDGINGLY as always.

* you get DRESSED and eat HUMAN FUEL. namely, CEREAL.

* you leave your house and are faced with SCOTTISH weather. you are not quite sure how to narrow down SCOTTISH weather, but you call it that anyway.

* after half an hour of hills, streets and GUINELS. you reach SCHOOL.

* friends are virtually NON-EXISTENT. you carefully decide WHAT TO DO, to make yourself seem less AWKWARD than things already ARE.

* it usually doesnt work out. you give up and head to the LIBRARY again. you pray the LIBRARIAN doesnt notice you ALONE. he'll probably ASK you what's wrong. you'd rather not talk about it.

* after the HELL that is locally known as SCHOOL is over, you walk home once again in SCOTTISH weather. you're still not quite sure what SCOTTISH weather is, you just call it that.

* you often try to devise a PLAN to make friends. people have approached you in the PAST. why they didnt STICK AROUND is still a mystery.

* after long hours of THOUGHTS you conclude for the 1,000,000th time the reason you have no FRIENDS is not because your MOUTH is connected to your BRAIN. your BRAIN forms sentences in ways SOCIETY does not agree with. like you have JUST DONE. even in the LOWER END of society.

* after THOUGHTS about FRIENDS and why you can think in CAPS LOCK you turn to the subject of love. the way your BRAIN works with PUBERTY is quite STRANGE. you MIGHT be bisexual, though you are leaning more towards HETERO. wait no, HOMO. wait, no. wait. you question why you get CRUSHES on people, they dont actually know you EXIST. if they do, it's in a very NEGATIVE light.

* eventually you come to the CONCLUSION that romantic crushes, at least in your situation, do not occur. no one likes you like that, and frankly, you couldn't CARE much anyway. LUST is something you experience at least.

* and, of course, comes the thought of FUTURE. as often as little girls do, you wonder: WILL ANYONE LOVE SUCH A ODDITY LIKE YOURSELF? maybe.

* while over-analysing your thoughts (possible explanation to your FAILING grades)  you have no idea as to WHAT is coming your way.

* but somewhere, way HIGH up in the UNIVERSE something is HAPPENING.

* whether it is GOOD or BAD is up to interpretation.