| Dear Diary, Midterm fever is running wild in the mansion. Students are frustrated and anxious and studying their brains out over these tests. On top of that, they still find time to bicker at each other over nonsense like "who took the salt?" or "I need that book, too!" ARG! Gives me a headache. Here it is, well after 11PM, and children are still up, screamin. I'm sittin on the roof, writin and tryin to forget about everyone else in this blasted house. Don't seem to be workin. Rogue's been up here, Storm's been up here, an' Cyke jus' won't leave me alone. Had ta throw each one of them out so I could think but, the noise is so loud. Thinking about jumpin off this roof and endin it all right now. I know, I know,.... stupid idea. If this pain don't stop soon, Cyke's gonna have ta start lockin the knife drawer! Joy, someone else is comin up to see me..... Logan. Ahh, peace and quiet from him. He's sittin down beside me an' lookin over my shoulder. Spose I should go, now. He wants to give me a "massage". Ha! Ha! The last massage anyone got, had nothin to do with hands. Ouch! He's startin.... an' ya know....itt aiin' halff baad. Telll ya tomorrrow. RETURN |