September 15th the time is 4:40.
Today when I woke up it was to Niki. She was in the kitchen, from what i could tell and she was talking VERY loudly on the phone. My door was open again and instinctually i checked my phone. Time read 5:29 am. Which is way too early. For anyone to be up at any time. Including me. The rain was loud against my window as well. Clearly yesterday was the only day i would be going out hiking this week.
After a few unsuccessful minutes of trying to go back to sleep to the lull of the rain interrupted each time by Niki. I pushed my way out of bed and began to get read for school. I dont know if Iāve mentioned this but my school doesnt have a very strict dress code. How could it, its the only main high school in miles. So i sometimes find myself wearing the same outfit every day.
Spoiler, im wearing the same outfit as yesterday. I would show you but Im not to keen on showing what i look like on my photography and journaling blog, so youre just going to have to use your imagination. I wore the same dark green shirt and blue pull over jacket. The jacket is something i could never go without, its like a favorite of mine and its just a comfort. Even if its fraying at the edges. I still have mentioned the need for new clothes to Niki, and by the sound of it, now is NOT the best time.
So i slipped into another pare of too small pants and then grabbed my headphones, phone and phone charger before heading down the hall. I entered the kitchen at 5: 37 and narrowly avoided Niki who was pacing the room and talking aggressively into her phone. Something about situations that were out of her control. The rain was still going strong as i snuck around her, she gave me a small apologetic smile before being distracted again.
I dont particularly like loud noises so while i waited for the water for my chai to heat up i pulled my headphones over my ears and just watched everything move around me in a muffled state. Niki tapped my shoulder when my water was done, because I hadnāt heard the beep of the electric kettle. I filled a cup and dropped in two spoon fulls of chair tea mix. Niki gets it from the farmerās market every Saturday.. or every Saturday shes free. We are almost out and she hasnāt had any time in the recent weeks to get more.
She paced out of the room again as i stirred in a bit of milk and sugar. My mug is a handy travel mug that Iāve had for a long time. I dont remember who or where i got it from but its a worn dark purple with a clear chipped top. which i put on before checking the time again. The clock above the stove read a blinking 5:56. I still had a while before my bus arrived. I considered leaving early, but the rain outside the window made it very unappealing, especially with how hard it was falling. Instead i stepped past Niki. Who still was on the phone and into our living room. Its a small space with a couch facing an old fireplace that had been there since i was a child but Iāve never seen lit and floor to ceiling windows looking out at the forest behind our short and unkempt lawn.
I did what i usually do when im not doing anything and began to look through my phone. I dont have many social medias and even less messages. Im pretty sure the only contacts i have in my phone are Niki, Karl and ⦠Well not that many people. I have a few spam caller IDs saved for no real reason. I dont pick up calls from strange IDs. My other apps are just for this blog. editing, and photos. Also notes. Since before i got social media i was stuck to typing in my notes app. Thereās about two years worth of entries. All the way back to freshman year i think. I dont go back unless i need something, and in that moment i didnt.
So maybe youād like to see some of the photos i took recently. Besides the ones from my hike. I dont really remember ⦠when i took them. But the time stamps all said either yesterday or a couple days ago. Thank god for technology.
If i were to guess the last two were pictures of town as i road the bus home and the first looks like some sun set from a trail. Or maybe the last. Actually yeah the last is from the nearest general store. The one is MY town and not the one across the pass.
That general store mainly to provide necessitiesļæ¼ so you dont have to go all the way to the larger town to get things. Especially if its snowing or anything like that.
Again the last few days has been very wet and rainy. Maybe if Iād begged Niki to stay home that day she would have relented. But i didnt and instead of that i left the house at my usual time, this time with some forsight, bringing a raincoat and rain boats. My bus was on time and i have never been happy to see it even if it smelled wierd sometimes. The rain was relentless all the wya to school. So badly that at times we had to go slow because we couldnāt see the car tail lights in front of us.
The same woman said hi to me and this time i said hi back. I dont think she heard me, which is okay. I listened to my music as i rode and tried again, not to fall asleep. Its just been one of those days when just sitting is exhausting.
When i reached my stop i didnt even have to pull the string to stop the bus, the lady just knew. The rain outside was freezing, and the second i stepped off, my hair was soaked. I had unfortunately not put my hood back over it. and now it was useless, all i had to do was get to school.
I didnt run but i walked quickly. I dont like to run much because it makes me feel extremely out of breath and my feet feel much to heavy to lift. Anyway when i got to school the whole enterance was full of puddle of water on the tiles and muddy prints everywhere. I feel bad for the janitors. Even with such a small school it would be hell to clean up after the students. To hopefully save them some work i throughly wiped my feet on the rug haphazardly laid out and avoided stepping in any other messes afterwards.
I went to my first periods. Nothing happened. Nothing ever happens. At my free period i went to the library and helped Karl organize some shelves. The library is the warmest part of the school, its a common known fact, so for most of the time i spent in there it was uncomfortably crowded. Not to mention that amount of kids skipping to meet up with their.. er partners like usual⦠Well it was a little overwhelming. Im glad i brought my headphones so i could either listen to music or just block out the loud waves of chatter and other things.
Karl asked me how Niki was, and i told him about her stressful case and he told me to wish her well and mentioned he might stop by with Sapnap to bring her a casserole. Sapnap is his husband i think, i dont know him very well and Iāve only met him a few times. I just know he, Karl and Niki went to school together in this very high school. Itās sometimes crazy to imagine my sister going here when she was my age. I wonder is she had the same old and dusty teachers as me or if they were young back then. Sheās not very old. I promise you shes not.. anyway.
After lunch which stupidly i had forgotten AGAIN. Eve e with all the extra time i had this morning, i stepped down the hall to English, the final period of my day. My teacher, Mrs. Chin, greeted me at the door. Unusually enough. I knew immediately something was up. She smiled at me and handed me a packet. It wasnt thick but she told me to read through it and asked me if i would look into applying.
When classes officially started i started looking through it and realized it was multiple applications for various scholarships and colleges in the area. I never reall considered going to college. Looking foreward like that is always so strange to me. But i did my job and read through most of them. They all were for people like me. If there anyone like me in the world i would be surprised but they all offered discounts for those with talent and all sorts of things. There was even one for writing. Writing is fun but i if i were to ever go to school for anything, it would not be for writing.
I tucked the packet into the inside pocket of my slightly soggy backpack. I forgot about it all until i got home. I took the bus like i usually do. I mean, I hadnāt gotten a text or even interacted with niki except for that silent tap ont he shoulder this morning so i assumed she would be out late again with her job. Its still too rainy to do much of anything. Its windy now too. It sort of blows the rain into your face and pellets you with it . It feels like tiny pebbles being thrown at you.
Walking and waiting for the bus was horrible. They need to put some sort of shield from the elements at this stop. I know they wont because the town has no money. Its common knowledge that theres very little money left in this town. The people who are living here are living on the scraps of a long forgotten gold industry.
When the bus arrived i was so grateful, even if the ride was longer then normal and people starred at me longer then comfortable. I dont know why they starred at me.
My house was dark when i got home at 3:50. I turned all the lights on. Its weird when im home alone and itās dark. I made more chai for myself and sat at the kitchen table to do some homework. Something for math that was assigned. Its not something i worry too much about. When i was finished i began to search for something to eat, but the kitchen is mostly empty of food. Just another thing i have to remind niki to get. I settled for a piece of toast with honey and peanut butter. Its enough to satify me for awhile.
Now im just sitting on the couch watching the rain and the distant dark forest. Thereās not really any street lights of any kind this far away from the main areas of town so its crazy dark out there, even though the sun doesnt start to set for another hour or so. Iām not really busy, i was maybe going to read more into the packet my english teacher gave me or whatever. again if anyone is interested in asking questions, please do. The time is now 5:13.










