This might be short...might be long Idk

Weekend sucked.
Found an escape from the School again. Right now I am on a stolen laptop taking a rest from flying while needing to finish this outline by morning. Should arrive to school on time.

Since Tilla tagged me I will get this out of the way

1. Each blogger must post these rules first.
2. Each blogger starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Blogger s that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 8 things.
4. At the end of your blog,you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don't forget to leave them a comment,telling them that they've been tagged and to read your blog

1. No matter what time of year it is the School is always hell
2. I still don't like enclosed spaces
3. Remotes and hairbrushes do not feel pleasent when colliding with one's skull
4. I do not see why decorating the cages makes it any less intimidating
5. Flyboys look retarded with santa hats on their heads althoguh I thought the jingle bells was a good idea, despite how annoying they are when you are stuck in the same room with them. (Let's you know where they are, you know?)
6. I bruise easily. Punching a wall doesn't help
7. Flying through sleet and ice is uncomfortably cold...and makes my wings feel like they are cracking
8. Radar should know when the communication lines are being tapped and controlled. (I didn't know she was trying to get ahold of me until later when I was able to send a quick e-mail while sitting in a vent)

I am not tagging anyone because I don't feel like sitting and thinking of more and more names. Also, Ember no longer has a blog. Therefore she can not respond.

Back to my story. I was in my hideout, just listening to the stillness of the place and actually relaxing when IN bursts a freakin mob of flyboys. Of course, I was a alone and no one else was there (otherwise Lilac would have exploded them all). I was taken back to the one place I hate the most. How sweet of them to leave my "room" the way it was when I left. I felt RIGHT at home for the holidays. PSYCH. (yes...I just said psych)

Same old same old crap going on. But alas, one is always more twisted and evil than theo ne before and before I knew it was I was getting moniter remotes thrown at me. Needless to say I spazzed and was able to find my way out. (they should really think of relocating or changing things around a bit) I took a laptop on the way and have since spent my time trying to find my way back to where I am supposed to be through ice, snow and freezing wing. I also think my wing is broken.

Anyway, hopefully I will make it back in time for school tomorrow. Hopefuly I will be in full control of everything by then too....honework, thinking process and sanity.

So I will go start now. I'm limiting myself to two o'clock. Reasonable enough i suppose. Haven't gotten much sleep lately. What's a few more hours?

I love you Sonar

Echo