Through the Ages

[Christina Byrne]

through the ages, time and time again

Name: Christina Eloise Byrne
Age: Thirteen
Location: Hammel Institute
If lost: Please return to Christina Byrne, co-ed dorms, room 204

May 1, 2011

I'm having so much fun at Hammel Institute so far. I even have a few friends already! My roommates are pretty sweet, too. Levi is really funny and Zaeric is quite good at the guitar. Annette giggles a lot and Eric's voice cracks sometimes, which makes me laugh.

I've even had some time to practice my photography! Wouldn't dad be proud of me? I got a nice picture of some birds in their nest before Levi came to greet me. That's how I met him. And I got a great picture of the fish in the pond when I met Zaer. The food here is good, too. I didn't expect to like it very much, honestly. But I do. And, you know, they have a lot of clubs and sports here, too. It's like a normal school. Just... filled with people who walk through walls, talk to animals, shapeshift, and have other random but neat powers. Levi says his power tells him things about people. He thinks some tall guy in glasses here is an alien, which is pretty funny. I don't believe in aliens, but I play along anyway. Why not?

I guess my only real complaint about being here is that Caylie isn't here. I miss her. She's been my best friend since... forever, really. I keep hoping she's going to show up here with powers soon... But it just doesn't seem like it's going to happen. She's thirteen, too. So if she were going to get powers, she would already be showing them, wouldn't she? I thought that was how it worked... We all get them at like twelve or thirteen. Isn't that how it works? I didn't really pay attention when people were explaining it. I guess I'll just have to keep texting her all day. She says she misses me too and she wishes I were back in Georgia with them... I wish she were here. It's more exciting than Georgia.

I really like having a journal again. I was never able to have one at home. My therapist mother liked to sneak into my room while I was at school and find them and read them. No matter where I hid it, it wasn't safe. Then she would talk to me about whatever I wrote and try to analyze me like one of her patients. But she's not here anymore, so I'm free to write! Thank goodness. If my power is good for anything, it is this. And maybe hide and seek when I get a hold on it... Haha! I could hide in a closet and just walk through the wall when someone came to look for me. Oh boy, funny thoughts. I bet a lot of powers could be a big help in hide and seek. Extreme hide and seek game at Hammel... Oh goodness!

With that thought, I head off to class. Farewell, little purple book.

xoxo, christina eloise

[Christina Byrne]

May 2, 2011

Not too much to write about today, I'll be honest. It was kind of a slow day, whatever that can be defined as here. What, with people reading your thoughts and all kinds of nonsense. I'm starting to forget what normal is, I swear. Anyway, I should be doing homework right now... But I just really don't feel like it. I'll probably end up staying up really late just to do the homework.

Caylie talked to me online today! I was so excited to hear from her. I guess things are managing just fine without me over there... I don't know why I thought it would make a difference. Surely the world wasn't going to stop spinning because I left Georgia I suppose I just hoped that maybe people would notice and want to know where I was and when I was coming back. Guess not. Though the captain of my old dance team did text me to tell me that leaving did mess up their routine, considering I was who they lifted in two of our routines. Oops. But they're talented, they will figure it out. I miss them a lot, too... I really can't wait to go home. Stupid phasing. It had to be me, didn't it?

I tried to draw something today. It really sucked. I got bored in class and drew a fairy. You wouldn't believe the fail that it is. It's comical, actually. The wings are all lopsided and her hair turned out red when it was meant to be auburn and the skirt is so short that in actuality, it probably wouldn't even go down far enough to cover anything. I think I should probably stick to photography.

Oh! Speaking of photography... I sent a few photos to dad today! I hope he likes them, I really do. Knowing him, I'll get a letter back with some constructive criticism on each and every one of them. Sigh. I will never get it right, will I? Well, on that note, I'm going to go start some homework and head off to sleep. Goodnight!

xoxo, christina eloise

[Christina Byrne]

May 4, 2011

So I didn't get the chance to write yesterday. I was... er..... busy, most of the day. I'll explain later on. Anyway, I'll be writing for both days now, because it's important to me. I could go back and read this sometime when I'm older, and where would I be if I were missing days willy-nilly? Hmph.

Anyway, yesterday Dad called me and said he got the pictures I sent. He told me that next time I should try to get a picture with less in the background. No students sitting around in the background. I'd tried, but I couldn't exactly tell them to leave. I managed to only get two in the picture. It was a couple, sitting on a bench. and I had the background blurred so it would be cute. You know, human couple in the background of a bird couple? I guess he didn't see it like that. He just saw it as students loitering around in the back. And he said the pictures of the pond with the koi fish were okay, but the sun didn't hit them right. Grr. I'm sorry, father, I can't control the sun. It sucks, too, because I thought the were really good, and Zaer tried really hard to help me with them. He did good, too. Sometimes I wish I could just respond to Dad's unnecessary criticism with a "Fuck you" like I would here.

Oh! Back to yesterday. So I took more pictures at the pond where I thought the sun would look right. It wasn't windy, so that helped. I was walking back to my room and, really, get this. A water balloon fell on my head from a classroom. I went back to my room, changed, and grabbed my super-soaker (which, in hindsight, I'm not sure why I had, but I'm glad I did...). I went back up and saw the math teacher and this chick named Ginny with a pile of water balloons. So of course my first thought was "Wow, really? The math teacher?" but I got over it and shot them with the water gun anyway. Then another girl showed up to help. But she didn't bring anything for carrying out revenge with her. Like, really? You come seeking revenge but don't bring anything? Great plan. Anyway, I gave her the water gun and ran out of the room. But the most amazing part was, and I'm not even lying here, I phased through the wall!! No lie. I did it. I mean, I got stuck for a few moments there, but I got out. I still feel accomplished.

So yeah, I got back to my room, showered, and went to sleep. I will update this later with today's events because I've got homework to do. Bye for now!

The rest of my day was quite eventful... Hide and seek in the research labs, anyone? It was pretty great, to be honest. I had a lot of fun with it. I never did finish my homework... I'll probably have to do that, won't I? Ugh. I truly don't want to. I'd rather go out and take pictures of the trees with the moon glowing behind them... I just might do that....

xoxo, christina eloise

[Christina Byrne]

May 7, 2011

I've been ignoring you, little purple book, lately, haven't I? Oh, poor you! I shouldn't ignore you so much. You're a blank book, waiting to be fed with words. Why am I not feeding you every day, as you deserve? You've never done anything wrong! How dare I neglect you. I will write more often, I swear. I'd planned to write every day, but I just get so busy. Between helping sick girls (who, admittedly, I think she was actually sick with something more than the flu. The girl was nuts.) and homework, and training, and class... I just run out of time for writing! But I will. I will do it. You need nourishment, little book. You're just like a little person... except... square.... and you don't talk.... you get what I mean though, right?

Anyway, yeah. I found Autumn lying in a pile of grass and pulled her out. She looked awful. Pale and sickly and green. I, of course, was going to take her right to the infirmary. But no, instead, she vomited (narrowly avoiding my shoes), and insisted that we talk to the tree first. I'm not joking. Autumn wanted to go talk to an oak tree. Apparently the oak tree told her that even though she had photosynthesis, she had to go to the infirmary.... Yeah... I said thanks to the tree. Not going to lie to you, little book, but I was kind of mocking her in a way. She didn't pick up on it, though. She told me that the tree said "you're welcome." ....Uh? Yeah. I have decided the girl is just crazy.

Anyhoo, I'm going to go sleep now. Ta-ta, little purple book! I will be back to nourish you with words again tomorrow!

xoxo, christina eloise