Virtual Reality – Day Two
Virtual Reality
One step into an unknown direction.
It’s my second day here, as Virtual Reality – or, unreality, should I say. Although twenty-four hours haven’t passed, I am going to consider this a new day, because I hope not to continue posting my blogs in early hours (such as one, two, or three AM) of the day. However, that is what I did last night; and then some.
Once I had my first pages and blog entry set up here, I returned to my favourite community, DeviantART. There were countless laughs (and God knows what else) last night (or, morning, as it were) and mainly because I had more caffeine than can be good for me.
I, eventually, turned into bed at exactly 7:27AM this morning. The sun was out, but the fog was low, and though the birds were singing merrily I knew it wasn’t going to be the most amazing day. However, I did not leave the #PoetryPlease chatroom until after the completion of a collaboration between myself and two other deviants:
Dancing With Scarecrows
autumn winds come with gusto.
brittle plates of gold await
the crack, which comes with crusty feet,
like fine china chips.
scents of the year’s first hot
cocoas ravish my senses, run warm
tendrils to encompass
my frost bitten mind
and pumpkin spines intertwine
with the scarecrow’s. twisting
in lockets and figure eights, leaves
are swept from the gum-greyed
pavements, adorning the display.
It’s nice, and all, but I feel it is lacking in meaning. There were three of us involved, and I believe that each of us might have been attempting something different. The third deviant, however, had to leave before it was finished, and so the ending found a deeper unity than the beginning. I’m not going to complain about the finished product, though, because it is far better than I expected due to the ungodly hour at which it was written.
Today I spent four hours sleeping, from eight until twelve, and then babysat my younger brother for an hour or so whilst my mum and my grandparents went out. When they returned I hung around for a bit before we went out to Riverside, where I bought my webcam – finally. I have been intending to purchase one for some time now, and am quite happy now that I have bought it and got it in working condition. Wonderful little things they are, until they freeze.
I have already received a birthday present early, because my grandparents won’t be here next weekend for my birthday – the card sits upon my window sill, and it makes me smile. I love them so very much. I am officially at the count-down of (just shy of) a week. In two hours and twenty minutes it will be a week (including the day of). Part of me cannot wait to be sixteen, but most of me realises that not much will change.
There is currently nothing further that I can throw into this blog entry, except any rants I have in regards to my poor immune system (poor immune system? pfft, what immune system?) and how much make-up work I have got to complete (not to mention the speech I must write for Wednesday’s and Thursday’s intake evenings). The only thing left to say is:
I PWN JOO MIGUEL!
(My blog for the day was posted first.)
