Well I'm back at this journal thing again, we will see how it goes I guess. Today I started a new class in school. It's called space travel 101 and I really like it. Not only is it pretty interesting but, my assigned seat is right next to this girl named Sephia. Wow, what a sight. Attractive, smart and funny to boot, I really like her. I asked a friend of hers about her and was told she is dating Taj. I hate Taj, the kid is a punk. He's dumb, arrogant and trouble but, he's popular. What can you do, I have never really been interested in a girl before and then when I finally am she is taken. Oh well, she probably wouldn't be interested in me anyways, I mean I'm an orphan and she has parents, probably thinks I'm a loser.
Well, my last journal entry I started talking about myself and I never really got to finish. Um yeah so my parents left me when I was young on this Space Station and I know really nothing about them. All I know is they left me with this silver Medallion. It is round and looks like a planet with a space ship on it, it has some writing on it but I don't know what it means. I think of it as they left me with a gift at least, maybe some day I can use it to find them. Or maybe that's just wishful thinking, maybe they don't want to be found.
Well I have to get going, I'll write again another day when I have time.
-Bay
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Saturday, March 14, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Journal Entry 1
Well I guess I'll give this a try. One of the therapists at the orphanage told me I should try to write in a journal (well she called is a diary, but that sounds to gay to me). She told me that it would help me to open up and get my feelings out, I think its a bunch of hippie crap, but I told her I would try it out just to humor her. So here goes I guess.
My Name is Bay, well Bay 53 if you want to get technical about it, but I prefer people just call me Bay. I live in an orphanage on the Quasar Space Station in the Papillion Galaxy. I've lived here for about as long as I remember and most likely will die here. Oh wait, I mean I'll live here till I get a good job and raise a lovely family and become a productive part of society or some crap. That's what the teachers at school always tell us we should strive for, seem pretty boring if you ask me. The Universe is so big and I have only seen so very little of it, I would rather travel and see what there is out there, breath actual fresh air, not air manufactured in a oxygen factory.
Well lets see, ah my life, I have no life, well I have very little life. Every morning I wake up and eat a prepacked fully nutritional bar of something, they tell me its breakfast and for the most part I believe them, I just wish it had more taste and the flavor would change from day to day. Then I get dressed and leave the Orphanage for school. Oh school, I attend Quasar Public 22. It sucks really, the education is bad and the rest of my peers are just there to cause trouble, but Private school cost's money and the orphanage isn't going to put up the price of schooling for me. So I go to please them but I really get me education from reading, I read anything I can get my hands on. My teachers say that my parents must have been really smart because I know more then some of them, but I don't know about that. I mean they did abandon me, how smart can that be. Well maybe they didn't want to, that's the theory that I try cling to anyways. Maybe they thought this life would be better for me in some way, who knows.
Oh its lights out time, I guess I got to go. Well I'll write more another time, maybe this Journal thing wasn't such a bad I idea I feel a little better now.
-Bay
My Name is Bay, well Bay 53 if you want to get technical about it, but I prefer people just call me Bay. I live in an orphanage on the Quasar Space Station in the Papillion Galaxy. I've lived here for about as long as I remember and most likely will die here. Oh wait, I mean I'll live here till I get a good job and raise a lovely family and become a productive part of society or some crap. That's what the teachers at school always tell us we should strive for, seem pretty boring if you ask me. The Universe is so big and I have only seen so very little of it, I would rather travel and see what there is out there, breath actual fresh air, not air manufactured in a oxygen factory.
Well lets see, ah my life, I have no life, well I have very little life. Every morning I wake up and eat a prepacked fully nutritional bar of something, they tell me its breakfast and for the most part I believe them, I just wish it had more taste and the flavor would change from day to day. Then I get dressed and leave the Orphanage for school. Oh school, I attend Quasar Public 22. It sucks really, the education is bad and the rest of my peers are just there to cause trouble, but Private school cost's money and the orphanage isn't going to put up the price of schooling for me. So I go to please them but I really get me education from reading, I read anything I can get my hands on. My teachers say that my parents must have been really smart because I know more then some of them, but I don't know about that. I mean they did abandon me, how smart can that be. Well maybe they didn't want to, that's the theory that I try cling to anyways. Maybe they thought this life would be better for me in some way, who knows.
Oh its lights out time, I guess I got to go. Well I'll write more another time, maybe this Journal thing wasn't such a bad I idea I feel a little better now.
-Bay
Space Rat
This blog is going to be dedicated to the novel I'm working on called Space Rat. I'm going to use it to write post's from my main character in the novel Bay. It will be mostly 1st person as Bay lives his life in the galaxy he is from. I hope everyone enjoys it.
Peace
Joshua M Hemond
Peace
Joshua M Hemond
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