I die and become a ghost
the emergency hotline
my mother disgusts me and a net friend suddenly appears
surviving a train crash with my boyfriend
horror in space
tiny African masks
the boy I had a crush on when I was thirteen
a strange doctor's house, a punk and other stuff
I'm the king of a lost kingdom
A car accident in South America
a math competition and my cat has babies
a witch steals my boyfriend
a nightmare

drugs
The Wild, Wild West
fatty cancer
The stranger
Adventures in Jocko Land
Locked Out After Work
unspoken
Saved
vomit and mirrors
Cry
DREAMS
In A Wedding/Posters
my boyfriends mother
II.
My thats such a pretty murel...
A Trip, a Battle, a Clue, and a Hotel
Peace
"EDMUND WINDHAM.
daniel johns = good, but he's supposed to be evil
What Are the Odds?
Dreaming of John
What Ever Happens, I'm Here...
whats wrong with this picture..
Kiki Making Out with Peter
classroom

Author: abunai





I'm back in high school and have to do a maths test. It's not really a test but rather a competition and I'm somewhere between "that's maths, I can't do it anyway" and "I've always loved competitions". At first the test starts in our class-room but then we move the computer room because we have to type in the answers.



Since I've missed the introductory first minutes of the lesson I don't know how to start the program for the competition. Somebody tells me that it's on the "maths homepage". So I start Netscape and it takes really long because it's a very old computer. It isn't even a pc but an Atari (I had one as a child) and it's very old Netscape version. I start to surf but I can't find the program for running the competition questions. I get more and more impatient because I can see that the others are already working on it and they have a text only screen why I have that Netscape windows. So I ask again and am told that the program is not on the homepage but on the desktop of the computer (thanks, dude). All you have to do is getting a command line.



But I don't know which command I have to type in and suddenly my attention shifts from the computer to the questions, especially question no. 7. Since I've missed the beginning of the lesson, I don't have the extra information which is needed to solve the questions. It is something about the moon and its inhabitation. And yes indeed, when I look up to the sky I see the moon looking green and blue. I know people have terraformed the moon and are living there. I have never been up there, though, and neither has any of the test competitors. In fact, we all don't know much about the moon. So there's this question about temperature and climate given that the moon has this and that ankle from the sun. I think the question is very easy since the moon is always facing the earth and therefore doesn't have night and day. (Which is totally wrong since the moon stays only static in respect of the earth but changes position in respect of the sun, so there is indeed a sunrise and a sunset.) So I happily hand in the test and the teacher tells me that my no. 7 is totally wrong because he didn't mean the earth's moon but another civilized planet's moon. I accept this because I know that I am in the future and don't know this kind of thing.



After that unsuccessful competition I walk around in the school. Somebody tells me that the moon's perimeter is as large as as the perimeter of Los Angeles. I have to think long about that one because I know that the moon is one quarter the size of the earth. So how large must have Los Angeles grown in the future to be that big? I am told that los Angeles is very spread out and I just have to believe that fact.



Then I see a boy who has a big box with my cat in it and three little boxing gloves. Somehow I am not surprised that this boy has my cat and just ask him about the gloves. He tells me that my cat has had babies (well, of course not by cat himself but he's the father) and that the mother of the kitten is ill so my cat has to look after them. I ask the boy where the kittens are and he says they are in the gloves. He opens one of the gloves and indeed, there's a kitten inside but it doesn't look like a normal kitten, rather like a skeleton with eyes. The boy says that in a week they will look better and then they will also have fur. I get totally excited and ask the boy whether I can get one of the kittens. (I don't know why I ask him since it's the kitten of my own cat.) He says yes and am can't wait until next week until I get a little baby kitten. I'm thinking about how the fur will look like and since my cat is black and white (in reality he is pure black) and the mother is black and white as well, my cat will be beautifully black and white again.



Then I'm thinking about a name for the kitten and have to think about another black and white cat I know. It's the cat of one of my neighbours and his name is "Alf". I'm gossiping with the boy about that stupid name because it's so unfitting to the colour. I say that only a red cat deserves the name Alf because in the tv series the cat is red as well (and Alf, too). At least the cat Alf is as insatiable as the real Alf.



Suddenly it is one week later and I come to pick up the baby kitten. Just as I hold it in my hands (it is indeed black and white) the alarm clock wakes me up.

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