Monday, September 2
Dear Diary,
It seems there was a reason for giving students diaries on the first day. These diaries are where I make my own schedule according to Professor Potsdam. Not only that, I'm supposed to use this to pencil in my schedule for the rest of the week. Apparently if I pencil it in here my teachers will be able to tell where I'm going to be that day.
Well diary, how do you like knowing that you're going to be so important to my school year?
…Look at me, writing to my diary like it's sentient or something. Sheesh, it's only my second day here and I'm already going loony.
I guess with everything I've seen and heard today, I'm entitled to getting a bit loony. There are fairies, vampires and werewolves here! FAIRIES! Honest to God fairies, with the butterfly wings and everything. Good God, and here I thought the diary was strange. The fairy was a lot bigger than Tinker Bell though, that's for sure. And she had pink hair. I kid you not diary; she seriously had hair as pink as cotton candy and even wore a necklace with a pink pendant that matched her hair. The pendant had a pink jewel as big as my eyeball, so she must be rather well off to be able to have afforded it, or for her parents to have afforded it. Either way, she's rich. I should ask her to see if I can buy that necklace myself; the pink would totally set off my eyes.
Also, I'm not too sure whether or not the kid I saw was really a werewolf or not. Honestly, other than his big fluffy tail and dog ears he seemed plenty human to me. When I saw his tail and ears I wanted to squeal and hug him because of his adorableness, it was so cute! Maybe he wasn't a werewolf though; maybe he was just from a family of people who are born with animal ears and tails that are totally not werewolves. I am in a magical community now, this would probably be a good time for me to learn the proper term for the different types of…magical creatures that inhabit this community. I wouldn't want to accidentally insult someone who can turn me into a toad or something equally yucky, especially not in a place like this.
Professor Potsdam is a woman who looks like something straight out of the 60's, like she used to believe in peace, love and smoked weed or something. A rather old granola girl, isn't she? Then again, maybe her type of people is common here, and for all I know she might be an extremely strong witch, otherwise she wouldn't be able to teach now would she? She certainly seemed like she had a lot of knowledge about the 'pentachromatic spelling system', being able to summarize all of them in one sentence and everything. Either way, she's a whole lot nicer than Professor Grabby (as the students of Iris Academy affectionately call Grabiner) is that's for sure. I'm going to see if I can get at least one of her classes in my schedule this week, just so I don't have to look at Grabby's greasy hair every day.
Speaking of which, today I chose to go to Blue Magic, and guess who my teacher was? If you guessed anyone other than Grabiner, you are wrong. He seemed to not only be trying to explain to us what Blue Magic was about, he was also not-so-subtly threatening anyone who would so much as think about messing around in his class with failure.
Ellen really seemed to enjoy the class, strangely enough. She went on about how putting it in theory makes it seem more realistic or something of that sort. She told me that she dreamed of being a witch her entire life and we got into this discussion about what magic means to us, which somehow devolved into a conversation about putting decorations on the ceiling…somehow. I freely admit to the change of subjects being my fault, but Ellen had the brilliant idea of putting illusions in the ceiling using Blue Magic. Other than that single point she was strangely not opinionated about what type of decoration she wants in our room, only pointing out that Virginia should have some say about the subject and not wanting to have paint dripping down or a poster falling on her face while she slept. An aquarium screensaver on the ceiling would be cool though, whenever I learn enough Blue Magic to make such a thing.
It was interesting first day of classes, if nothing else.
* Theresa Gainsborough