21.4.2011

Dear diary,

   It has been an extremely peculiar day. I've been feeling like I'm caught up in some strange dream ever since this morning, and I'm still not completely sure I'm awake.

I mean, everything was completely normal until I stepped out of the house... But instantly after I set my foot out the door, weird things started happening. I was still rubbing sleep from my eyes and trying to stifle a huge yawn (I didn't sleep very much last night because I stayed up late watching this fabulous new anime I found, I'll have to write more about it later) so I nearly tripped over a huge black cat standing in the middle of the pathway from our front door to the street. I stumbled back and stared at it, and (this was really creepy) it stared right back at me with huge, unblinking yellow eyes. Alright, this is not so odd yet. But what happened next definitely freaked me out.

THE CAT SAID 'GOOD MORNING' TO ME.

Had to pinch my arm to make sure I was really awake. My senses told me that yes, I am indeed not dreaming. So I shrugged, nodded politely to the cat as a reply, and ran the rest of the way to the stop to wait for the school bus. I think I've said before that I don't really fancy running. But what would you have done if you had met a cat that TALKS? Or any other animal, for that matter.

Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against talking cats, mind you, but that was just...too freaky. Encountering one first thing in the morning...

Anyway. I was the only one standing on the bus stop until this guy dressed all in black came to stand next to me. At least I think it was a guy... He had pants and a long-sleeved shirt and (this is the weird part) some kind of mask covering the top of his head and most of his face so that only his eyes were visible. I'm sure my eyebrows rose all the way to my hairline. I'm pretty sure I was gaping, too. A part of my brain screamed 'NEAT!' and other similar, one-word remarks, but the rest of me was mainly stupefied. The guy reminded me of a stereotypical ninja. He even had some kind of equipment kit hanging from his belt.

Before I had the chance to question him about his choice of attire, though, the bus arrived to the stop. So I just gave him a strange look and hopped in, making my way to the back of the vehicle. The ninja guy took a seat at the front.

(I was curious, yes, but it's still not in my habit to start conversations with total strangers.)

I dug my backpack for the manga I bought yesterday, settled comfortably, and started reading. I completely forgot about the cat and the ninja guy for a while, so absorbed I was. I sometimes think it's almost a bad habit... But as we were nearing the school, the ninja guy stood up and walked to the middle of the bus. Everybody stared, including me after Nell (that nerdy friend of mine) had moved to sit next to me and jabbed my side with her elbow.

Hand on my ribs, frozen in the middle of a rubbing motion, I felt my eyebrows rise incredibly high for the second time today.

He crouched low, and no one really saw what he did, but when he was finished, the hatch on the floor was missing. The driver yelled at him to stop, and the bus swerved dangerously (got my heart thumping really fast, what a scare) but he just ignored it and disappeared through the hole. We all looked frantically out the windows to see where he was, but he wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Plain weird, I tell you. What'd he even do that for? I don't get it.

He was the topic of the day in school. Everyone talked about him, and those who hadn't come in the same ride soon knew about the mysterious ninja guy anyway. Or, well, that was the case until lunch...

Upon entering the cafeteria I saw a table full of...erh...furries. Catgirls. You know, they had ears and a tail and a bit of fur (I think some of them even had whiskers) but they were human-sized and wore normal human clothing (okay, a bit scarce, but still) and spoke perfectly comprehensible English spiced with some mewing and...

Well, you get the picture.

Again, everyone stared. And I mean, we were all openly goggling at them. They just smiled and waved at us and went back to their chatting. I think they were talking about mecha anime...

Please tell me this is just me going mental?

One of the catgirls fell into step with me as I was going to my next class. Introduced herself as Mia and then proceeded to babble about this and that. I don't know how she managed to breathe in midst all of that talking.

An unusually annoying character.

She hung out with me for the remainder of the day, while I was in some kind of haze. I couldn't comprehend any of this, and, really, can you blame me for that? I lived a perfectly normal life up until now, and then I get talking cats and all other things I always thought really cool.

Well, it ain't as cool as it is confusing.

I think I need to cut off on watching anime, or something. I'm still pretty sure I was hallucinating it all, and that tomorrow I'll get weird looks from everyone.

When school finally ended and I stepped into the bus, guess who I saw?

You got that right. The ninja guy. He was sitting all the way in the back, lounging about apparently with no worries in the world. I took a seat a few rows before him, because I so did not want to have another freaky person talk to me. Especially after that stunt he pulled off in the morning.

No such luck. Once he saw me, he moved to sit beside me and struck up a conversation about martial arts. He even showed off some of his weapons. I can't understand how the bus driver could have let him in...

I sighed in relief when I got out. Walking towards my house, however, I noticed Mia sitting on the front step. I have no idea how she got here, believe me. Thrice damned be my parents who raised me to be polite. Despite being pretty damn irate, I had to invite her to come in. We ended up in my room watching old episodes of some really sucky mecha anime.

She's still here, as I'm writing this. Fell asleep in her chair. Kind of cute...although she IS incredibly annoying.

Now I need to go, my parents will be home any minute and I do NOT want to explain exactly what it is that's taking a nap in my room. Nuh-uh, no thanks.

Please, please tell me that this is all just some dream.

...or, actually, on second thought... This is great! (Who needs to be rational, anyway...)