//------------------------------// // February 15 [tomorrow] // Story: Silver Glow's Journal // by Admiral Biscuit //------------------------------//  February 15 Ugh. Mondays are the worst, especially after a long weekend of fun. I think I'm starting to change to the human schedule of staying up late and sleeping in. Maybe that's why the one airplane director always sounds so grumpy. Maybe he doesn't like mornings. I didn't have time for both a flight and a jog, and I figured that since I was walking around all weekend, it would be more appropriate to have a flight. When I flew over the downtown, my focus was a little bit on the hotel and what Peggy had said about looking over the town, unseen by anyone. I could zip by the hotel and see if anybody else had that kind of thought in mind . . . but that would be impolite. I did make a broad circle of it, but I didn't get close enough to be spying. After my shower and breakfast, I dragged my tired tail into climate science class. Crystal pulled out her telephone and asked me if I knew I was trending on YouTube again. I didn't know what it meant to be trending—she said that meant that the movie of me was really popular. I was curious what it had looked like to have the girl riding my back, so I asked her if she had the movie on her telephone and she nodded. Luke wanted to see, too, so she leaned up against me and held the telephone out so that we could all see it together. It was pretty funny. The girl had the most gleeful expression on her face, and Aric hadn't started filming until after I got over my initial confusion, so I didn't look completely bewildered by the situation. Determined, perhaps. In philosophy class, we started on Kant. He said that God might not exist at all, since He couldn't be proven to exist. That was a strange departure from what Aquinas and Descartes had based their philosophy on, and I wondered why the change. The Greek philosophers hadn't known about Him, and then all of a sudden He was the foundation of philosophies and just as soon He was gone again, replaced with reason and deduction. It was very confusing, and if things kept going on like this, I was going to get totally lost, so after class I asked my philosophy teacher if I could meet with her. She said that she was free tomorrow (why is it always tomorrow?) so instead of having the whole afternoon free, I'll be meeting with her. Still, it will be good to get some understanding of where these philosophers are coming from. I thought about eating lunch in the dark room to spend some more time with everyone who had been at Val Day, but then I thought that Christine might miss me, so I sat down at my usual table and talked to her and Sean. I asked them what they'd done for Valentine's Day, and Sean's face got red. Christine muttered that they hadn't really done much of anything, that it had been pretty low-key. For all the gossiping they do about other people's love-lives, humans don't seem to like to talk too much about their own. That's kind of strange. Most of the mares on my weather team would be more than happy to go into detail about what they'd done and with who. That was a good way to share ideas, and find out who was interested in what. I wasn't feeling any more awake in Equestrian class. The teacher wanted to do a brief practice session with public transportation, and she showed the students a copy of an Equestrian train schedule. None of them had ever seen anything like it, which I couldn't understand. They had trains—how did they use them? Didn't they publish timetables so you'd know when your train was coming and when it was gonna get where it was going? There were buses, too: I'd seen them throughout town. Buses ran on similar schedules to trains, didn't they? Did no one in class use a bus, either? I asked Meghan, and she said that there wasn't any point with Uber. Instead of having to wait for a bus she could just push a button on her portable telephone and a car would come and get her. So then I asked what about long distances, and she said that they could just use the internet to get an airplane or a train and that nobody actually used printed schedules any more. That made a bit of sense to me. The internet is handy for lots of things, and maybe we should have learned more about it before we came to Earth, but there isn't an internet in Equestria and Miss Chestnut's explanations about it hadn't made a whole lot of sense to me back then. I did eat dinner in the dark room. Once again, I got told that I was trending on YouTube, and a couple of people—Nancy and James—both told me that I was internet famous. That made me puff out my chest a bit, and I asked if anyone wanted my autograph, which made a lot of people laugh. I started reading through Leviticus after dinner. There are a lot of rules to follow, and some of them were pretty confusing. Most of them involved either shunning or outright killing rulebreakers, and I didn't like that one bit, 'cause maybe you should try to see if they would stop breaking the rules first. Plus I remembered in Exodus that there had been ten commandments, and one of them had been 'Thou Shalt Not Kill,' so I wondered what had changed so quickly. I really needed to have another meeting with Pastor Liz. Maybe I could do that this weekend. When I'd made it through Leviticus, I set the Bible aside and happened to look over at the two letters neatly tucked away on my desk that I still hadn't read. I'm such a bad pony! Of course, just then my telephone rang and it was Aric and he was on his way to pick me up for Durak. I went three games without losing, which made me really happy, and then he kept his promise and took me home with him afterwards. I thought about what Peggy had said about us talking and figuring out what we wanted, and I probably should have right then and there, but we went right to bed and he was running his hands through my mane and it felt so nice that I didn't want to interrupt him. Then by the time he stopped fondling my mane and running his hands along my back (and I was nuzzling his chest and giving him little kisses) I was too sleepy to have a serious conversation. As I was drifting off, I thought to myself that maybe I'd do that tomorrow, and then I chuckled, since I'd been angry that my philosophy teacher wanted to put off that conversation until tomorrow and here I was doing the same thing.