the mutant cow

today we went to the Xavier's institute today w/mom to get me registered with all the other muties. Xavier's institute is this ginormus building that towers over you with a forbodeing air.(i think the builder did this on purpose just to intimadate new muties into behaving.)when we pulled into the parking lot i could see a huge line of kids fileing into the school with their parents.i immediantly wanted to run and hide,but,i plastered this hideous scowl on my face in hopes to ward off anyone from talking,irritating,or even loking at me funny.since God told me to go to this school and i was supposed to b a good christen witness,(and i was wearing my 'Jesus.its that easy' shirt)i removed the scowl and tried to look (since i couldnt bring myself to look cheery or happy)a fairly nuetral expression and filed into line like a dumb cow waiting for the slaughter.when we finally got inside the place that i would spend most of the daylight hours for 'the best years of my life' doing mindless activites and other drivel,my mom told the lady my name and last name and she stuck a barcode sticker on an envolope,an we perceeded to the next line.we spent a ridiclous amount of time in that line,butmom amused herself by talking to some people we knew.i saw lots of people that looked familiar from my school years wheni was younger.i didnt talk or wave to them because i didnt feel like dealing with them and i didnt want them to drag me down again like they had unwittingly in the past.i was amazed at hw much taller and different they looked,i knew they would change since i hadnt seen them for such a great period of time,but i hadnt given much thought to it.when it came my turn in the line,a strang man told me to sit on a chairwhile he grabbed my face by the chin(like a cow,again.)and given short commands to turn my head this way and that,and face into the camera.he told me repeatedly to smile(as did my mom)and i managed a half hearted small distant smile(as i later found out)and he finally found it satisfactory(u know,when he found out thats the best he was going to get out of me)and flashed a bright light into my eyes that reminded me of a stun bomb.i stared spacely while i saw stars.had this been a stun bomb,it would have done its job. we then cut through some lines to get to the next step in this horrendous porceedure.i looked up briefly and noticed that i knew this mutie.i stupidly said hi,and then spent the rest of the day wondering if that was really a familiar face or a strangers.i was then given a tag with my name,photo,and a barcode and my assigned number.great,now i get a collar im order to wear in plain site at all times so the cattle herders will know wich side of beef i am.moo,i say.we then haveing gone through all the nesscary lines,slunk back to our vechile and drove hom.apoun arriving home,i promptly flung my collar on my dresser and curled up in my chair with my book,hideing from the world while i recovered from my ordeal(i dont even like talking to the cashier when i check out,much less being demoted to cow and paraded through a sea of people).that is what i did today.

-jayyy