The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated, but not my incarceration.
Ya, the details of that.
I got to school later than I would have liked because my sister kept me up late looking for stuff for her online. So all class rooms were being use but one. So I went and found a spot in there moved a few things around and got a spot ready. I even found another student in the room doing his own drawing.
So I got my stuff, and posted so much things up on the wall that I was just missing the strings from 'FlashForward'.
Well, I mostly just figured out a bunch of stuff, then I ended up helping two 'boys' who were doing the same drawing as me. One had some major issues, and other one, for some reason only known to him and god, was drawing his in ink and had to redo it. Well him I helped out too. Lucky me I had my lunch just before he showed up. I had a few things to explain to him... but before that.
I had lunch. I had one of my most expensive lunches to date. At least that is what it felt like at the time. That just shows that I haven't bought anything worth much lately. I was slightly stunned up until I started to eat it 20 mins later. It was $14.98. I know, I know. It's not much and that covered my drink, which was 100% juice, home cooked food, and a good fruit bowl. I even managed to save the juice for tomorrow's meal at school. The fruit was the juice stand in. I did that the last time I got food from there.
Ok, back to the guy.
Well the first guy, saw that I was back and just about down with my lunch and went and got the other guy. Then like I said, I spent some times explaining a few things for them. Then when he left, I checked my watch and it was like 15 mins till 9pm. I told him that I should start packing up now since I was kicked out at 9pm on Monday. He said that I had time and that they weren't closing till 9:30. Cool. My friend from next door might remember to come by and say good night when her class ended, and then the guy should be coming down to make sure the place was empty before closing up the place.
When I had left to get 'lunch', I realized that there was a class in the next room, so now I was trying to not sing too loudly like I thought I was doing before. I started to feel like it had been longer than 30 mins and I checked my watch. It was 9:48. Ok.. I started to pack up hoping that was up stairs sweeping or something, and I go out into the hall way and saw that the lights were off. I was hoping that he was still upstairs, so I ran up stairs and the alarm went off as I walked through the door. Great. I had a small moment of panic, but like I said it was small. I was going to stay up there, but then I thought that I should be ready to leave for when someone came to let me out.
I go back down stairs and I put all my stuff back into the locker since I had class the next day. It was even going to start an hour earlier to make up some time that we had lost by the teaching missing 2 classes.
So I stood at the front of building and waited while the alarm was still going for someone to come by and let me out. I was kinda hoping that it wasn't the dean and that he wasn't coming from very far and or out of bed. I waited for about 20 mins before I decided to call 911. I thought 20 mins was good. If I was someone who was able to get into the building and I had over 20 mins I would get alot of things and the alarm would just be annoying.
Next I found out that just about no one knew about or were to find IDC. I think it took them a little over an hour to find me. I had to tell the lady on the phone three different ways where IDC was and the name of the school, then they called me back like 30 so mins later asking me some more questions about where I was then said that people were on their way.
So while I was waiting I sent a text out to a few people. Even my fiends in Canada got a copy in their e-mail. I could only send so many at one time, so some people didn't get one. Sorry guys.
Well two of them called me. Friends that is. My sister decided to come and help out some how. I thought she was already in town doing who knows what when she called me. Then my mom texted me. Everyone wanted to know how on earth I got locked in. Easy, no one check the class rooms. I couldn't see the hallway from where I was in the class room and I checked the time to late.
So I spent time talking with my friends while I wait for someone to show up. I figured if no one did my midnight I would just go back and do some more drawing until I was tired enough to try and sleep on some very welcoming desk and chair or something. At least I would have access to a bathroom, water and food. I had a few dollars in me for the vending machine.
I saw a few cops drive by. Twice I thought that they were going to stop, but don't, but the third time I tried to flag them down, they stopped. It seems that they were going around the corner to the other side of the building that belongs to the school upstairs. First there were 2 of them, then there was three, then four, then five cops on the other side of the window looking at me. They asked me if there was a number, I pointed to the one on the window hangings that they could read since there were on the outside. Then they started to dial it. I tried to stop them telling them that it was going to the room next door. We don't have another number to call anyone. So when they couldn't hear me, because I don't speak that loudly to being with, no matter what a few guys says about, it occured to me to use my cell to talk to them, when I was typing up a text to my mom telling them that the cops were there and trying to find a way to get me out.
I just typed up saying that the number they see is the only one we have the school. First one of them told me to find another number to call, but I knew I wasn't going to find any. Then he called me back to glass and told me try and find another way out. The only one I could think of was the one to the other side of the building which we never through. So I got my coat and I went that way and knew that I would be stuck on that side since the door couldn't be opened from that side. Well as I walked through and I saw the door I was thinking. "It couldn't have been that easy" and it wasn't. It had the same metal roll down door locked on the outside with a padlock.
Then I saw him. A security guard and he was the unlocking the pad lock. I was free. This made me think that they were all looking at this side of the building looking for me and didn't get that there were two sides to the building.
Then I froze. It was bitter cold out side. The cop who had asked me to try and find another way out of the building was the first to greet me. He asked me for ID which I understood, after he asked me if I was the one calling all the problems. He was smiling and it was joke. Considering they were starting to think it was prank being pulled on them until they found me, it was ok. Then the two 'girls' cops came and talked to me. One said, "See I told you, you were nice and warm on the inside," and she did tell me that through the window. We waved through the window when she had shown up.
Then the got information out of me in a nice way. My age, my name, if I was staff or student, normal stuff that they needed for a report. Then they got a call on their walkie-talkie saying that they still couldn't find any contact information for getting someone to come and open the place. They called back and said that security came and let me out. An hour and half later I might add. When I got out it was 11:30. But you can check my blog for the times since I had to post such and event.
So I go on my way, and I'm a block and half away when my sister calls me. She's outside of my school and she's telling me I'm not there. So I told her that if she turned and looked down the street past DeKalb subway opening she would see me. I'm telling her this as I'm walking back. She then takes me with her to Church street because she came out to help me get free and I wasn't there. So we went to Church street to get mom some carrots and zucchini for baking from a 24 hour vegetable stand.
On the way there I came across a new book on a subway seat. Some just got it and they lost it. And it was in Russian to boot. So I thought it would be a great gift for one of the girls who called me back that night. She even said that if I needed someone to talk too I could call her. She was sweet.
So we go there and we got the carrots but no zucchini. There were two stores open and both of them didn't have any. By the time we made it home it was about 1:30am.
After that it gets fuzzy, but I did stay up until about 4am I think, I was reading on line until I fell asleep, but I did set my alarm to make sure I was up at 8:30am, but it went off 30 mins before and I had a headache until it went off again 30 mins later. I couldn't bring myself to eat anything so I grabbed a box of wheat squares... I forgot the name, but it's a known brand... let me to find it. ....Found it. I had one more box. Triscuits. I ate that day with mostly hot water. It very cold in the school on Wednesday.
Well, I was only a few mins late, but I knew that I would be hiding my face for most of the day. And before I was even through the second door I was hanging my head in shame as the first janitor smiled and shook his head at me. I didn't look at the office as I hurried to class, and as I was getting there my teacher was just taking off her coat, so I said "I'm here, I'm here," having a feeling that she was asking about me. I've just about never truly been late and I've never mixed a class.
As I pull my ear phones out, she asked me about last night. I made some comment about her already finding out so early in the day. She said ofcourse. So I got my stuff and set up and I was 20 mins into drafting when the dean came in and leaned on the table next to me. We just smiled at each other for a while while I continued to look for what I was looking for at the time. Then we had a little chat, and I realize that the security guard that walked by and looked at me was suppose to let me out, but she walked around to the other side and didn't see anyone there. He we telling me what he saw on the cameras. He also said that the guy who told me that the place didn't close until 9:30 left at 9:03. I was so on my own and didn't even know it. H wasn't upset, and we parted with a laugh. I promised him that I wouldn't be coming to school on Thursday.
I talked to a few more people about my little locking that day before I made it home. The most enlightening talk was with a staff member. She first asked me if I was scared after she greeted me with this very sad sympathy filled face. She then said that if she knew or was called she could have come and gotten me out. She only lived 2 blocks away. She said that it was a fear of hers that someone would get locked it since the guy doesn't really look in all the class rooms. Just the bathrooms mostly. Then I asked her if anyone had be locked in before. She said no. Great. Of course I was the first. I posted that when she told me all so.
I think I'll end my update there.
I'm going to try and go to school tomorrow, if I end up getting there too late to draw, I will at least get my stuff out of there so I can work on it at home over the weekend. I have turn this thing in on Wednesday and we are designing this thing ourselves. I might not have been that bad if I wasn't the stair plans and details.
Well Night every one. I started this thing like over 2 hours ago. I've been writing through a bunch of shows and now at the end, taking out the last of my mom's coconut and pineapple patties that she has for the church.
See ya. :)
PS... I just ordered new parts for the desktop, so I'll be getting my sister off my laptop in a little over a week... she has it right now, not that she is actually home using it. She left and left my laptop on her bed. I'm doing all of this on the desktop stand in.
Ok.. I'm going now. Bye. :)
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