Below are the 19 most recent journal entries recorded in Helen Cecelia Back's LiveJournal:

Tuesday, September 21st, 2004
11:52 am	Private to the Dancetroopers Mr. Wagner is back. Yay! Much yayness! And now on my wall is the nice cross he carved me for me -- For me! He was thinking about me while he was on retreat! That's so nice! And we're going to do trapeze! And he's grown his hair out, which looks So Cool! And I really need to start using some punctuation other than exclamation marks! Class should be nice. But Miss Frost is just a bit scary. I wish I hadn't missed the second half of U.S. history in the spring of sophomore year, but dance class took precedence, as well it should. Current Mood: ecstatic Current Music: Rolling Stones: If you start me up. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, September 19th, 2004
5:32 pm	Dear Everyone, Mom, I'm here and I'm safe. Let me know if anything changes with Cassie. Cassie, if Mom tells me something and you don't e-mail me immediately to clarify, I'm going to get all panicky and stuff, so don't think you can hold out on me. 800-845: Poetry with Professor Xavier 850-935: Math II with Mr. Summers 940-1025: Fitness with Mr. Wagner 1030-1115: US history (post 1865) with Ms. Frost 1120-1205: Lunch (not nearly long enough, of course.) 1210-1255: World Religions with Mr. Wagner 100-235: Drama with Ms. Braddock 240-325: Environmental Science with Ms. Munroe And then, on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays, it's off to Ms. Hunter's studio. It's good to be back. Current Mood: busy Current Music: REM: At My Most Beautiful (Comment on this)
Friday, July 9th, 2004
12:39 pm	Dear Everyone, Well, I'm doing great in classes. Studying a lot. And dance lessons have been great. Exhausting really. Got my check-up from Dr. McCoy. Everything's fine, and I like the good doctor himself. He's definitely the most professorly of the professors. There's going to be a thing tonight. The classic high-school dance sort of thing. I'm going to probably end up in the Buridan's Ass conundrum, standing there staring until I collapse because I was unable to choose between dancing and consumption of cookies. Current Mood: tired Current Music: Thelonius Monk: Straight, No Chaser (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 29th, 2004
10:24 am	Log Helen and Hank His Office Check-up ( Read more... ) (Comment on this)
Monday, June 21st, 2004
11:37 am	Dear Everyone, First off: Mother, I got your package. Thank you SO much. Especially for the Wings CD. I have another song to introduce myself with now. Dance class is fabulous; Miss Hunter is really nice. Between it and the workouts, I've been feeling kind of tired lately, and have been sleeping a lot. Professor Summers was sick, so for physics class I ended up writing a paper on persecution. So I wrote about the Helots of ancient Sparta, American slavery and Jim Crow laws, and modern day attempts at "mutant control acts" and pointlessly violent 'protestors' who just want to "protect themselves." The common theme was that the "superior" group was always trying to maintain control of the oppressed group, because they felt threatened. But oppression has improved a bit over time. At least mutants aren't legally obligated to give up nearly all our food year after year, and legally we can have any bus seat we want. It was a pretty good paper, but it took a while to think it all out and type it all up. Current Mood: busy Current Music: Wings: Helen Wheels (Comment on this)
Thursday, June 10th, 2004
6:38 pm	Dear Everyone, Remy prepared absolutely perfect jambalaya Tuesday night. Much wonderfulness. I have by this point met nearly everyone. One of many enjoyable recent meetings is Bobby, who is the coolest CPA I have ever met. Hear that, Mom? There is both a doctor and an accountant on campus. I have a safeguard regarding both death AND taxes! And in addition to the doctor -- whom, yes ma'am, I will see about that check-up eventually -- Xavier's seems to have its very own traiteur. Kind of, anyway. Her name is Grace, and what she did to my wrist was as effective as the homeopathic pills. Now, at this point, Lucas is going to say "yeah, both are the placebo effect," but my wrist hurt less, so what do I care? Very nifty gift. Current Music: Purple Electric Violin Concerto, 1st Movement. (Comment on this)
3:07 pm	In the Gym. Helen was working on upper-body stuff again. Handweights got a bit boring after a while. She watched the soundwaves from the noise generator in her purse bends as they emerged, forming them into the White Stripes' "Seven Nation Army." Had she thought about the fact that her arms had ceased their repetitions, she would have argued that certainly rocking out to that amazing bassless bassline while holding a weight in each hand would work SOME kind of arm muscles. (23 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 9th, 2004
11:41 pm	Private Message to the Troupe. All right, everybody, here's the rundown. The Prospects: Nick: As said before, charming and a hottie. Common proximity of total oaf still an obstacle. Talented photographer. Mal: Wonderful guy. Great taste in music. Talented at song-writing as well. As said before, pale-and-mussy-haired excellence. Merric: Cool guy. Well-read. Wants to go to New Orleans sometime. Good artist. Good-looking. Somehow, looks like he should be named "Chris." It certainly would be easier to say. Gave me help there: his handle is 'Wildfire.' Nifty. Friend of Theo as well. One of the adjunct X-People, and thus, not actually a prospect, is Bobby, who I haven't gotten to really talk to, but who is cute and funny. There's another first-year boy I haven't met yet. Write-offs: Mort: Neither attractive, nor mannerly, nor too bright. Theo: Not too bad looking, but a hypocritical oaf. And, for the sake of completeness The "Competition" (assuming the girls fancy boys): Christine: Very nice girl. She's blind, so our conversations are a bit odd. She's Absolutely Gorgeous, too, so I hope she doesn't have her eye on an interest in anyone I choose to pursue things with. Samantha: Also Absolutely Gorgeous and very nice. And in great shape. Agrees Nick is hottie. Sharon: Quite cool. She looks a great deal like the previously referenced Professor Wagner, only she's got wings. Smart and funny. Very pretty, for those not squeamish about blue fur. Grace: Seems to be a lovely girl. Pretty. High tolerance of problematic things. Lotte: Cool. Beautiful. Concentration issues because of powers. Don't think she'll have that much time for the boys. Loahn:Pretty, and nice enough. It was odd, though. She somehow has a certain student-council-officer aspect to her demeanor. She went around giving everyone brownies (which I appreciated, mind you) like there was a class election on Friday. Maybe I was misreading, but I somehow got the impression she'd be a bit too neurotic to be much "competition." Becca: Finally met her. Seems quite cool. Thinks she'll be bored by self-defense, so probably the badass type. Managed to get in a fight with Theo previously. Jane: A nice lady. Yes, lady. She's a grad student. Ian: A nice and amusing fellow. Don't know how much "competition" he will be, as not all sexualities are known. Tabby: Not sure if she's a student or an adjunct. Has been hanging around with first years, though. Fun. Reminds me of of certain people after the Pixie Stix incident. If she goes after any first-year boys, they will probably be too confused. Current Mood: horny Current Music: Creedence: Looking Out My Back Door (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 8th, 2004
12:04 am	Conversation Helen finished a long block of studying and headed down the hall, intending to raid the pantry. It was a good day. She'd enjoyed the moviewatching the other night, although she'd dozed off in the middle of it. The general hanging out had been nice. It was good to finally be getting out of the just-meeting-people stage. (28 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, June 4th, 2004
7:24 pm	Dear Everyone, School continues fine. I have met all but one of my fellow first-years and many amongst the faculty and adjunct people, and nearly everyone I have met is quite nice. Yes, Mom, it turns out states like Ohio and Massachussetts can produce very nice girls and very nice boys, some of whom can even bake. Regardless of this, however, they have doubtless been unable to reach the heights of culinary enjoyment, the kind only available eating in a culture which can turn a netful of invertebrates into a family feast. And so, I would like to take the opportunity to make an announcement to my fellow Xavier's students: ~You are cordially invited to a bona fide Cajun dinner, prepared by the excellent Monsieur Remy, on Tuesday evening in the dining hall. Come and enjoy.~ Current Mood: hungry Current Music: Orff's Carmina Burana (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, June 3rd, 2004
2:59 pm	:::Knocking on Kitty's Door:: Well, now that schedules were settling, it would soon be time to actually go to dance lessons. Helen was excited. She wanted to talk to that Kitty Pryde girl about going, arranging things with professors, etc. Besides, she'd seemed cool, and Helen wanted to meet her properly. She knocked. (18 Comments |Comment on this)
1:30 pm	Private Message to Christine. Sorry for my abrupt departure yesterday. It seemed like the best course of action. I have a fairly low tolerance for hypocrisy. It was really great meeting you, and Cade seems to be a very nice dog. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 2nd, 2004
4:54 pm	Reading the Paper Helen looked over the front page of the newspaper she'd just aquired. That was awful about the airplane crash. Then her eye caught the smaller article. She read with disgust. And the imported Yankees back home would whine about how much more 'progressive' the north was. #Narrow-minded#Foools!# shouted Freddie Mercury harshly. People could be such idiots. And that name was blasphemous, too. Hemph. She shouldn't let this be a damper on a good mood. Current Mood: annoyed Current Music: Queen: Death on Two Legs (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 1st, 2004
9:04 pm	Another Private Message to the Troupe And the followup comes sooner rather than later. That Nick guy? Met him at lunch. Total hottie. And judging by some of the things he said, some definite possibilities. Simultaneously met a guy named Ian, who is not a prospect but part of the 'competition.' Cool guy, though. He joked about calling dibs, which is silly. You cast at the end of the auditions, not the beginning. So I've men to drool over and boys to pursue, in the midst of pursuing some amazing performance opportunities. Don't y'all wish y'all were freaks of nature, too? Current Mood: rampaging sack of hormones Current Music: Beatles: Love You To
Monday, May 31st, 2004
1:09 am	Private Message to the New Orleans Dance Troupe Greetings, Ladies and suitably-inclined Gentleman. The main point of this letter is to dish regarding those who combine oh-so-well the X gene and the Y chromosome. But first, an announcement. Professor Wagner's agreed to eventually teach me the trapeze. The TRAPEZE! Yes, I feel your envy. Please do not tell my parents. You know how they get about 'dangerous stuff,' even though this won't actually be dangerous. Romantic prospects are uncertain. The only boy officially struck off the list is one who posted to the online journals. He's a mutie-hating mutant, I don't think so. Another one I've only seen online, named Nick, seems quite nice. He and I hope to meet at lunch sometime. As to the male student I did meet at lunch, he's a cutey. Got the pale-and-scraggly look going rather well. Other than that, none of my fellow students have caught my eye. But we now arrive at the next portion of our letter, the Too-Bad-There's-Probably-Rules-Against-It! section. this section has two entries: Professor Kurt Wagner. He's going to be my mentor/advisor person, and that's absolutely fabulous. He's got blue fur, glowing eyes, a total of 12 digits, and a tail, but let me assure you that as a physical specimen, he'd have any of you lads beat. The way he moves...! And he's just so incredibly nice! Very charming, with a good sense of humor. Don't try to tell me that German accents can't be cute. I have a feeling I may spend a great deal of time in adoration of him. Remy: The fellow New Orleans expatriate. The only person who could possibly out-charm Mr. Wagner. The accent was so good to hear. He talks like my Uncle Octave, if my Uncle Octave was much younger, much much smoother, and much, much, much sexier! He's an X-Man, which makes him practically a teacher. But he insisted on first-name basis, so I'm not sure what the situation/rules/etc. Pretty sure not an option. But that doesn't spoil the view, or the conversation. And a girl can dream. ::swoon:: So there you go. Further updates as things progress. Current Mood: horny Current Music: Duran Duran: Hungry Like the Wolf
12:32 am	Dear Mom, Dad, Cassie, the Boys, the Troupe, and anyone from Xavier's who cares to read this: School is great! Not only shall I be doing ballet at a high-rep dance studio, but Professor Wagner is going to tutor me in gymnastics! Very cool! I'm also looking forward to self-defense classes. Can't have too much of those. There's an option for martial arts lessons, too, but there are only so many hours in a day, so I'll leave formal training for the good stuff and stick to RAD-style dirty fighting and whatever I learn in basic classes here for self-defense knowledge. Oh, and actual academic stuff should be just fine, too. Met with Professor Summers, who is having my room soundproofed. I so would not have thought about that until I'd woken the whole hall. I bet that's the one respect in which y'all don't miss me. Appreciated your call, Mom. To elaborate what I couldn't make clear musically, I will definitely try to make it to Mass once a month if I can locate an accessible church. Met some very nice fellow students, Malachy, Samantha, and Grace, at lunch. Planning to meet more. Also met a fellow New Orleans expatriate. Greatly enjoyed the experience. He also offered to prepare some real food some time. I would really enjoy that experience! Current Mood: happy Current Music: David Bowie: Ziggy Stardust (Comment on this)
Saturday, May 29th, 2004
10:06 pm	::Knocks on Prof. Summers's door:: Helen could barely contain herself from skipping down the hall. But it did not seem appropos in the circumstances. This was business. She already had her notebook ready. She knocked. (13 Comments |Comment on this)
1:43 pm	Dear Mom, Dad, Cassie, the Boys, the Troupe, and any of my new schoolmates reading this. Look at my new web page journal thingie. Isn't it nifty? I think so. Mom, I've e-mailed Cassie my phone number. Call. It'll be nice to hear your voice. Alternatively, you can get Cassie to show you how e-mail works. My new room is nice. Prof. Xavier still has the same all-knowing vibe he's been giving since we've been in contact with the school. In general, there hasn't been much conformity to Yankee stereotypes, so that's nice. From what I've been seeing of their journal-thingies, some of the people seem really cool. I have tried the food, and I'd like to thank you, Mom, for reminding me to pack some Tony's. I'm going to need it. I have contacted Ms. Hunter but before I start at the studio, I have to meet with a faculty member about it. Scheduling and stuff. NOTE TO PEOPLE AT XAVIER'S: I don't know how much Prof. Xavier has told the faculty, but for the students and, apparently, the x-tra people around here that the Prof.Xavier mentioned, here is your heads-up: Don't be shocked if Freddie Mercury, Jack White, or any other musician starts singing when I open my mouth. Or even if I don't open my mouth, because sometimes I forget to. Anyway, the music is my talking. Current Mood: optimistic Current Music: Nena: Alles Was Du Willst (21 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, May 28th, 2004
2:40 pm	"say something, anything" Test....1....2....3? (Comment on this)