Room 302 [afternoon]
After her technology class, Celia found herself far more intrigued by computers and the like than she had been up to this point. Yes, of course they provided ample resources to educate herself further -- but there was simply so much, and such a steep learning curve, that she didn't exactly know where to start. It had been nearly a hundred and fifty years since her own time, after all. And while she'd already experienced the better part of 2014, she still wasn't entirely sure she could tell a tablet from a cell phone.
In any case, she'd swung by the library on her way back to her room, and was now sprawled on her bed in a sea of skirts and glossy catalog pages. The good news was that she was able to look at nearly everything that was available on the market, this way. The bad news, of course, was that they were a solid three years out of date and she hadn't noticed yet, so Celia's excitement over finally knowing something was probably going to be fairly short-lived.
[open, SP whooo!]
In any case, she'd swung by the library on her way back to her room, and was now sprawled on her bed in a sea of skirts and glossy catalog pages. The good news was that she was able to look at nearly everything that was available on the market, this way. The bad news, of course, was that they were a solid three years out of date and she hadn't noticed yet, so Celia's excitement over finally knowing something was probably going to be fairly short-lived.
[open, SP whooo!]