Ridgeway Resort - Network Comm

I still don't know why Santana left.

Thank you for delivering my Easter basket, Elena! You work for the Easter Bunny now? Is he nice?

I hope the Easter Bunny leaves me lots of chocolate tomorrow.

Filtered from Santana

Today is Santana's birthday. I think she's upset about something but she won't tell me what so I want to throw a party in our cabin tomorrow night to cheer her up. Everyone should come! Well, if you're cool.

( Private to Santana )

Um... what the hell just happened? Am I seriously going to have to work as a server? AND I have to live in a cabin... with other people? My life... officially has gone up in flames...

People keep telling me I should have picked Santana. I don't get it.

I'm a dance teacher now, so if anyone wants lessons from the best, sign up now.

I'll still be brushing the horses, but not as much as before.

( Private to the guy who brought us here )

Someone told me that I quit the Cheerios. Like they would know. I never saw them before, so they either don't go to my school or they don't matter. I just don't understand why they would think I quit. Being a Cheerio makes me popular and if I'm not a Cheerio, I'll get slushies in my face all the time. It's not like I wanted to come here and I'm sure Coach Sylvester will understand that when I go back. Maybe.

I found out that Santana is my roommate! I don't know if anyone else lives in that cabin with us I hope not. I like having her all to myself, but I'm really glad I'm close to her. She helps me when I get lost. That's how I found my room last night after she showed me her room.

Also, Brooke Davis, one of the characters from my favorite show is here! I told you they were real, Tana! I always told her I'd love to meet Brooke and some of the other characters but she always told me they didn't exist in real life.

But Rachel told me we're part of a show too and that that somehow doesn't disqualify us from competition but I don't really get how that works. I don't get how a lot of things work.

Okay, what the Hell?! If this is some freaky surprise birthday party, I'm officially surprised! You can come out now and give me my presents...

Do I get paid for playing with grooming the horses? Last year, when Quinn got pregnant, she made Finn get a job so that he could have money to help her with the baby.

If I do, can I donate my money to Charity?

Right. Okay see, there was this portal, and I kind of got sucked in. Believe it or not, not the weirdest thing that's happened to me. Moving on. How do I get home? Anybody got a magic book, or witch handy or something? I'll even take an amulet at this point and those things are always gaudy as hell.

Okay, cottage cheese and pickles is where I draw the line. Somebody needs to inform this kid that his mother is not a garbage disposal because even I can't stomach some of the crap I'm craving. Seriously. How does anyone survive this kind of eating? It should be biologically impossible. I'm disgusted just thinking about the stuff I have put in my mouth over the past few weeks. I hate this. I can't survive two more months of it.

I can't work here! I have to go back to Ohio and compete in Sectionals. I'm supposed to dance with Mike and if I don't dance, New Directions will lose and it will be over, then I will lose Artie for good.

Don't tell anyone I said this, but I really like being in Glee Club, I don't want Principal Figgins to close it.

Bloody Hell. I think Fred and George pulled their biggest prank yet on me. I'm walking to the Quidditch pitch and all of a sudden I am here. Can someone explain to me where here is?

Anybody want to explain to me why I just walked out of a hospital into...

Where the hell am I? Where's my team?

I've been getting better about actually eating to take care of myself and the baby and I'm getting to a point where I'm starting to wonder why I wasn't willing to eat right before. I mean, I know that as a cheerleader, keeping my figure was very important but was it worth the cost of practically starving myself?

I guess I'm starting to cope with being here, too. Even if I'm all alone again ever since Puck left. I mean, it's really hard that Puck isn't here to help in case something goes wrong, but maybe I don't need him. I think I was starting to rely on him a little too much. Don't get me wrong, I miss him and it would have been nice for the father of my baby to be here through the whole pregnancy, but it's not necessary.

So when the Goblin's said they had a test for me I was really wasn't expecting something like this.

So I had this dream I was in Cleveland because Satana this guy and I were running away. And then last night we were having super hot sex and she fell asleep before I did and sometimes when I can't sleep I like to walk around my house, but since I was in this big hotel thingy I walked around that. And then I stepped outside to get some fresh air and got attacked by a homeless man or something (it wasn't Patches) and when I woke up I was back in bed with this weird cut on my arm.

Totally weird, right?