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Journal Entry: Wed May 23, 2012, 5:05 PM

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_{Greetings, deviants. It is about time I got my lazy self caught up on this journal shenanigans, so I am writing this journal on a Wednesday [it seems like a Thursday though, seriously I have made that mistake like forty times today] and I'll put this week's crap on a Sunday one and I will FINALLY caught up. -long apathetic silence from my sea of watchers-

FINE

BE THAT WAY

Anyway, this is last week. From a cake covered in impaled teddy grahams [my beautiful contribution to the party in English class... Mr. Z thought it was hella cool though, and he didn't say that about anyone else's, so TAKE THAT ALL OF YOU!] to continuous ant rescue missions, from being creeped on by Creeper I to an even higher, more irritating level to some juicy drama... that was last week. It was a trip, and now I will puke it into a journal.

Monday 5/14

So we have this dumb assignment for our English final that we have been working on in class for like two decades - it is this stupid essay where we have to actually use FIRST PERSON in parts to describe things we learned and connections we made, and cite our OWN papers as evidence. For example, it could be something like this - "The Crucible is a perfect example of attempts by humans to create a utopia, which is a trademark of society - humans are never fully satisfied with the lives that they lead. I made the connection between this and McCandless's attempts to separate himself from the rest of the world in Into the Wild. [Source 1]"

Does that or does that not sound COMPLETELY moronic? It does and you know it. I have a certain style of research paper writing and it definitely does not involve inserting crap that makes it sound like a paragraph by a third grader. Mr. Z didn't come up with the assignment, but he and the other teachers are required to make us do it. I want to punch it in the face. Can't we just do a NORMAL research paper? No, let's use some first person. Harumph. Anyway, class on Monday was more working on that essay. Mr. Z fussed at me for not putting enough first person in mine. No thank you, I would prefer to retain my research-paper dignity. I have four first person things, isn't that enough???

Anyway, in drama we worked on our video some more. We got Mrs. J to help. I am too lazy to type up the entire description [I'll post the script on here eventually, tooootes] but whatever, she was SO ADORABLE

In history, Mr. B finally dropped the bomb [I had known about this for a while from Mrs. J]... he is leaving the school for a higher-up job involving AP US education. The social sciences department is losing its most well-reputed teacher. Not only is he a total sweetie pie, but he knows EVERYTHING about US history. And he is leaving us...

NOO MR B

I don't want to talk about it anymore. This is seriously depressing. Not that I can fully blame him for taking the other job, it seems like a great opportunity, but this will seriously strike a blow to the social sciences department to have him gone.

Tuesday 5/15

After a morning of two hours with Charlite / Lauren / Julie [at varying times] at my favorite table in the center of the science hallway, best vantage point in the school, it was off to Mrs. W's room with Julie to beg her to teach AP bio. She seems to kind of be leaning against it.

NO

Etymology was a bore. Surprise surprise. Chem was a test, and math was a bore, but at least Mr. M is there, being amusing in his own weird way. Then, to make up for the loss of fifth block the previous Friday, I had etymology AGAIN. They tore away our precious 1-flex, the time where Julie and I hang out with Mrs. J, and I was stuck in that hellhole etymology class for another hour and a half.

Oh my gosh. MAKE IT STOP. I got out of class for a few minutes to go to my locker and wandered around with Kyra before having to return. That at least broke up the monotony a little bit.

After school, Lauren and I sat in the library and shared a bag of chex mix [the new recipe, which doesn't have milk in it... beats me why the old one did, why the hell do you need milk in CHEX MIX?? ] from the vending machine. That is literally the only thing I will get from that vending machine, and even chex mix is hovering on the boundary of unhealthy. Still though, best you can get [aside from the Foxes mint rolls] from a school vending machine full of Skittles, potato chips, pop-tarts, and cheese curls. After loitering in the library for a while, we walked [well, she walked, I biked extremely slowly] to my house to put the captions on the drama video. The weather was gaaaaaaaawgeous. Mm. Wish it could be like that all summer, but nope, as soon as the doors of that school shut for the long break, the heat blanket drops. FYL, furry animals.

Wednesday 5/16

Wednesday morning, Julie began freaking out over the AP World exam, which she had coming up that week. Girl, if you start flipping out days away from the exam, that is GOOD. Last year, I began losing it over world about three weeks before, and I was definitely in worse shape than her that close to it. US took a little longer to set in, but even with that I had about ten days of seriously going crazy with 'AHHGHHHHH I'M GOING TO GET A FOUR' paranoia. We shall avoid that topic.

I... I can't... get... a... four...

Anyway, in psych we started to watch the movies and videos for the projects. The first group had an episode of a TV show on OCD. It was about a woman who engaged in anal scrubbery out of paranoia of dirtiness associated with feces, and there was also a guy who compulsively worked out. Trippin'.

In drama, we sat outside. Creeper I creeped. He has definitely gotten more ballsy about it, too. Now he will just come creeping over, staring at me and smiling at me like I am a steak [he does it at lunch now, too, since he has changed from walking back and forth in front of the cafeteria doors and staring at me to sitting with Lauren, Julie, and I staring at me like I am the meal instead of whatever cafeteria sludge he had], and sit right next to me.

ARGHH

For those of you who are about to throw a pity party, scram. Seriously who the hell wants to be stared at like that all the time? I have NO IDEA what nasty fantasies he is having inside his mind. I mean, maybe all he thinks of are daisies and butterflies and rainbows, but come on now. He is a high school senior male.

Anyway, so the drama class was scattered between the theatre, the black box, and the area outside [there is a door right by the black box that leads to a concrete section with a sort of roof-y thing over it, then there is the sidewalk leading towards the front parking lot, the art patio to the right, the flagpoles and panther statue to the left, and lots of grass].

I sat on the right side of the brick edge in the shaded concrete area with Julie, Lauren, and Creeper I, who either stared at me, stared at the concrete, read his book, or butt into our conversations with useless input. I worked on my latest artistic thingy [should be on dA this weekend, it is almost done, if not this weekend then next weekend] while ants crawled from the jungle borderlands of the concrete slabs upon which we sat. Not wanting to squish them, I had to get up in like two minute intervals, slide a paper under one of the little beasts, and move it into the grass. Seriously, ants, out of ALL THAT GRASS to hang out in, why do you want the tiny patch of concrete where you put your stupid self in grave danger??? Creeper watched as I picked up the ants, smiling sketchily.

I will miss him, in a weird way... but at the same time, it will be nice to have a PERSONAL CONVERSATION WITHOUT HIM BEING TWO FEET AWAY.

Thursday 5/18

In chemistry, I had to finish a quiz that I had been unable to complete the previous class when we had all been taking it since I didn't understand the material and kept spacing out during it. So, Mr. M sent me off to the prep room for the entire period [aside from about fifteen minutes at the beginning] to conquer the beast. There wasn't much I could do, since I STILL didn't understand the material, so I had long stretches of staring at questions followed by some pathetic attempts at answering them. I washed my hands a bunch of times, stared at the wall, stared at the floor, and rolled pencils back and forth. It wasn't going to happen. So I switched to pen [I HATE pencils], did a bunch of crazy senseless math on three of the remaining four and on the fourth, doodled him a story with some senseless math included.

Hale yeah! Go me!

Other than that, nothing particularly enthralling happened all day, but I got out of flex [it was 2/6, which used to be chess time with Mr. Z {well, in February and March it was, anyway} but he is too proud to lose to me for the fourth time in a row] to watch Black Swan. That movie is DISGUSTING. I'm not talking about the blood, the pedophilia [actually I think she is over 18.... not sure though], or the lesbian scene... it's the cracking, the crunching, the skin, the bristly feathers... the... the...

UGH

Anyway, my psych group [Karen, Maegan, Parnian, Kio, and I] has chosen that beautiful film [it's not a bad story by any stretch, just grosses me the hell out, I can watch any final destination, saw, or whatever else with a straight face {and some sadism} but I just can't with Black Swan] to demonstrate psychosis, as well as some OCD and anorexia, which are present a little bit in it as well. Karen had a doctor's appointment and Maegan had to help with tech for the play so they couldn't make it, but Kio, Parnian, and I ditched flex and headed to Parnian's house to watch it and write down the times of all of the inappropriate scenes.

Seriously, we're going to have to trim like 1/3 of that movie.

Anyway, over popcorn and strawberries, we watched the movie, taking note of the inappropriate-ness that infiltrates like every other scene. Hopefully we didn't get the times wrong on any of those, or Mrs. H is not going to be a happy camper. She has never seen that movie before, should be in an interesting experience.

Friday 5/19

Friday was a party for English, and the previous class we had all signed up to bring something. Despite the fact that I can't even HAVE cake [unless I put those nasty fake eggs in it, but half the reason I went vegan was because I think animal products are disgusting {concept and taste} and unhealthy, so I avoid that kind of stuff], I had my mother make one [she is retired now, might as well exercise the housewife role to the fullest] in a bundt pan. It's like French all over again, I used to make those a lot for dialogues to get extra credit...

Ah, French. Seems like decades ago. -leans back in rocking chair and rattles dentures-

Anyway, it was a pretty sexy cake, if I do say so myself. It had white icing with green sugar sprinkles, tiny crunchy flower sprinkles, and chocolate chips on top, the former scattered and the latter arranged into rings around the center. It had TH8 CRUCIBL8 [I ran out of Es, sue me] in sugar letters on one side, with blood dripping around the words. In the middle there were toothpicks with honey teddy grahams hot-glued to them [Mr. Z made an announcement to anyone stupid enough to try that those were not to be eaten] with blood dripping all over them and down the center edge of the cake. I wish I had gotten a picture, it was actually really kickass. I wanted to have some sort of gallows, to make it more realistic to The Crucible, but hale, too much work. So impaled teddies it was.

Anyway, I brought that sucker in at 7, plopped it on the table, and had it sitting proudly beside me [eliciting some commentary from Mr. G on his morning pass by my table] until Mr. Z finally hauled his hind to school, almost an hour later than usual. Rrgh. Anyway I dropped my beautiful creation off in his room to hang out there during first block [his planning] and he admired it and laughed at its creativity and genius-ness. Not in a malicious way, more like a 'wow you WOULD do that' kind of way.

So, with that out of the way, I had a forensics meeting - and following it, in the fifteen minutes remaining before I had to be in AP Psychology for the showing of A Beautiful Mind for schizophrenia, it was off to Mrs. W's room with Julie to spill some recent news involving myself and a twenty-something year old who took it upon himself to transcend the academic and professional boundaries of our acquaintanceship and... well... hit on me. He's not too bad looking, don't get me wrong [though he is utterly demolished by some of the teachers at the high school], but not interested. It isn't really the age [though that is definitely a factor], it is just him. Not interested. Anyway, she totally flipped her shit biscuits, as would be expected. She has gotten very overprotective and motherly of Julie and I in the past year. To think, she was once my academic bio teacher who I couldn't stand and saw as a crabby old bitch...

Well, she kind of is a crabby bitch, but she is not THAT old.

Anyway, psych was movie time, then it was on to English. The class devoured that cake like ants on rotting flesh. I managed to salvage some for Julie, but the rest was shredded beneath the ruthless forks and teeth of teenagers. They... they... liked ittttt ahhh

During drama, Julie, Lauren, and I stopped by Mrs. J's room to tell her the news.
-Mrs. J's class leaves room, she is last out-
Julie: Mrs JJJJJ, can we talk to you real quiiiiick?
MJ: Hmmm but that PTSO lunch thing is now...
Julie: It's juicy gossip!
MJ: -doesn't miss a beat- In!! In!! -begins to close door as we go in room-
Me: [not sure exactly what his age is but I'm pretty sure it is this] A 28 year old is hitting on me!!
MJ: -door SLAM- WHAT????

She is so cute and fragile, so she wasn't like screaming or anything, but she had a pretty intense reaction. Anyway she suggested telling him I am not interested, and she didn't say to be all that nice about it either. Mrs. J, Mrs. J, you heartbreaker.

In AP US, we all sorted out the last details for the final 'exam', which is not an exam at all but a debate and a seminar. I was originally going to be in the debate but I switched to the seminar because it seemed like there would be a higher chance of getting a topic involving foreign policy. I chose Douglas MacArthur for my seminar figure so I would have an excuse to read [not much, unfortunately, just very select pieces] American Caesar, which is on the top of my list for summer reading. I am seriously in love with that book. Awesome shit. MacArthur is a pretty intense guy, and Manchester has like the perfect writing style for what I like to read. Enough talking about history, I could go on for days.

So anyway, I sat with Maegan and Corey and drew instead of working [I don't like using websites for history papers and I wanted to use my own books, not the ones in the library] until the bell rang, then Annie and I headed off to the English room to pick up the box that I had kept my cake in. While there, we told Mr. Z about the whole incident [I had only chosen three teachers to tell, since I know them really well, and he was one of them]. For someone usually appearing so chill about everything, he really freaked out over it. Not like AEEEEGHHHAAAAA OH MY GOOOOSH type, but 'I am seriously concerned, what the heck' type. Anyway, combining advice from all three of them plus my own knowledge of how to deal with this person, I put an end to it [it was over email, not in person]. Go me. It sounds really mild on here since none of you guys know the kind of stuff he said [nothing like 'bitch let's have sex' or any of that, don't get me wrong here] but this was actually the biggest drama I've had in high school, ever, and I have been in the midst of some pretty dramatic stuff.

Anyway, nothing much else to say about that.. or anything, for that matter, so until next time -

Sharkdiver131 out.

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_{Julie took this picture on New Year's Eve [Dec 31 2011] right before we went to Great Falls. My Creative Writing Class requires a self-portrait, drawn or photographed, for the final project, and we had a photo-shoot for that and I stole this picture for the dA ID. I am fake-working on the dinosaur picture here. Ick, it looks like I'm wearing crappy eye makeup in this... NO MAKEUP I TELL YOU! Makeup is for squares. And I'm not being "immature", I seriously see no justification in me requiring makeup. Although many seem to find my appearance inadequate and act like I just freaking killed a baby or something when I say I don't wear makeup. Anyway, that's my aquarium in the background, and the gray blob is one of my gouramis.

Now, for some things about me that no one cares about...

I like maggots, if it wasn't immediately evident by my icon. They fascinate me. The only animals I like more than them are sharks.

I love gory movies and violent things, though I never kill bugs and I'm a vegan. [That's right, one of the obnoxious beasts who read the nutrition label of everything and are super picky. I won't get preachy on you unless you diss my health-snob things or make one of those 'EHMAGAWSH THOOO PRO ANIMAL RIGHTS' -eating meat at the time- comments]. Anyway, step on an insect when I'm around and I will smack you, and I do NOT want to hear anyone telling me why I should go back to eating meat. I am what I am, live with it.

I have a secret love for bagpipe music [if it's played WELL, anyway].

I love Star Trek TOS / TNG and I have a necklace with a starfleet command insignia on it [from the Philadelpha Comic Convention 2010] that I wear every day. A statement of my nerdiness.

I hate dolphins, they piss me off.

I bike to school almost two hours early every day just because I like being there.

I'm really cynical and unemotional, and a lot of people translate my apathetic tone as 'attitude'.

I'm a MAJOR pack rat - I'm one of those people who will pick up anything off the parking lot, school hallway floor, or anywhere else if it looks like it has any value / use whatsoever. My backpack and locker are full of that sort of stuff.

The word feeling and any words derived from it irritate the living shit out of me for no explainable reason.

I wear a watch at almost all times, I can't stand not knowing what time it is.

I absolutely LOATHE brand name stores - Abercrombie, Aeropostale, Hollister, etc - and you will NEVER see me wearing them, unless it's for a skit in drama class.

As my dA name implies, I love scuba diving, and I have been to Key Largo three times

My favorite bands / artists [damn this was tough to narrow down] are Journey [they have tons of amazing songs, I actually don't particularly like Don't Stop Believing {cue the mob}], Boston, Fleetwood Mac, Elton John, Snow Patrol, Dave Matthews Band, Frank Sinatra, Hootie and the Blowfish [good band, awkward name], Bob Marley, Queen, Onerepublic, and Matchbox Twenty. Also I like Beethoven. Hale yeah classical!

I LOVE CHESS

Stephen King is my favorite author, I've been reading to / listening to books on tape of his stuff since like fifth grade

I'm a bit of an environmental psycho at times. ....wellll, okay, pretty much all of the time.

I abhor team-building activities. These include [but are not limited to] the Human Knot, the Trust Fall, and that stupid bitch thing where everyone stands on a tarp and the goal is to flip it over with everyone still on it and never touch the floor. So basically everyone just stands around and yells at each other and nothing gets done and it's a massive waste of time.

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