Might as well make a new journal for the sake of replacing the other one. Nothing really trumps that Thursday though.


Uh... OTB (what else would I write about..?). We had some ghost hunters in (CPRS), and it was really interesting! They brought a PC viewscreen, showed us some ghost multimedia, and showed us their awesome gear. Best of all-- they weren't idiots. They were all techies who had a ton of expensive equipment from their normal jobs and they just shared the interest of seeing if ghosts exist and whatnot.

They had this video where they were out hunting in a funeral home and supposedly it was all silent to them, but during part of the video of their hunting, when they were watching it later, had music playing in it and a voice singing, and the ghost team interpreted it to be the sounds of a wake. To the kids listening to it it sounded like Stairway to Heaven, however

They were really cool, though, they brought in a bunch of unknown pictures, and definitely they were not 'crazy' as they were trying to find out if ghosts were in places through scientific means, even if their interpretations may've been off.

They brought night vision goggles, recorders, etc. all sorts of stuff. it was fun to play with...


Haunted Haus was amusing, as well, because katesimpson was there. I went through first and I ran through it way too fast, though, which was stupid. I missed all the monsters because I'm such a failure at life. It was still fun though.


This week we're having in someone to talk about Wisdom of Crowds phenomenon, and next week we're having the lovely beesy in to blow our minds with bellydancing, and we'll be doing that with some spicy food made by Colin. That kid has too many talents.

I like AIS now. Was humbled after getting my grade back, because I'm a doooouchebag. I have hilarious teachers, fortunately.
Spanish teacher's still a harpy.

Wot else? Nothing. Except my parents are going to kill me for my grades, I suppose. I'll add more to this later.

Aw man, I had the best day Thursday.

First it was out of the box, we were making the poster for activities fair, which was kind of fun. We just drew all sorts of random stuff on a poster and it was really surreal and fucked up. Colin was being his usual inventive self and went in to numerous different characters and accents, and it was very interesting.

Then afterwards he showed me his AP art portfolio, which was pretty cool-- he has an interesting style, and then we just started talking about RANDOM stuff, it was the least linear conversation I've ever had in my life-- I was legit scared at parts because I had no clue what was going on.

We'd talk about something we had in common for like one minute, then he'd remember something absolutely strange he did once, then that would remind him of a book, movie, comedian, etc, and we'd talk about that for a while, he might go in to some characters with voices and stuff, and then we'd go back to normal conversation for a minute and it would start over again. Very interesting.

Most disorientating of all-- if he got excited enough about a topic, he, at a couple times, invented entire stories in his head, improv, on the spot, with multiple characters, having respective personalities and voices each, abd acted them out on the spot. Literally, he'd start acting, unprompted, in the middle of a conversation, and it was incredible! The stories were really trippy and hilarious, too, just incredibly creative. And he didn't stop acting until the entire story had been resolved. Like 20 minutes of straight acting, each!

One story was about a guy being told by some sort of god's voice to look for his father, and then the god's voice carved a map in a tree which told him where to go. The map took him to a cave where he spent the night, and then wakes up and some creepy guy who knows him admits to having watched him sleep for the past 5 hours. Ends up being the traveler's father, who lives alone in this weird cave. They have a conversation for a long time that is incredibly strange about the people/family that used to live in the cave, which people die in because it's impossible to really get out of it. The only food is tea made out of bugs and eating rocks, horrifying the late dentist. A day goes by, the father offers a bed made of mushrooms to the kid. The bed of mushrooms gives people rashes that are strange but kind of pleasant, in particular gave the father a rash shaped like another map that has an exit map to the cave that he never really thought about as an exit map. Some other trippy stuff happens, the end, and we're both laughing our asses off because we have no idea how the FUCK any of that story came about (we were talking about amish people before that, or something).

The second story started off as us parodying sex education to young children that describes having a baby with the stork. Then somehow our idea of the stork morphed in to a gangster badass because the stork stepped in wet cement and left a stork print in the sidewalk. The town gangster crew, led by Tony the Italian gangbanger of course, super-realistic accent included (I thought a different person was making the voice for a few seconds, it was pretty shocking). The gangster is freaked the fuck out by the stork's footprint in his neighborhood's sidewalk, because the stork is a violent badass evidently, so he hires a hit on the stork. The hitman is paid 7 grand to shoot the stork and he ends up copping out, leading Tony to kill the guy. Tony then dresses up as a stork to sneak in to the stork's lair and, while looking for the stork, monologues his plan to kill it only to be interrupted by the stork. Fighting ensues, and the stork agrees to back off and give Tony his money back, or something along those lines.


It was the coolest thing ever. He is so much fun to talk to.


I had a bit of an email problem, too. This kid logged on to a computer under his name and I used it to email myself something. Instead of logging out at the end of the period, he just shut the computer and handed it to me, so I plugged it in and was still logged in to my file. Some asshole in the next period class then made the wild assumption I'd just logged in and left it on intentionally, so he made the decision to email me from my own email account to fucking state the obvious: "don't leave your email turned on with a live computer. be a bit more careful, it is necessary to turn off the computer before you shut it down."

As if I don't know that, DEE DERP DEE DERP DUMB TEE TUM. And then he signed it, best of all, with my teacher's name My teacher recommended he do this because it might seem stranger if I didn't know the person who was emailing me. WRONG! It scared the shit out of me, I was freaking out for like 2 hours because I started getting paranoid about my teacher seeing my inbox and such... It made me think my teacher was messing with my mind and knew whose email it was, although really, no one would have known the person whose name the email belonged to, because my name was not anywhere on there.

In short, it scared the shit out of me, and I got silly.


I like the kids I work with in integrated a lot more now. THEY ARE SO FUNNY. They talk about hookups they've had, drugs, parties, and they deviate from class topics in such interesting ways, it actually results in very clever things I'd never have thought of. This one chick only feeds her turtle once a month, it's 16 years old, and won't die She just told me she had a priest in to bless her turtle What? And she's writing a psychedelic children's book, which I think is awesome, as well.

I'm so glad I'm not with kids in my year, it really makes a big difference and is a ton more interesting.



AIS still blows. We haven't done jack shit with what we did over the summer (reading about indians and american culture) aside from our own interpretations of it, and now we're already moving on. Such a bullshit class so far, although I like the teachers-- sort of.


Also, meditation club is on wednesdays periods 5 and 6 in room 351/2, and on Fridays period 4, perhaps in room 109? I don't know about period 4 yet, much, I'm going to ask Sir K on Thursday to find out.

Not much happened this week. Trying to track down cookie monster guy for otb.

Meditation club might be during my lunch! :U


That aside, many potential events to go to.

1) Chicago ghost conference. Speakers all day Saturday Oct 3. 30 bucks. Anyone interested in coming? Actually, don't waste your money. I don't think I will, although I'd get great amusement from it.

2) I might go to Celtic fest to watch my spanish teacher dance. She danced for the class and it was a bit interesting, would like to see it as a group. Would win me teacher respect points. She's a bit of a mom-ish person, so she doesn't have the insane shtick, which is refreshing, I find.

3) Lyric opera singers free concert tomorrow. Wait I can't go, nevermind. Don't really care much.


GSA is a trip. SOOOOO many new kids, including two British dudes. And they brought even MORE people.

One gripe: THEY'RE ALL SCENE KIDS. I was helping make the poster with a few other kids, and the vast majority of them were meanwhile talking about screamo, scene fashion, hot topic, emo boy bands (and how hot they are, nothing about music of course), etc. So far they seem a tad heightened on a pedestal for being in GSA, particularly one of the British kids, but that's only my second impression of him, so who knows. My reason for thinking this is that we made that big GSA poster again and a bunch of them signed their name like '-NAME- is in this club!!' and then later in the hall the same kid was like 'OPPRESSION.' That's right, not 'End Oppression' or anything, just 'Oppression.' I should also add, because I'm a judgmental asshole, he was wearing spiky wristbands...

Sadly, I can't really go to GSA much anymore, because OTB is on the same day And this year we're actually going to be productive. Ah well.


Integrated is, again, wow. I am filled with lulz constantly. At how insanely mindblowing it is. All the kids I work with are always talking about drugs in one way or another, though (just in my small group). I can't wait until we learn more about group altruism/cooperation/freeloading/its importance on a larger scale. That ought to have some effect on how we cooperate, hopefully. Last time we wrote an essay I was really overworked because 2 people of four didn't do anything at all, and I ended up rambling for two questions without actually explicitly connecting it to answer the question in explicit terms because I was so rushed. One of the kids is great though. The history teacher is hilariously creative, the science teacher is, er, still unfamiliar ground, but uncommonly good-natured.
I attempted to speak pidgin the other day as a part of class. It sucked so hard. It took me 3 minutes to say, "There was a hit and run." Awesome exercise, although I'm not quite sure what direction we're headed in yet, or at least not entirely. And don't even get me started on the mammoth exercise! I can't talk about that, however, because Kate.

Class is amazing. take it.


AIS is kind of slow. I feel sort of timid about writing about America like I have to, because I feel like I don't KNOW anything about America, even though I do. There's also this one annoying chick in my class that will raise her hand with such impatience, it's humiliating to watch. While others are talking, she's waving her hand in the air, stiffening her arm more and more you'd think the thing would detach itself and flutter away, as she's mouthing her answer, rolling her eyes, lolling her tongue-- it's just appalling. BE PATIENT, FUCKER, AND TELL YOUR FRIEND TO SHUT UP. And whenever she speaks it's wonderfully inept. This other chick just kind of repeats whatever the person before her says. Steenwilly is Steenwilly: he just says outlandish things that are the equivalent of verbal Rush Limbaugh rule 34, and it's almost artistic in how different it is from everything else I hear all day.

In short, I dislike half the kids in my AIS class, because they are the type of people I was hoping to avoid in all of my studies. But the other half are pretty cool. Or at least four or five.


Next topic for ais blog:

Smoking ban benefits
Teacher sexing up male student and people think isokay

Eh, good day today. OTB leaders meeting.


Shared ideas, etc. My teacher is hilarious, he wants us to try and find a guy who thinks he's really the Phantom of the Opera. Where does he get these ideas?


And this kid Colin is crazy. We were talking about the school's new printing policy and he's like "Oh yes, when I was a sophomore I used up a lot of paper. I wrote a one hundred eighty-five page story."

Baffled, and with everyone basically laughing at how amazing this kid is, I asked, "Jeez, what was it about?!"

He didn't remember! What an interesting kid.



Consensus for the Out of the Box ad has been reached, we're going to use the image I previously designed and posted on dA that is also a t-shirt design. And the meditation club ad, although finished, needs to be edited for time and day because we don't know when it meets. Hopefully I'll be able to go this year, if he decides to make it period six. Also Gus wants me to edit the transitions more.



INTEGRATED. Is cool. Take that class. Best part of my day.
AIS is sort of meh. I like my teachers a lot, and a few classmates (STEENWILLY!!!), but I dislike most of my classmates. And already our first project is bleehhggh.

Math teacher is nice. But I just failed my first quiz I need to work!

This year's been pretty awesome so far. My schedule works well. Having early bird gym is actually very fun and right in the beginning of the day I have Integrated, which is extremely interesting. It's baffling. We've only had 4 days of school yet, 3 that weren't syllabus days, and we've already had 2 excruciatingly interesting discussions.

Gaahhh. Take that class if you can, and not because it's funny. The questions in it are just fantastic, and the class is made to fit the learning styles (and sometimes schedules) of individuals rather than the class as a whole.


I'm actually awake for math class this year, and I like my math teacher. She taught the TELL class on backpacking through australia so she has my respect. And she's a lax teacher, too, not an asshole like my last year's teacher.


I like my art teachers a lot more this year. It's the same two teachers, but now that I know them a bit I like Mr. B a lot more. He's such a nice guy! And we have a great class with ackjack, ro, and the lot. Going to be awesome.

A lot of the sophomores in my Drawing and Painting class are insanely good at drawing, it's VERY scary.

So yeah, everything's good. Although things have been awkward, sort of. I broke a window the other day because I was PO'd. I meant to hit the door so my dad would stop ignoring me, but I hit the window. All for a silly reason.

Been awkward since then And my parents have been weird every time I get angry, even though I'll be in the middle of sleeping and they'll be blasting tv and laughing their asses off, or blasting music, after opening my door and leaving it open because they were checking on me or something. Honestly, a groggy sleeping person is going to get pretty angry after that sort of audio bombardment.