All right... I haven't posted in a while, and I felt kinda like I should, after this amount of time. I looked up strange things on YouTube.com, and I found an awesome Russian song called 'Kalinka' by Yamboo... That I'm IN LOVE with... The lead singer is SO HOT... Even for me. The song is just going to be stuck in my head for the rest of my life now. I love it.
I'm working on a few stories that I have to edit soon... And I also really need to get to work on my English project and my Graphic Novel thing... I'm drawing a comic about an ex-convict that 'died' in a freak accident and now he's back for revenge on his killer... And he's a blood-sucker just for the reason of: I wanted to draw A LOT of blood for this and I needed a good reason. He's also a necrophiliac, which is a first for me to draw or even dabble in; because I don't personally like the idea, but this certain character was
made to be dead, so necrophilia has to take place somewhere.
Today two other classmates (friends) and myself got to take a field trip to a nearby college and participate in a strange meeting that advocates a No Hate policy and tries to get students thinking about how different life would be with a disability or a lifestyle that differs from the norm. Me being a gay student, I can relate very much to some of the things that were said. My friends and I were all facilitators for this, and there were 5 or 6 tables of the Middle School I was from, which I could handle, 8 of another Middle School that I could probably also handle... Another Middle School that was out-of-town that I could've handled... And then the Alternate School for Hopeless, Evil Children. Guess which one I got! I tried to get the students to think about what would happen if they had a physical disability, which was my opening project, but there were some that didn't want to participate; which I was fine with, but then I realized later that the ones who didn't participate were the ones that would be giving me the biggest headache, because all I could get from them was 'that sucks' and 'well, it doesn't apply to me, so why should I care?' and 'My life wouldn't be any different if I was missing a leg!'...
By the end of the day I was ready to go on a mass homicide mission or cry, whichever came first to my plate. I even skipped lunch - just because I knew that I would've thrown up if I ate anything. It was horrible to work with the kids, just because I felt bad that I couldn't get it into them what was happening and that there was some hope left in the world... and that just because they went to a "bad" school, they weren't useless. I wanted them to realize that if they really wanted to make a difference and change things for themselves that they would have to put their all into a project and make sure that they were remembered for something other than a bad reputation.
All in all, today was a fairly good day... Even though I wish I could've done more. And, of course, we were promised another adult at the table that would know what to do if the high school facilitators got stuck. I did not have one of those; nor did I know what I was supposed to do for the second half of the time we had together. But that was settled rather quickly, and we did the stupid thing we had to do. Because I had a school for kids with attitude problems, there were three other adults at the table to handle them. In my opinion, some of the adults had more of an attitude problem than the kids. They asked me if they could take what they'd already drawn, and cut and paste it onto the billboard we were supposed to be making. I said that I didn't think we could, but I'd ask. I asked, and the woman running the thing said 'no.' I came back and told everyone we couldn't do it, but they tried to do it anyway. Just because I was younger than them made me wrong and them right. I love it when people have that mentality - especially on a day where we were supposed to cast aside differences and treat each other equally. This was my first year at this things, and I guarantee that it was my last, and not just because I'm a senior.
It was fun, but I don't want to do it again. Like, ever. I liked what they were trying to accomplish and I liked the message they were giving, and I hope they have a lot of success with it... but I never want to do it that way again. I will advocate the purpose, and I will advocate the ideas... but I will NOT go to that seminar / meeting thing again. No. Never. NO.
-Best Wishes.
Lakxigne.
Current Location: Chair
Current Mood: 
ugh
Current Music: Yamboo - Kalinka
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