April 20th 2011: Peculiar Pen

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f9qio4kVWSA

No post yesterday because I truly didn't feel like posting. I was tired. Nothing really eventful happened yesterday anyway. They brought search dogs in today because of 4/20. 

I'm reading the book Anthem by Ayn Rand for English class. Of course most of the students find it boring as steamed dog shit. I admit it's not the most exciting book in the world, but it's a pretty good sci-fi story about a collective society and shit. We have the shitty student version. Stuff is cut out. I want to find the original version. 

Now about that pen: I was going through my supplies at the beginning of school, and noticed that my red pen had some piece of paper in it. I took out my phone to record it quick. I tried to get the note out for like 10 minutes, but the bell rang and soon I had to go inside my classroom. I eventually got the note out with a paper clip after school. This was written on the paper: "onefinalvisit". What could that mean?

Could someone spread this blog around please? I appreciate the one reader who comments... But I need more... MOAR!

April 18th 2011: Counseling

Today I decided to go through seeking out a counselor to help with my headaches and problems. Mrs. Rees wishes to see me every day after school. More of an inconvenience towards my parents, they'll have to pick me up every day from school, but I suppose it'll have to do if I want to deal with these problems.

I don't know why we had school today. There's no school friday, I plan to hang out with some friends that day.

The substitute P.E. teacher bitched at me for not dressing out, and this is what I told her in response.

"I don't have an adequate excuse to give you, so I won't bother an attempt to make one up on the spot. In other words, I could care less."

The people sitting on the bleachers (People who don't dress out have to sit there) overheard and found it amusing.

I just fucked up also. You know how I was holding a flashlight in the power outage video? I just fucking realized my iPhone has goddamn flash that can be used as a light. Bright light too. For fuck's sake, haha.

Guessing I should stay away

With all this weird stuff happening I'm thinking I should stay away, I've seen that message (Stay away) several times, in the notes I've been receiving. I don't know where exactly I should stay away from though. The forest? What did I do that attracted some stalker after me?

Edit: Just saw that video uploaded to my YouTube. Goddammit. Am I going schizophrenic or something? I know I never was considered a normal kid, but am I really becoming schizophrenic? cant be, its not true

April 15th 2011: Power Outage

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmGAOiIqk_0

Well this night has been a total shitfest. I'm afraid to go outside.

I was laying down in my bed with my laptop in an awkward position, writing a screenplay, and talking to Sophie on Skype. All of a sudden the lights and television go off, and my internet disconnects. This was at 8 PM.

I struggle to find a flashlight, using my iPhone as a flashlight to find a real flashlight before using it to record. The light in the laundry room was active, but the one in the bathroom were not. When I returned to the laundry room to make sure the lights were acting normal again, the switch got jammed and I couldn't turn it back on.

Back in the bathroom I start hearing shuffling, like foliage shaking, or something. When I do a double-take at the window, I see that same figured guy from before. He was looking at me. He wasn't there the second before. But then he was. And then he wasn't. I swear to god I saw him.

My parents wake up and are concerned about the power outage. We knock on the door of our neighbor's (We live in a duplex), and ask them about the power. Their lights and TV are on.

I return to my bedroom and notice a piece of paper under my pillow.
I'm too lazy to take a picture or record it, but it was in the same manner of the previous notes.
"CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT" was written on it, instead this time the piece of paper was flat; not crumpled.

It seemed as soon as I finished reading that message, the lights returned back to normal.

I really need to know someone is reading this. I can't take talking to a wall much longer.

April 14th 2011: Tomorrow

Sorry about last night.

Tomorrow is the date that was included in the PowerPoint. I don't know what to expect.
Coach Klein and Mr. Smith are still missing. The principal came to our classrooms to tell the class that she and he were "fired" for "skipping too many days", though I'm sure nobody knows what that truly means. We have new permanent teachers now.

Still trying to shelter myself from all this depression. Still playing video games and watching television.

April 13th 2011

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TrHSjobllkI

April 12th 2011: What am I seeing

God I'm so tired.

This pain is getting unbearable. I swear to god my pain was making me see things today, somehow.

I managed to finish the FCAT today, but I vomited midway. My teacher said she should call the clinic but I just kept saying I was fine. I don't know what is happening to me, or why it's happening all of a sudden. I keep hearing voices in my head telling me to stay away. Whispers, in my head. It's driving me crazy. Now that FCATs are done I just want to stay home. Stay home with Sophie and relax. 

April 11th 2011: FCAT shenanigans

Today was part one of the FCAT. Probably one of the most frustrating and annoying days of my life. All throughout the testing, my headache continued to torment me. I'm hearing ringing noises more often than usual. It was so hard to focus. I didn't even finish. I think I had like ten more questions. I didn't bother just filling in any random answer.

My loud panting disturbed people around me, and my teacher asked if I felt okay. As much as I'd like to say no, I just told her that it was no problem, that it was just the air in the room.

I just want FCATs to be over with.

Getting there

Sorry for not posting yesterday, I was getting some rest. I've been having headaches, but I'm getting better. I occasionally hear some ringing sounds, but my ears have always been doing that.

Sophie's really making me happy, and getting me through this pain. It's probably just silly teenage love, but I have deep feelings for her.

Why must I beee a teenager in looove?

April 7th 2011: Video Games

Buried the cat today. To make things happier I'm sheltering myself with video games.

Goddamn, the new L.A. Noire trailer kicks some fucking ass. Been waiting for this game since 2006, and this shit looks amazing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYNhs0roxT0

Wish my brother would let me use his PS3; I'd want to get LAN on PS3 since it was originally an exclusive.

Think I'll buy it for Xbox 360 if both versions are equal.
Portal 2 and Duke Nukem Forever looks great too.

April 6th 2011: WHAT THE FUCK

I'm seriously freaking out right now. First off, my PowerPoint presentation went horrible. I swear to god the file I had saved on my flash drive wasn't edited from its topic about herpes. I went to the school library before school started to make sure everything was working fine. I browsed the internet for a little while and the bell rang so I walked off to my class. About ten minutes of generic presentations, waiting to be called up. Mr. Horner calls my name and I plug my flash drive into the old iBook laptop connected to the projector. I'm confused as the name of the PowerPoint file changed from "herpespresentation" to "awarningforyougeorge".

I double click on the file and what am I greeted to? Pictures of a dead, mutilated cat covering the slides.
I quickly try to scramble through the slides as Mr. Horner quickly approaches the computer to unplug my flash drive and tell me to sit down. The cat looked awfully familiar to my cat, a chartreux.

It was an awkward day all around. I went to the library after school to revisit the PowerPoint. I have no idea how that shit got changed, because I'm literally 100% sure I changed absolutely NOTHING from the original herpes presentation.

I walk home with Sophie (We're getting really close, I'm wondering if boyfriend/girlfriend relationship is a possibility), and told her what happened. We have to separate a couple blocks away from my house as her house is in a cul-de-sac. I jog home to enter my house with my mother actually home, telling me unfortunate news.

Before she can tell me that unfortunate news, I see the unfortunate news for myself. There lay my cat Marcus, on a beach towel on the floor.

This is some scary shit and I don't know what to think. So much weird shit has been happening lately.

I've uploaded the PowerPoint to mediafire for some followers out there to investigate... If I truly have any followers. Seems like I'm talking to a wall. I've removed the mutilated cat pictures from the presentation as I'm sure no one (including me) wants to see that shit.

http://www.mediafire.com/?nk5o92v45vt0ka2

That picture seems to be taken out my window, but I have no recollection of ever taking any photos outside my front yard at night.
I don't know what the fuck that date means, but I'll certainly keep my eyes open.

April 5th 2011: Fainting at school

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4FownArbu_g

I don't know what the fuck caused what happened at school today. It was a pretty smooth day as usual. I had few hours of sleep today so I took my usual nap in 7th period. It started raining mid-7th period. The bell rings and I make my way downstairs to the bus loop. I've been meaning to do a demo reel of my iPhone footage for a while now, so I figured I'd pull out my iPhone to record some stuff. Soon after I started recording I began to feel sick; and there were some faint ringing noises I could hear. I tried to clear my throat as my nose began to feel really weird, apparently I had a nosebleed according to the nurse. I felt more and more light-headed as I dropped to the ground. 

I can remember just laying on the floor for a good fifteen seconds as people began to clamor around me. Several friends and curious girls crowded up around me, and I don't know what exactly I saw, but I got a glance of someone just standing in the background; half of his body blocked by the bus that was parked in front of it. He was just standing there, didn't seem to be moving at all. My eyes were getting quite blurry at the time, so perhaps what I saw was just some regular kid who looked bizarre and tall through my damaged vision. Could be a teacher or some other adult, not even seniors here look that tall.

I don't know if I'm going to school tomorrow, but I probably will have to. There's a big PowerPoint project due in Biology. KeyNote > PowerPoint, for the record.

Notes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rsLTLC4IC5I

Don't know what the hell happened that night. Just remember going to sleep in my bed, then waking up in the laundry room with my iPhone recording in my right hand, and a piece of paper in my left hand. This is some confusing shit. I don't know if it's a prank or not; my brother just sits behind his computer all day.

The drawing I found on my door was one of the drawings I had with me in my pocket when I went to the forest; although it was outlined with the Sharpie pen.

The note had like, I think, eleven of those weird symbols, or twelve if you count the one that was torn off.

No school monday. FCAT is the week of April 11th.  Fucking sucks.

I'd like to go to bed, but I'll be honest, I'm a little scared right now. I think I'll just re-watch the Yogscast Minecraft series again. Always entertaining and keeps me up through the night.