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Classes start Tuesday. Get ready. I'm sure Hank and Fred are throwing some kind of Labor Day shindig tomorrow. They love that stuff. Enjoy it, because then the shenanigans stop.

Also? Quit bitching about registration. If the number doesn't come off and you're whining about it, that's not logical. It means a) you didn't get registered when you were supposed to in 2005. It also means b) you're trying to break the law. And yet, if you didn't register then and now you're trying to get out of it after the fact, it means you're c) stupid for not dodging registration entirely and d) whining about something that's your fault. Is it freaky? Yeah. Fucked up? Yeah. Is it a sign that the apocalypse is coming? No.

please please please don't let the government come here no no no no no no no no

THEY CAN'T COME IN HERE THEY ARE NOT ALLOWED IN HERE

i'm gonna be in my room except classes don't come and get me

If you haven't seen me it's because I've been in my room. Now I have to get stuff done. Who's going to run errands for me?

Things About Me That Are Not True
01. --> I eat children. (No. I don't eat meat. So I don't eat children, no matter how tempted.)
02. --> I wait at the bottom of the pool with the intention of dragging people down into it. (Not yet.)
03. --> It is my job to clean the pool.

In regard to #03 --> I have fished the following out of the outdoor pool this week:

• 1 candy bar wrapper
• 1 half-eaten hamburger
• 6 potato chips
• 9 hair ties
• 1 silver bracelet
• 1 lacy pink thong
• 1 condom


We are disinfecting the pool. COME ON. I will eat someone if this keeps up.

I don't pretend to know anything about politics. I didn't vote. I don't know jack about this Vivieros guy, I just hope he doesn't fuck things up. So we have a new president. I found that if I just stayed in the basement nothing ever really changes no matter who's leading the country. I'm a lot more concerned about other things. Is it wrong not to care? Probably. I'm sure I'm setting a supposedly bad example and Hank will tear me a new one for it.

I don't ever leave this school, so... doesn't affect me. Makes me think maybe I should leave this school. Get off school grounds for once. I can't actually remember the last time I left school grounds that wasn't an X-Men kind of mission. I must have done it once. Maybe...

Elvyran, I stepped on your underwear in the bathroom today. That means I'm keeping it.

I'm not going to prom. I am not going to chaperon, and as funny as you think it is, I will not be attending as The Little Mermaid. That's cute. Shut up.

I'm going to act like a big bad grown up and spend the night finishing up your pre-finals mathematics grades. Which, by the way, are absolutely abysmal on the average. I'm going to attribute that to the shuffling around that was done in my little hiatus from teaching and not on the fact that you just don't give a damn.

The finals in my classes are not going to be easy and are not going to be pretty, but that doesn't mean I'm going to be going out of my way to ask trick questions. I am available for study sessions during finals week when I am not proctoring the mathematics exams. A schedule is being put up in Academy Hall; sign up for a time if you need/want help. And most of you do, I'm SURE.

Also, if you're caught cheating: not only will you receive an F in the course, but you will be sentenced to detention, and I know that Logan has six reasons why Cheating Is Wrong----and they're aimed at your soft, squishy parts.

There going to be booze at this shindig tomorrow?

Just so you know, this is how the pool gets cleaned around here.

I, being a hydrokinetic, lift all of the water of the pool and hold it up in a watery sphere by the ceiling. Very pretty. Very annoying to control. That's a lot of water. It's tiring. I'm tired. Because I can only control water molecules, all of the non-water substances----chlorine, dye, chemicals, soap scum, etc, are all left in the pool, which Logan and some of the detention kids then have to scrub up. It's easier than calling in a professional and dealing with that hassle but it's not exactly FUN.

That being said, that's the end of my rant. On to the fun stuff.

I hate to say it, but Zander's right. Finals are coming up in a matter of months. That doesn't seem like a small amount of time to some of you, but consider this: we've been dealing with Magneto's crazy bullshit for the last few months. The X-Men being gone fighting battles means a lot of cancelled classes, a lot of students taking "mental health days" and the like. Now it's quieting down, no one's in dire peril of being murdered and the school's not going to be attacked... so you have no excuses to slack anymore. The only person on staff that I KNOW of who's still canceling classes is Kurt Wagner, but he intends to get back to teaching next week. So it's crunch time now. It looks like it might be smooth sailing from here until June, which means you need to make up for what you didn't learn at the start of the semester. Time to catch up, time to work your brains, time to quit slacking and saying that the state of the union is screwing up your ability to learn.

I'm sure Kimberly is planning all kinds of fun end-of-the-year events as she always does, but none of those are going to be very fun if you're all failing. Good luck!

WHO PUT GREEN SOAP IN THE SWIMMING POOL?!!!


It's like a... like a leprechaun's bath nightmare in there!

I think I'm going to explode with all the Easter cuteness.

Jubes came back from Boston a little earlier than me. I figure if I flooded pretty much the whole coastline and sent waves through the streets I could suck the water back out and do my share. So I did what I could, there's still debris to clean up, but the Brotherhood is officially OUT of Boston. Doesn't mean the chaos has totally stopped but it's a good enough start.

Me, I'm exhausted. The wipeout was one thing, the cleanup was another, and once I'm done writing this I'm having a long-awaited drink and collapsing into bed. Don't worry about medic stuff, I'm banged up but I'm more exhausted than anything else----least I'm not dehydrated or anything. Classes have been cancelled but they're going to be cancelled tomorrow, too. And... well, who knows what's going to happen to classes. So many teachers are all over the place trying to literally save the country from implosion. You students need a little math to keep yourselves busy, don't you?

I haven't had a drink in three days and I feel like I'm going insane, but I feel like I've got to keep away from it if I'm going to be fighting. Xavier's not putting me back on the X-Men officially but I'm supposed to go off to fucking Boston and fight. That's nice of him to think of me but how long has it been since I've been in a battle? Even better, how long has it been since I was in a battle where I didn't get my ass kicked?

All this lazing around being crazy and eating ice cream and drinking means I've gained weight and I barely fit into the damn uniform anymore----and I sure as hell don't look good in it. But worse than that, I never was thinking about fighting... I'm so out of shape it's obscene. I've been training nonstop in my off hours, I've been messing with the goddamn punching bag until my knuckles bleed. I ache in places I didn't even know I HAD. I'm sore when I go to bed and stiff in the morning and I can't even allow myself a fucking drink to loosen up. I'm going insane.

I'd be worried that I'm going to get killed but with my luck I'll end up surviving while everyone else dies. That's just what happens.


Edit: I didn't make this post private. I'm too lazy to fix it. There's your TMI for the week, guys. Eat it up.

Maybe all this commotion over Scott will keep anyone from remembering that tomorrow's my birthday.

Or it would have if I hadn't written it down. Damn.

I know the rumors about Scott are going crazy around the school but we're going to leave that to the X-Men to handle it, all right? Xavier will handle it, so students need to understand that only Scott's classes are canceled right now unless other teachers choose to cancel, too. I, for one, am not canceling, and as a birthday celebration each one of my classes will be getting a surprise quiz to take your mind off the chaos. I can't have Blevins and this new Arthur guy showing me up as toughest teacher around here.

The news is saying Betsy's dead.

Guys, hello. I know she fucked up recently by sleeping with the enemy and all that but it's Betsy. Our Betsy. My gin-and-ice-cream buddy. And they're saying she's dead. Bombed by the Friends of Humanity bastards... how long does this have to go on before we have the resources to stop them?

fuck

i need a drink

Well, crap, Laurel's a tree. This might be really insensitive, but it's a real question: if she's a tree, what do we do with her stuff?


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There is ONE TIME I prefer a computer to writing things down in a notebook----when I get a papercut the size of the Sahara in that nice fleshy spot between my thumb and forefinger. Lucky for me I had my Tanqueray on hand so I could sterilize the cut right then.

That hurt. A lot. Don't do that, kids.


So I may suck at first-aid but apparently I play a mean game of football. Felt really good to get out and have some fun for a change. I killed a man and I'm out playing football instead of going batty

Hey, Tommy? Do you want to go out and get a sandwich or something sometime? Yeah? I'd like to stop this whole thing where we hate each other. It's been fun, but I'm done with it. I have plenty of other people I can hate, you don't have to be part of that.

So is Elvyran going to go psycho and try to kill us all, too?

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I live in the basement. I can tell you from living in the basement that Magneto is still here. Still here, after what Zuzha said 36 hours ago. And yet, do we have ANY word from Xavier about what's going on? No.

I do know he's not lodging here... he arrived today around five after leaving at two a.m. last night. At least someone was good enough to say he can't rest his goddamn head in any of our beds. I don't care what he did to the government. All I know is that he's a longtime enemy of ours and he's killed a few of our own. He shouldn't be here. And if he is here, we deserve explanation.

Students:

Please keep in mind that you have until the morning of January eighth to enjoy your vacation. Spring semester starts, and I will be returning to teach your mathematics classes. If you were having fun with Spider-Boy and the Cyclops, it ends here. I'm actually going to teach you a thing or two.

If you have not been taught by me before----and I mean if you were not here last year----I don't go easy on students and I don't take excuses. Mathematics are the poetry of the universe. Understanding it can unlock doors and patterns of thought you never thought possible.

Yes, by the way, I do throw chalk.

I don't know who the smartass was who gave me a bottle of Tanqueray with an AA pamphlet wrapped around it, but whoever it was, I am currently finding it completely hilarious.

So we have a regular bona fide hate crime on our hands here. We had poor Jarrod crucified outside our gates.. I don't understand the logic of their symbolism but I give them points for being complete fuckups. I don't know if any of you were resting easy these last few nights, but now you can: the North Salem Police Department is still largely intact and trying to keep order in the area, which means Detective Porter was down here asking questions and trying to figure out what was going on. He collected samples and ... stuff. I don't like it. I don't like outsiders coming in here, but Xavier was welcoming to him so I guess that means we have to trust him. Everyone and their dog knows by now that Porter's from a family of mutant-hating bastards, including one of the most active anti-mutant U.S. Representatives.. who.. is probably dead now, come to think of it. I don't know what Porter's going to do against a bunch of psycho mutant-hating radicals.. unless it wasn't a bunch of psycho mutant-hating radicals and we're all just jumping to conclusions.

I know I don't like it and I don't trust it but Xavier seems to think he's on our side. Maybe he likes mutants. Maybe he doesn't. Maybe he doesn't give a shit and he's just on the side of what's right and what's wrong. Stringing someone up on a cross and leaving them to die is definitely wrong, no matter who's on what side of the argument.

I'm not one to spread panic, but you might want to sleep with both eyes open. The Friends of Humanity know this is a mutant school and they used Jarrod to throw down the gauntlet. We don't know if another attack is coming, but it's enough to leave some people (me) paranoid.

Not to spread more panic, but did you guys know that along with the Danger Room, the Blackbird, and Cerebro, that stealth Brotherhood attack from almost two months ago ALSO took out our beefed-up security system? We're relying almost entirely on the locks on our doors, the closed gate at the end of the driveway, and Xavier's ability to make untrustworthy trespassers change their minds. It's funny; I should feel safe. I don't.