Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you?

Have you ever been alone in a crowded room; well I'm here with you...

May is coming to an end. What a shame; it's historically been a very good month for me and this year was no different. Between the teaching, baseball games and concerts, I have been kept thoroughly busy this month and I have been thoroughly satisfied with it in most respects. What I do need to do though, is to see more films, both in theatres and out. I am seriously sagging behind in the film/movie experiences.

Relationships.

Actually, no, I've decided not to post about that. It's too broad of a subject and requires narrowing down. Besides, what would I know about them. Apparently, enough, and that's the puzzling thing.

Now I'll admit, as a teacher-in-training, I've learned how to BS quite well. Most teachers know how to do it in some degree. Or maybe it's more of making logical connections quickly without actual proof rather than pure bull-shitting. Cause I *do* to some extent know what I'm talking about when I BS and the conclusions that I draw make sense. But getting back to the point...

Why am I, someone who knows nothing about relationships (in the practical sense), approached on a semi-regular basis regarding such things? I think the answer is 2-fold. Number 1, everything works in theory. Seriously. Most people wouldn't spin theories if they were completely outrageous. Theories are more or less logical, drawn connections between things. I can sit here and spin theories all I want and of course, all of them would make sense. Then people nod and are like "ah... why didn't I think of that?" Well, the truth is that they probably could if they thought long and hard enough. And of course, the theories I spin are usually hit or miss. You apply theories and sometimes they turn out to be correct, sometimes they don't. But of course, if they don't work, it's not the fault of the theorizer. Human beings are illogical creatures. If two illogical creatures come together and decide to "enter a relationship" then obviously, the resulting product is going to have a large slew of illogical features.

The second reason is that people more often than not ask you questions that they already know the answer to. Let's be honest here. Most people just want a confirmation of something they already know. If someone tells me something, I've become very good at saying the exact same thing in a different way back to them. It's called mirroring. And so, if you're a good listener and good at mirroring, well... what else do you need?

Not that an actual relationship wouldn't provide practical understanding... it's just that you know... that being out of the question and all, apparently I can get by.

Oh and one more thing. Remember that post about social gatherings and how it bothered me that people either have no social discretion or choose to avoid it altogether, that was coming from a social retard so no excuses!!!!!!!!!!!!

And about that social retardation/asperger's syndrome. Apparently, according to Rachel, it's noticeable!!!! O_o. And here I thought it was a thing of the past.

Maybe that explains my inability to mingle with people in new environments.

"There's been some rumor floating around that you're taking Lois to prom?" - Mr. Fisher
"O_o" - Jon Wong
"No?" - Mr. Fisher
"O_o" - Jon Wong
"Mr. Parsons told me" - Mr. Fisher
"... Mr. Parsons has been severely misinformed" - Jon Wong

What?! That conversation was wrong on so many levels I don't even know where to begin. First off, Mr. Fisher didn't use Mr. Parsons as a scapegoat... the idea really was instigated by Mr. Parsons. I know this because the conversation took place after school and during period 4, I stepped out of the gym and overheard a piece of their conversation, where Mr. Fisher said "Yeah, that's one of the things about Con-Ed is that they're so much closer to the kids in school" or something of the sort.

Hmm, let's examine some key points:

1. I'm not going to prom
2. Even if I was going to prom, I would never take Lois (no offense to the her)
3. And even if I did, this isn't me taking some random student I met to prom... Lois and I have been friends/acquaintances for years
4. Even after all that, this would be at a time when my post as a student-teacher ends
5. In fact, since Lois is officially a Queen's student, we have become the closest thing to peers since I was student in TCMS

Aside from the large justification I would have taking Lois to prom (and it's not unreasonable. When I told Mr. T, he looked at me and asked, "... what's the problem with you taking Lois to prom in the first place?"), the fact remains that I am most emphatically not doing so. I'm not even going to their prom. If Mr. Parsons is going to spread slanderous rumors about me, I would have hoped there's some underlying basis/reason behind his words. There's not even any shred of truth to anything he insinuated! I took a great offense to this!

Aside from that, the Bright Eyes concert was good. Detroit was the very definition of bittersweet.

Why don't I read Harry Potter books? It boggles the mind sometimes and perhaps this is the same kind of bizarreness Grant was referring to when I insisted that I didn't like the song Perfect Memory. Harry Potter is the equivalent, though not exactly because I can't say I don't like the Harry Potter series when I've not read them. But it seems like the kind of series that I would highly enjoy. I already highly enjoy the movies, what with the magic, school environment, and stuff like that. I just can't bring myself to read the books. I don't even have any reason not to.

In other news, I've perfected the art of switching from a teacher-personality to a non-teacher-personality. When I'm in a classroom and/or in front of a class, I just "become" a teacher and it completely alters the way I am, sometimes even subconsiously. Stephanie Wilkinson is a perfect example of this. When I'm in front of the World Issues class, I have no problem addressing her or responding to her while focusing my attention directly on her like a teacher to a student. But the instant I step out of that role, become a little more unprofessional (not in the vulgar sense), like in an after school/lunch time environment, I can't even look her in the eye when she tries to talk to me, nor can I bring myself to respond to her with any kind of complexity. I can't help but limit my response to monosyllables or something strictly to the point. Weird.

Wow. So I looked up the meaning of my name (Jon Wong) using the same name definition thing that Karen used on her blog and the result? Master of storytelling.

That was more accurate than I had imagined. Quite cool.

Holy Blue Jays. Can you say worst team in the Major Leagues?

Holy geez, I am so messed up. If I watch a sad/depressing film, it makes me feel sad/depressed after watching it. If I watch a warm/feel-good film, it also makes me sad/depressed because I wish it happened more often in real life. It's not as extreme as I'm making it sound but oh man. With each passing day, I am more and more convinced that I am just so fucked in the head it's almost laughable.

Why am I reading news about facebook being the source of cyber-bullying? I've not read that much garbage since I read about reports linking violence in video games/movies with violence in real life. Facebook is not the cause of cyber-bullying. PEOPLE are the cause of cyber-bullying. Don't blame an inanimate social network for stupidity committed by people. You have to add someone as a friend before they can communicate with you. Are you being bullied by some shmuck via facebook? Do us all a favour and don't add him as a friend. What in the hell is wrong with people? Yeah, and about that principal who suspended 11 students for ranting about the school's silly policies like how the school banned electronic devices, maybe it's time to take a good hard look at yourself before suspending 11 otherwise non-troublesome students. Do you really think suspending 11 students for writing about your stupid policies is going to prevent other students from talking about the same stupid policies behind your back? You know what? If I were the principal, I would be glad to at least know what the students think about how the school is being run. If all your students think all your policies are stupid, maybe it's time take a look at yourself and consider why they think so.

It's the same with reports linking violence in movies/games with violence in real life. Again, why don't you STFU and not blame fictional renditions of scripted violence on the fact that you as parents have failed at life. Yeah, you heard me. It's one thing to be exposed to violence, it's another thing to carry it out. I've seen violent movies, long dramatic car chases, played violent video games and other things like that. Do you see me imitating them? Let me tell you something about how the brain works. Conceiving of an idea is totally different than carrying it out. You can blame the movies/games for putting certain ideas in your kids' heads. Don't blame the movies/games because your kids tried to imitate them or carried them out. If your kids do that, they don't have a well-developed braking mechanism in their mind that says "hold on a minute, this is pretty stupid, not to mention illegal". Who's fault is it that the children have an underdeveloped braking mechanism? Oh right, teachers, parents, and other members of society that are supposed to develop these functions. Hmm, who's a failure now? Don't blame the movies/games for what other kids do. Where did they get the game from? Who gave them the money to watch a violent movie? Who let them INTO violent movies? Who let them buy the games? If you're going to expose your kids to things like that, you better damn well make sure you brought them up correctly.

I know the difference between fiction and reality. Why don't your kids?

So, I saw an unscheduled screening of High School Musical today with Karen... unscheduled because I have typical guidelines as to when this movie is to be watched (after each exam period), and confirmed its inherent lovable cheesiness. I hope to god the sequel doesn't destroy the beauty that is High School Musical 1.

Vanessa Hudgens is so ridiculously hot it boggles the mind. What is it with mixed people?

I'm looking around my room and realizing what an utter pigsty it is. I can't live in filth for very long and I have a feeling I shall be driven insane sooner or later unless I clean it up. I've had too much stuff on my hands recently to bother but it really is starting to annoy me.

So Mr. Lewis was absent today. Insert substitute teacher and an hour and 40 minutes of seatwork during 5th and 6th period.

Are you kidding me? I know Mr. Lewis was pushed to do it because the substitute teacher didn't know the material and thus wasn't able to teach and I guess he really didn't have a choice but really now. An hour and 40 minutes of seat work? Can any one of *us* even do that? I can't even focus on work for half an hour at a time. True enough, they began getting jittery around the half hour mark and the remaining hour and ten minutes literally crawled by. Kids aren't going to be able to do seat work for an hour and 40 minutes. He should have just told me to conduct a gym class for those 2 periods.

My host teacher once told me that you spend the first two years in school in a constant state of sickness, building up an immune system to all the germs running rampant about the school. I am beginning to believe her. It happened last year and it's starting to happen this year too with my getting sick days after I enter a school.