Lazaro, levantate y camina!

[mindtoxins]

Man oh man, I've got my own chunk of social cannibalism growing in my own back yard.

I'm changing my name legally, at some point. Or maybe I found a good penbrush-name.

Oh ho ho. This is the life.

Motherfucker.

Aren't words so much more intimidating when they stand alone?

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[mindtoxins]

Well, considering that only one person even had the balls to let me know anything had happened at all when a decision was pretty much deliberately made behind my back...

We've also cancelled meetings because Ashleigh wasn't there and things of the like. Could you realize that compromises and things of the like are being offered only after you've found out that I was upset by something that I considered a great deal of treachery?

Currais isn't even at the meetings, also, if you're going to make a point about that, maybe we ought to see about finding a new sponsor.

You wish that I would stop letting people down? Man, you and Ashleigh let me down -big time- by not coming to me about this before deciding that you two would simply make a decision about me without any consent at all, and Currais has been a big dissapointment by not telling you how wrong that was.

Really, really honestly? It just sounds like you want me there for a higher body count, and you know what? It hardly matters to me. I think you two were incredibly wrong in doing what you did, and not even bothering to let me know afterwards, which is why I'm completely fine with Alina. If you thought it was wrong since I helped found the club, you shouldn't have let it happen. Its really quite simple.

The club's entire demise isn't my fault, and the bloody emails. Most other clubs are actually recognized by the school, get photos, announcements and things of the like, we should hardly have to be emailing. Being a good club doesn't only have to do with one person and emails, and its a shame that you two seem to think so.

[suhklee]

You cancelled the meeting. You're vice president. The vp... you know, like the vp, fills in for times when the president is absent. The compromise was always there; I don't know the dialogue that happened when you got the notification, but Currais himself said so during the meeting (next paragraph!), that if you're still interested in the vp position, hey, just switch around responsibilities and all will be cool. Whatever. Just keep the club going.

We told you. We sent you an e-mail, so you could be a part of that meeting. I was under the impression that you knew about it. We didn't tell Alina about it. She still came to the meeting only meant for officers, even when she wasn't told in person, but by e-mail.

You never came. I went to the art room to look for you that day when I saw we were fifteen minutes into lunch, and you weren't in his room. I searched around the school. I couldn't find you anywhere. And you're telling me I didn't try? Well thanks for your gratitude, it's not like I wanted you to miss the meeting purposely.

One person doesn't necessarily mean a higher body count. You're an officer. Live up to the responsibilities. I want you there so I don't have to freakin' take on your responsibilities. It was on that day when Alina told you, that we held the meeting, because she had class with you the next period. When I went around looking for you after the meeting--you still weren't there. What the fuck do you want me to do? Miss even more of my class, so I can tell you the details? Alina went, because she had class next period with you. She even suggested it herself, after Ashleigh left. Currais approved. So... was that behind your back? When we gave you a full week? Half a week notice regarding the officer's meeting?

I also feel wrong that I have to pick up and stay afterschool, during lunchtime, and even during my classtime in order to pick up after your cancellations. I'm not supposed to be making the schedules. I'm not supposed to be reminding you. You're supposed to be working with Ashleigh. Not me. Do you realize that I'm staying and devoting /my/ free time in order to tell people, oh sorry, omg! meeting's cancelled today! and shit? You know how crappy it is to feel, when they're stuck with /no ride/ after school until an hour afterwards, because our meeting was cancelled?

It's a shame because a club works by communication, which we don't have. Most other clubs get run by the president and the vice president, and they arrange the photo sessions, getting announcements, and shit with the sponsor. The officers aren't ten minutes late to meetings, and meetings aren't cancelled three consecutive times. You know what the technical job for a secretary is? Take minutes, be there for meetings, keep tabs. Not /arranging/ meetings, telling the vp about it, and going to the club sponsor weekly in order to confirm dates. That's not my job. So why am I doing it?

Because someone won't.

[mindtoxins]

Uhm, Suh? In case you didn't notice, I wasn't able to move very well, and I didn't go to the Elysium meeting the day before. And heres a little known fact, I went to Currais' room, on my fucking crutches on monday, only to remember that somewhere along the line we decided to hold a tuesday meeting. So I had to wait another 10 minutes to get a key to the elevator and go downstairs. So uhm, yeah, I did try to go to the meeting. And I realized then, that my physical pain wouldn't be worth it when I thought I'd have to understanding friends.

Aaaand, on the day that we cancelled the meeting, we both, you and I both agreed that it would be for the best. I distinctly remember talking to you about it outside of the art room.

You really ought to have taken VP for yourself, then, if you think you do such a superly awesome job at it and let Alina be sec. when you decided to boot me out instead of coming to me and bitching at me because you're hyperventilating over a club.

If its such a hassle, don't do it.

[suhklee]

I remember being really pissed off at you, saying "but carmen, but carmen bitch bitch whine moan this is the second meeting we've cancelled" to you, but you gave your firm word, anyways. And then I sighed, and left to cancel the meeting on your part. I agreed, mostly because you did not even listen to me.

I don't want to be vp. I don't want the credit, and I sure as hell don't want the responsibility. But when I see Ashleigh/your club go down the drain, I feel bad, because I made a commitment as an officer. I want to hold this club up until you can come back, woah hey, pull up the reigns and get back into the activity. I never decided to boot you; it was Currias' suggestion, and Alina jumped in before any of us could protest, we sighed, said we'd talk about this further. Then it exploded.

We assumed you'd be able to use the elevator. I'm not God. I can't see everything that happens in the world. You should have talked to Ashleigh or I during art about it, because sheesh, Alina did so before, and surely since you were the one most enthusiastic about the club last year, you would too.

I'm not bitching; or at least, I'm assuming that I'm just laying out the hard-core facts. I said I was gonna be blunt.

Re: Ashleigh to Carmen, I felt that you were always skirting about the PSC deal. You never talked to us about it, so we could work things out. Communication sucks between all four of the officers. I mean... we see each other 2+ hours a day.

I think I wrote more on here than I ever did in my English class this year.

[elentari17]

There were plenty of opportunities where you could have come to us to talk about the situation. It isn't our responsibility to make sure that you come through with your administration duties, that is yours.

Perhaps instead of avoiding Suh and I both yesterday and today, you could have taken it upon yourself as the dignified human being you are to approach us and tell us of your frustration. Suh and I aren't your mothers, and we shouldn't have to make sure you show up for meetings and send the e-mails out on time, and such. We had an officers meeting, I e-mailed all three of you about it, and the least you could have done was acknowledge that we were going to have a meeting. I understand you had a sprained ankle, yes, I do. But, what I do not understand is how you could not find it in yourself to ask us what we were going to do. We waited for you. You could have sent someone, being concerned about upholding your official duties, to let us know where you were. We asked around for you. We certainly did not hold a secret meeting, specifically so that you couldn't show up. You had many chances, and whether you chose to exert yourself to fulfill your responsibility cannot, and will not be blamed on Suh and I.

I do not trust Alina to carry out the duties. She answered before any of us could object, and believe me, I feel what happened was much too harsh on you, and I really wish that what happened wasn't resorted to. There is still a chance to resolve this, because I still would like you to be Vice President.

When I am not there for a meeting, it is the vice president's duty to take over and act as president.

Treachery implies malice, and there was no malice or ill will against you. Absolutely not, and I will continue to maintain this.

What other teacher? I find it illogical to go searching for another teacher not merely sympathetic to our cause, but actually interested as Mr. Currais is. Remember last year, how we all lamented Zini's interference? If Currais is not there, that gives us the chance to prove our capabilities. Currais expects us to take on most of the work; we're almost legal adults, and shouldn't have to rely on a sponser to coddle us and spoon feed us.

We NEED better communication. We are a small club, and no matter what, we're going to stay that way. There's simply not enough un-ignorant or un-oblivious people in the world, let alone the school. We cannot even begin to do things like that unless we all get together.

Instead of this LJ nonsense, I propose we have a face-to-face talk tomorrow, whenever you want to have it. I KNOW that you can be the officer that you were last year, but NOTHING will be accomplished in these comments.

I am very dissappointed that you could not come to me to explain your frustration. Instead of making coded posts like this and venting your frustration behind my back, you could have come to me. How can I know that when you whisper to your friends in the art room that you're talking about what happened? It in no way mollifies what happens, and in fact makes things worse.

I really hope you agree to a full-out talk tomorrow. I would like you to remain vice president, because I know you have the passion and interest for the club, unlike Alina. I am asking you, even if want to tell me that you do not feel you can come back with your dignity intact, to actually look me in the eye and talk to me about this tomorrow. Please show me that you have the respect to vent your frustrations to our face.

[elentari17]

Whoa, funky last sentence...let me rephrase that:

I am asking you to talk to me, even if you want to tell me that you do not feel you can come back to the club with your dignity intact. At least show me your respect for me as a fellow human being, even if you've lost all other respect, by at least looking me in the eye and telling me the truth.

[mindtoxins]

Quite honestly, I figured that if neither of you could approach me about the issue, being that you two were the ones who pretty much delivered the coup de grace, there would be no point in going to speak to you, as you two might try to feed me some crap and stick the fall of the Roman empire on my ass.

"I feel what happened was much too harsh on you, and I really wish that what happened wasn't resorted to. There is still a chance to resolve this, because I still would like you to be Vice President. "

Thank God. I honestly appreciate this, at least the fact that you can see that this whole thing was pretty much bullshit on everyone's part. And yes, I'd be willing to speak to you about this whole ordeal in person. This was hardly a coded post at all, the first bit was aimed at Jessica, the word-alone bit was aimed at Esteban, with whom I'd made that observation earlier in the day.

I'll speak to you about all of this tomorrow, I suppose, because it seems pretty fucking stupid to be typing this into a little box the size of a granola bar and expecting things to be resolved.