Bonjour Kevin

I just want to cuddle in my bed for the next 24 hours and watch The Dreamers again and again.

Rosemary's Baby.

IGNORE THIS I WROTE IT IN TWENTY MINUTES FOR ENGLISH

The Truth is Out

After visiting the Great War in Europe, I have concluded that the information provided by the government is not entirely realistic. Propaganda released to the masses is nothing more than an over-glamorized ploy to get our children, husbands and friends to enlist in hostile combat. Because of far-fetched publicity, our citizens are unknowingly signing up to live in filthy, wet trenches and risk their existence over inches of land that never belonged to us. War is not a game or an adventure; it is dismal reality of hell. Our loved ones are having limbs amputated because of gangrene, they are being shot, fatally wounded and many of them die. Meanwhile, woman and children are left without husband and fatherless. Woman are forced to work extra hard doing manual labour on the farms and in production plants. Most of the money earned is going right back to support the destructive actions of this futile war. Victory bonds are being sold in hopes of raising more war funds. Propaganda, such as the picture shown, is a completely unrealistic depiction of soldiers across sees. Nobody is smiling while their friends are being shot. Soldiers do not wear clean uniforms when they are kneeling in muddy trenches and surrounded by fallen comrades. They are not happy to be at war. Our opposers have names, families and feelings. The time to end war has come. Let us stop supporting the war by enlisting and buying victory bonds. We need to achieve peace by peaceful means.

And then I see Fedde and I am good as gay.

Today I spent the day alone climbing Blue Rock aka this mountain up the street from my house.
I didn't climb the face of the mountain because I am a pussy but I hiked around it then up the back because it is a treed area that you gradually climb up. It is a lot less dangerous imo. Then I got lost in the bush, then I called my mom, then I was on top of Blue Rock, then I climbed down the face. I don't really have problems with climbing down. I just don't like going up. Of course the whole point of this was to play around with my camera. It was pretty peaceful. I had invited Benjamin but I am glad he didn't come on account of I had fun belting Heart of Glass by Blondie for a few hours. Anyways, enjoy these pictures if you want.

( Heart of Glass )

i am going through all my photobucket stuff and remember all the stupid shit i like ( Enter if you wanna )

 Hello hello hello
as I may have said I have 100% in theatre class.
We are moving into work with monologues and I seem to recall you telling me you did a monologue from something I like. The thing is I don't remember what it is. If I still like it you should give it to me baby uh huh uh huh.

ect.

The monologue I am considering at the moment are:
House (not the show)
Whale Riding Season
The Investigation Into The Strange Case of Wildboy

Kevin Lesperance
October 1
English 12/B

Education is reality television. Our parents stay at home while they send us to be confined in brick walls. They are the viewers of this program. Six-hundred different personalities fighting for a common goal. We all want the best mark. The principal is the host of this twisted television show. He herds us like sheep around this island. Our teachers give us the skills necessary to compete then send us out into the world to await our next challenge. Though we make friends along our journey, we can never truly trust anyone. The people who you think are your allies will stab you in the back for the prize. Each class presents a new challenge. If you don't make the grade you will get cut. Teachers assistants are the camera crew. They want to help us succeed but they can only do so much. Lunch time is the most feared challenge of all. You have to eat the most disgusting foods to stay in this world. Once you leave the school ground, you aren't coming back. Your peers will try to lead you into temptation. They want you to break the rules. If you get kicked off then there is one less competitor to worry about. Be cautious not to take bad advice. Expelled is just a fancy way of saying, "the next person voted out of the tribe is..." Don't get voted out. When you are facing temptation you can turn to the show's producer, the brains behind the operation. Your island's councilor will be happy to help you work through any troubles you are having. If you are the weakest link you will still leave with fond memories and valuable life lessons. If you are the Survivor you are granted a scholarship and sent onto the show's sequal.

I have no life
artRage is a huge bitch
I have decided I will actually draw/paint that picture of you for my water colours painting in art.
it'll be nicer than this because I suck at drawing on a laptop ESPECIALLY without a mouse
but even with a mouse I am shitty.

Kevin Russel Lesperance
September 24
English 12/B

Weekly Assignment #3
Freedom for the Famous

Trembling in my two-hundred dollar Marc Jacobs kicks, I sat alone in a gloomy cell. My mind ached for some justification of my actions. Each excuse became more elaborate and unbelievable. I couldn't lie to myself forever. The scent of vomit and stale water became unignorable and cued horrible memories of my purging past. I was reminded of my celebrity status boom when my eating disorder was leaked to the paparazzi and wondered if my confinement might have a similar effect. I wondered what my fans would think. What would my parents think? Suddenly, my head got heavy and I had to look down and cry. It was an eternity before my flooding eyes dammed. I knelt on the floor and put my elbows onto the cold wooden bench. I put my hands together and prayed to some unknown cosmic force. I had never known a god but if one could get me out of this mess then I would be blessed. Prayer only provided me with momentary comfort. Perhaps, I was not only being punished by law but also by supernatural forces. My mind raced. Could I escape? I thought I would dig through the cell wall like Tim Robbins in The Shawshank Redemption. I came to the realization that my tiny arms would never be able to dig through solid cement. I searched the movie database of my mind to draw escape inspiration. Did anyone ever realistically get out? If there was something that could free me from this abyss, it would be the truth.

Kevin Lesperance
English 12/B
September 17

Weekly Assignment #2
This Is A Joke



Everyone complains that Tim Hortons employees are rude. There are even facebook groups committed to hating Tim Hortons employees because of poor customer service. Perhaps, members of these groups should rethink their reasons for joining. Consider the possibility that the employees do not create the inconvenience; it is the costumers who make their own problems. This is a lesson on how to properly communicate with Tim Hortons employees across Canada:

The first thing you need to know about our drive-thru is that employees are being timed. We have thirty seconds to get you through. We are expected by our employer and impatient customers to be prompt. It helps us if you know what you want. This includes the names of your donuts and sizes of your beverages. Yelling, "DOUBLE-DOUBLE!" means nothing. We still need to know what kind of beverage you would like and its size . A good way to help us have your order ready is to list your needs in order of preparation time. The order is: sandwiches, beverages and donuts. Sadly, employees do not have time to joke with customers. Do not order Big Macs or chicken nuggets! We have heard those jokes and you are not being original. Another thing to keep in mind is that our job is incredibly repetitive and we do not want to tell every person what kind of donuts we have. We have get off your fat butt, come inside and look for yourself kind-of donuts. Employees tell you your total at the speaker for a reason. You need to have your money ready for the window. It is change-counters who give us a slow reputation. Employees also cannot be expected to move quickly when customers park two meters away from the window. Ordering more items at the window is also a bad idea. It makes our time go up and it is unfair to the customers behind you. If you have a long order, use the storefront. Drive-thru should be limited to customers with less than six beverages. If your order is huge, phone our location and we can have it ready for you upon your arrival. Though the rules are simple, everyday employees go home frustrated because they have been yelled at by rude, over-caffeinated boneheads. By politely communicating your needs, you could be helping thousands of Tim Hortons employees from paying enormous therapy bills.







We had to write about communication. This was tremendously hard for me to put into 300 words.

I GOT MY URBAN OUTFITTERS PACKAGE TODAY
My gold underwear is back ordered but I can live without it.
I am in love with everything especially my new kicks.
I am going to wear my new shoes, underwear, shirt, aviators and beanie tomorrow.
It's going to be siiick.

Since Kaylee and I are rocking Theatre every time we were forced to separate.
My new partner is Tianna
Our skit is Midnight Run.
Do you know it?
I play Marcia (the perverted one)
Ms Riches created a new rule that if you play a girl you have to play it realistically.
She also gave me the option to be a perverted gay boy (not much of stretch).
I don't know what I am going to do but it is going to be hilarious.

don't bother reading this
i just don't have lined paper for notes.

plot- events that make up a story
may include characters thoughts, dialect and actions
concentrates on major happenings and less of details
easiest element in fiction to understand
immature reader will read only for plot
mature reader will read for the revelations created from the plot
physical action alone is meaningless
minimum action may provide maximum insight
plot may consist of a sequence of actions

Types of Conflict
-Man VS Man
-Man VS Nature
-Man VS Self
physical, mental, emotional or moral.

central character is a protagonist
the forces against the protagonist are called antagonists
simple, clear-cut conflict that is easily determined
sometimes there are multiple more subtle conflicts
conflicts the protagonist is not aware of
interpretive fiction has all kinds of conflict
commercial fictions focuses mostly upon Man Vs Man
cheap fiction has obvious conflicts like hero VS villain
interpretive fiction uses less commonly used conflicts like good VS good

SUSPENSE
the quality in a story that keeps the reader wanting to read more
greatest when readers anxiety and curiosity is connected to a sympathetic character
sophisticated writing makes us ask "Why?" rather than "What?"
Devices For Creating Suspense:
Mystery- an unusual set of circumstances
Dilemma- protagonist is forced to chose between two courses of action that both have negative outcomes
first quality of a story mentioned by young readers
suspense is often over-rated
If you want to read a book again then you know there is suspense

SURPRISE
unexpectedness of what happens
reveals a turn or twist
escape stories generally have a surprise ending

Judging Legit Surprise:
1. by the fairness through which it is achieved
2. by the purpose which it serves

Happy Ending- protagonist must solve problem
Interpretive literature rarely has happy endings
New readers will label such literature as depressing

Unhappy Ending-
combines victory and defeat
helps relate to life
can makes us think about deeper issues
good readers judge endings by revelation not by happy or unhappy endings

Indeterminate Ending has no clear conclusion

Artistic Unity
essential to good plot
means there should not be anything that is irrelevant
the arrangement of events and information

Plot Manipulation is when the author gives a turn unjustified by the situation or characters
we assume the plot lies too heavily upon coincidence or chance

Chance nor coincidence should be used to change the outcome or the story

one is supposed to provoke feelings of strange excitement and happiness
the other is suppose to represent sadness

I am a pedophile MAGNET!
This is about the fourth time I could have been kidnapped. Here's the story.

I went to Tim Hortons on my spare because I started work at four. I got there a little bit after two. I sat in the lobby and drew my art homework. A older guy probably late forties/thirties came in and sat at the table next to mine. He was watching me. This was basically our conversation.

-Pretty good drawing...
*Thank you.
-You aren't working today?
*No, I just don't start until four.
-Oh. I see you didn't ride your bike today?
*Haha no, I came from school.
-I see. You go to PGSS?
*Nope D.P.Todd.
-I helped build that gym.
*Oh ya...
-Yup. I am back at school upgrading. I want to be a teacher.
*For what?
-Woodwork.
*Ahh.
-You live off first avenue?
*Yup.
-Bad kids around there.
*Oh?
-Yup... do you have a four hour shift or an eight hour shift?
*Five and a half.
-That's weird.
*Ya, it's stupid.
-So you're off at nine thirty?
*Around then (I was off at nine)
-I can pick you up and take you home if you want.
*Hah. That's okay my mum is picking me up...
-Oh...
*OH HEY JORDAN!!!!
Then I grabbed my stuff and left.
I called my mom and told her that it happened again.
She said she would definitely pick me up.
I can't help but feel this ONLY happens to me.


Want to see my scary etheopian tree woman?










oh- this is expressionism.
ya...
fucked
everyone else made their people perfectly realistic
and gave them all limbs that looked like they fit and belonged
and I gave my white woman a black woman's head
and a trees body.

Grade eight boys are either really sweet or really bad at insulting me.

Boy1- Why does he have such good posture and why does he dress like that?
Boy2- 'cause he's a model.

It really brightened up my day.

Actually, my day was fantastic. Kaylee and I are doing a performance in which I get to sing Peach, Plum, Pear obnoxiously. We watched Phone Booth in Theatre. In art we made yin-yangs of two opposite things. I chose to do urban vs rural. I can tell that in theatre and art there is an unspoken competition between everyone to see whose project turns out best. I am rockin' the projects. English was fine. Kaylee and I went to China Sail on spare. We decided to have a KK Day. We walked to Starbucks and drew. We took the bus downtown and drew. We went to Value Village and chatted with Ms Madison Mitchell. We went to the library and drew. Kaylee got me a photography book. There are lots of hairy vaginas in the book. We took the bus home. The bus driver was super cranky.

I got home and drew.
Jordan said we could move together. Sweet.