So after looking through Jenna's journal, doing some research online, and trying to come to terms with the fact that all memory of her exsistence has vanished off the face of the goddamn Earth, I've realized that if I want to figure out what's going on, I need to make a plan.
Now clearly this isn't some normal runaway or kidnapping. This is quite obviously something more. This is something...strange.
My good friend Shane is majoring in Paranormal Studies, so he's going to sit down with me sometime this week and we're going look over Jenna's journal and see if he thinks there's anything out of the ordinary. I mean, obviously there is, but he'll be able to give more insight than I can.
So yeah. Stay tuned for that.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Explanation
Ok sorry for leaving you guys hanging for so long I'm still trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. No one can remember Jenna.
So last Friday, as I told you guys, Jenna's mom filed a missing person report with the police because she hadn't been home in a couple of days. I went to her house later that night to talk with her mom. I went up to her room and I grabbed her diary. She hid it up in her ceiling, and I figured if the cops had searched her room they wouldn't have found it. I didn't tell her mom because I didn't really know if there was going to be anything in it, and I didn't want expose her private thoughts or whatever...I just didn't want her mom to have her diary if it wasn't important. I don't know what I was looking for in it....but I wasn't prepared for what I found.
When I got home I looked through it. At the beginning of it, everything was normal, but near the end...for about the last two months, in almost every journal entry she made, Jenna mentioned some man. She never mentions him by name, but she always referred to him as "Him". I think the capitalization there is important, it was always capitalized. Anyway, as far as I could tell, it sounded like this guy was stalking her. She talks about seeing 'Him' outside of school, outside of her work...she even says she saw 'Him' outside my house when she was over once.
Anyways I figured "Hey! This is pretty serious stuff and I should probably take this to the police!" So the next morning I go to the police station and I tell them I have some evidence for Jenna's case, aaaaaaaaand they told me that there was no such case open. I was in the right place, I had them check with every possible spelling I could think of for her name...nothing. So I went to Jenna's house. And her mom didn't know who I was. And she said she didn't have a daughter.
And I started freaking out.
I talked to my parents. They don't remember her. I talked to all my friends. They don't remember her. I looked on Facebook - her profile page is just fucking gone. Her twitter's gone. Her old blog is gone. It's like every FUCKING trace of her has just disappeared off the goddamned face of the earth.
I've been dating her for four years. I do NOT have schizophrenia, this is NOT a fucking Beautiful Mind, she isn't my imaginary friend, she is REAL. I am not fucking crazy. I am NOT fucking crazy. I have no idea what is going on but I know that Jenna is missing, she's in danger, SOMEONE is following, and I AM going to find her.
I'm not fucking crazy.
So last Friday, as I told you guys, Jenna's mom filed a missing person report with the police because she hadn't been home in a couple of days. I went to her house later that night to talk with her mom. I went up to her room and I grabbed her diary. She hid it up in her ceiling, and I figured if the cops had searched her room they wouldn't have found it. I didn't tell her mom because I didn't really know if there was going to be anything in it, and I didn't want expose her private thoughts or whatever...I just didn't want her mom to have her diary if it wasn't important. I don't know what I was looking for in it....but I wasn't prepared for what I found.
When I got home I looked through it. At the beginning of it, everything was normal, but near the end...for about the last two months, in almost every journal entry she made, Jenna mentioned some man. She never mentions him by name, but she always referred to him as "Him". I think the capitalization there is important, it was always capitalized. Anyway, as far as I could tell, it sounded like this guy was stalking her. She talks about seeing 'Him' outside of school, outside of her work...she even says she saw 'Him' outside my house when she was over once.
Anyways I figured "Hey! This is pretty serious stuff and I should probably take this to the police!" So the next morning I go to the police station and I tell them I have some evidence for Jenna's case, aaaaaaaaand they told me that there was no such case open. I was in the right place, I had them check with every possible spelling I could think of for her name...nothing. So I went to Jenna's house. And her mom didn't know who I was. And she said she didn't have a daughter.
And I started freaking out.
I talked to my parents. They don't remember her. I talked to all my friends. They don't remember her. I looked on Facebook - her profile page is just fucking gone. Her twitter's gone. Her old blog is gone. It's like every FUCKING trace of her has just disappeared off the goddamned face of the earth.
I've been dating her for four years. I do NOT have schizophrenia, this is NOT a fucking Beautiful Mind, she isn't my imaginary friend, she is REAL. I am not fucking crazy. I am NOT fucking crazy. I have no idea what is going on but I know that Jenna is missing, she's in danger, SOMEONE is following, and I AM going to find her.
I'm not fucking crazy.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Please tell me I'm not crazy.
Ok. This may seem like an odd request, but would everyone out there reading please comment if you can see the stuff about Jenna in the posts or if you at least remember me talking about Jenna before.
I'll explain later, but please, please, even if you don't comment regularly, comment now. I think I'm losing my mind, and I need to know there are people who can still remember Jenna.
I'll explain later, but please, please, even if you don't comment regularly, comment now. I think I'm losing my mind, and I need to know there are people who can still remember Jenna.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Jenna's Missing
Jenna's mom called me earlier today. She hasn't been home since Tuesday and she filed a missing person report with the police today.
I'd go into more details but I'm really kind of in shock right now. Gonna have to say no lessons for a while.
I'd go into more details but I'm really kind of in shock right now. Gonna have to say no lessons for a while.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Lesson Six
Ok so today's lesson is one that is unfortunate to teach, but unfortunately needs to be said. For any of you readers out there who don't follow me on Twitter, today I came out of my sculpture class to discover that my locker had been broken into. They vandalized my sketchbook and stole my $600 camera. Needless to say, I AM FUCKING PISSED OFF.
So today's lesson is: Be safe. Lock your shit up. Get a locker (if your school provides them), a GOOD lock (I know I locked mine, I always make sure especially when my camera's in there, so the lock must have been pretty easy to break. I'd say get a key one if you can, that'd be harder to break than a combination like mine was), and based off my experience, keep expensive stuff such as cameras and computers on your person if you can.
There are a lot of bad people in this world, and some of them are even art students. Some people want expensive shit like my camera, some people want free art supplies, and some people are just DICKS.
Ugh. I had a long day at work, I have no idea how I'm going to pay for a new camera, and I STILL haven't heard from Jenna. I am in a bad fucking mood. I'm going to sleep.
So today's lesson is: Be safe. Lock your shit up. Get a locker (if your school provides them), a GOOD lock (I know I locked mine, I always make sure especially when my camera's in there, so the lock must have been pretty easy to break. I'd say get a key one if you can, that'd be harder to break than a combination like mine was), and based off my experience, keep expensive stuff such as cameras and computers on your person if you can.
There are a lot of bad people in this world, and some of them are even art students. Some people want expensive shit like my camera, some people want free art supplies, and some people are just DICKS.
Ugh. I had a long day at work, I have no idea how I'm going to pay for a new camera, and I STILL haven't heard from Jenna. I am in a bad fucking mood. I'm going to sleep.
Lesson Five
Hey everybody! Sorry it's taken so long to get this up - I was really tired yesterday and today some friends and I went out to the park because it was super nice out. I wanted Jenna to come, but she's still not been responding to my texts very often (last I heard from her was on Sunday. I'm kinda worried but I don't want to be overbearing) Oh well. To the lesson!
Today's lesson is fairly simple. Last semester, when it came to open ended projects, I noticed a trend. I had a habit of always following up on my first idea. And usually I would get about halfway through, and then think of something else that would have been really cool to do. And then I had to make the decision - do I scrap the current project and try and do the better idea at the risk of not having time to really complete it, or finish the first idea and be unsatisfied with it? It was really frustrating, but it taught me something important.
Your first instinct isn't always the right one.
Sometimes you have to sit and brainstorm. Sketch ideas out, talk to your instructor, bounce ideas off other classmates, hell, maybe even just sit there and do nothing but think. I've done my best to apply this to my sculpture class this semester. We've started on two projects so far, and on each one I've come up with three different ideas and really thought about it before I committed to one. So make sure that the idea you decide to pursue is really the one you want to do!
Oh an hey! Speaking of sculpture, I do believe I promised a picture of my current project!
There it is, in all it's waxy glory! It looks a little different right now, because I've attached the gating system. It's a bunch of really thin red wax that's wrapped all around it like a bunch of tentacles, it looks pretty interesting. I'll post a pic if I get one before I start dipping it to make the mold. For those of you unfamiliar with this process, basically you make your sculpture in wax, attach the gating system (which is a series of funnels and vents to make sure the whole thing gets filled), you dip it in this stuff called slurry, which creates a shell, which after it is thick enough, you stick in the kiln which hardens it and melts out all of the wax, and then you pour molten metal (in my case, aluminum) into the mold. I'm going to mount my finished metal product on a box with a crank on the side so you can turn the whole thing around and it is going to be very neat.
Anywhos, that is that. You shall hear from once again once I think of another lesson! Or I am bored and feel like talking about random stuff! Or if I have something interesting post! Exclamation point!
Today's lesson is fairly simple. Last semester, when it came to open ended projects, I noticed a trend. I had a habit of always following up on my first idea. And usually I would get about halfway through, and then think of something else that would have been really cool to do. And then I had to make the decision - do I scrap the current project and try and do the better idea at the risk of not having time to really complete it, or finish the first idea and be unsatisfied with it? It was really frustrating, but it taught me something important.
Your first instinct isn't always the right one.
Sometimes you have to sit and brainstorm. Sketch ideas out, talk to your instructor, bounce ideas off other classmates, hell, maybe even just sit there and do nothing but think. I've done my best to apply this to my sculpture class this semester. We've started on two projects so far, and on each one I've come up with three different ideas and really thought about it before I committed to one. So make sure that the idea you decide to pursue is really the one you want to do!
Oh an hey! Speaking of sculpture, I do believe I promised a picture of my current project!
There it is, in all it's waxy glory! It looks a little different right now, because I've attached the gating system. It's a bunch of really thin red wax that's wrapped all around it like a bunch of tentacles, it looks pretty interesting. I'll post a pic if I get one before I start dipping it to make the mold. For those of you unfamiliar with this process, basically you make your sculpture in wax, attach the gating system (which is a series of funnels and vents to make sure the whole thing gets filled), you dip it in this stuff called slurry, which creates a shell, which after it is thick enough, you stick in the kiln which hardens it and melts out all of the wax, and then you pour molten metal (in my case, aluminum) into the mold. I'm going to mount my finished metal product on a box with a crank on the side so you can turn the whole thing around and it is going to be very neat.
Anywhos, that is that. You shall hear from once again once I think of another lesson! Or I am bored and feel like talking about random stuff! Or if I have something interesting post! Exclamation point!
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