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BFF's: River Styxx, Kiyomi Haunterly, Vandala Doubloons, and Spectra Vondergeist

Went to do a little touch-up on my mural in the Creepateria, and by touch up, I mean re-do, since the ghost paint from yesterday evaporated, well, yesterday. I was really getting into the grave, splashing and spraying the wall with precision... But then the hall moanitors caught me before I could add the finishing touches. I can't remember the last time I got to sign my work! But as I was trying to dodge them - who knew the Creepateria was such an obstacle course?! - a ghoul manifested right in front of me, and I ended up crashing into her! So now, thanks to her, I'm weighted down with more chains. But.. she was kind of cute! I hope that's not the last time she appears around here...

My freedom from chains didn't last long, but my painting in the creepateria was totally worth it! Now I'm just haunting the li-bury, which is kind of boo-ring, but at least I can browse the inter-die-mensional internet. I came across an interesting blog by a ghost ghoul named Spectra Vondergeist. It's mostly paranormal teen drama: Who is seeing who, who has a crush on who, who broke up with who, etc. It's beast-zarre that I don't know any of the students she's written about. The ghouls are going to meet me here later - I'll ask if they know them. We're going to have a makeshift scare-venger hunt. We were going to have one on the Salty Spectre, but I can't leave the grounds again. At least this way, Vandala can't get seasick!

I watched Kiyomi Haunterly in the Creepateria today. As an artist, I try to be observant of everyone and everything around me because you never know where inspiration will come from. When I saw her, it struck me that she held her head higher than usual, and she floated around the room like a social battyfly. She's always been a friendly ghoul, just kind of shy, and since she is a faceless ghost, she has a more difficult time than most making eye contact. I was impressed by her newfound aura. She even dressed more stylishly than she used to. An eye-catching outfit can be as creative as good graffiti, ya know? Her overall look today screams confidence. That gives me an idea for a painting. I think the wall behind the condismemberments bar will be perfect. I hope the hall moanitors are in the teacher's lounge...

When attempting mad seance experiments, never expect the same results twice. I tried to recreate that phenomenon at my locker yesterday. When no one was around, I painted the inside of my locker again. This time, when I looked in the mirror, I only saw my own reflection. But out of the corner of my eye, I die-tected. Pink. Lots of pink! I'm an artist, so I happen to love pink. All colors, really. The world would be a deadful place if I had to give up any of them. Still, less is sometimes more. But as I was blinking into the locker, trying to make sense of what I was seeing, I realized that something else was blinking back! I concentrated until I made it out, and boo, was it a shriek! It was a bat dressed in a poofy, pinktastic skirt! Not sure if he saw me, but just before he vanished, I noticed his cheeks turned as pink as the bow on his head. Can bats blush?

I've been thinking about solids. Most of us in the ghost world have never seen a solid because haunting is forbidden, and we're always told that they are monsters who want to destroy all ghosts and our way of unlife. But I've heard gore-ies about ghosts living in the solid world, so how can it be true that solids and ghosts can't get along? It's weird that I've never questioned it before because I pride myself on being a free spirit. I'll have to think about this more. But first, I have an idea for a ghost painting that will look spooktacular in the Clawditorium.

Something scary cool just happened! I was painting inside my locker - even the hall moanitors can't be too fangry about that - and I glanced into the mirror on the back of the door. I'm fearly sure I saw a dude wearing sunglasses bouncing a casketball down the hall behind me! I turned around, but there was no one there! The eerie thing is that he wasn't transparent at all. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was... solid?!

Huebert is being clawsome today! This is why we get along so well - We both enjoy a little harmless mischief-making. The hall moanitors said I could work off a detention chain by picking up its equal weight in garbage in the creepateria. The more I pick up, the more chains come off. Well, Huebert likes garbage as much as any raccoon, so after I picked up what was already scattered around, he got inside a full can and tossed trash to me. I caught it and tossed it into an empty can. It was so much fun and totally work. The chains fell off me, and I got lighter and lighter! In no time, I was feeling my old floaty self, and I could move and catch faster as I zipped around the Creepateria. Maybe I should join the casketball team.