Hi everyone. My aunt dropped me off here today, it's my first day at Psychic high school.

I'm super excited to be here!

I met a really cool lady when I was looking for the dorms, she showed me how to find where my room is. I'm in building 4 on the transverse quad. That's the one between Holstein Hall and the grove of talking oaks. Holstein hall is where my friend Taylor from orientation is staying.

Ok I'm going to go find the cafeteria. I'll write more later.

I have a secret.

Ok, not really.

Ok really!!!

I have two heads. The one everybody sees, like, for talking and stuff.... and another on my back! Do you want to see it here it is.

I have another secret.

My aunt, who dropped me off... she actually just dropped me off on her way to work, because she works here. You know the conjoined lunch ladies in the cafeteria? The one on the left (her right) is my aunt.

She had a relative who worked here too. And one before her. Psyhigh has always had a two-headed lady in the lunch room, as far back as the school goes. You can see their "employee of the month" pictures on the walls if you go back into the kitchen. But they don't let the regular students back there.

My aunt, Lydia, and her other half Denise, they had that kickstarter campaign to raise money to get them separated, but they didn't meet their goal. Lydia thinks the school somehow sabotaged it because they just had to have their two-headed lunch lady.

Out of all those two-headed lunch ladies, I am the first one to actually go to Psyhigh. And I don't want to work in the lunch room!

I am going to be the first two-headed ambassador to France.

I had a really productive time at the Psychic Model UN today. Naturally, I represented France, since I already know a great deal about it, in preparation for my life goal.

I was the main speaker for our delegation. The head on my back was my under secretary. That stuck up Kimmi Smith was right behind me, representing Thulahn, and she wouldn't even speak to my back-head when I addressed her for a caucus! God I hate her.

So, when the Meta-powers Technology Exchange subcommittee convened - of which I am the chair - you can guess how things went for Thulahn! My back-head and I just didn't feel they were ready for that kind of responsibility.

My back-head also arranged a date with a delegate from Capacitoria, which was right next to us. I didn't get a good look at him but my back-head swears he's hot. So, unless he has a friend, I'll be the third-wheel on their date tomorrow night. Sigh.

All the ice statues are so beautiful!! Great job everybody who had a hand in that. I especially like the Jean Dixon interpretation where she has three heads.

I love this time on campus because so many students head home for the holidays, so there's a special camaraderie between everybody who sticks around. And those people who take off miss so much!

Lydia/Denise - my two headed aunt from the lunch room, has asked me to help out at their Shave Ice cart tomorrow. Well, Lydia calls it Shave Ice, but Denise insists it's just Sno-cones. Lydia says it can't be "Sno-cones" because that's a brand name thing and they don't have a "Sno-cone" maker, but Denise says they can just be "Snow Cones" and they can just use regular snow. They bicker like that all the time.

My back-head isn't so assertive. Except for being boy-crazy. And picking fights with snooty people.

Anyway, come by for some kind of ice treat in a cup tomorrow!!!

The Winter Festival has been great! I love all the snow they had shipped in.

We've been selling plenty of Ice Cones. Well, mostly my two-headed lunch lady auntie Lydia/Denise - she does all the work, shaving the ice down with the ritual diamond skull they found on vacation in Mexico. I take the money and make the change, while my back-head shouts orders to Lydia.

And it was cool because one of my favorite people @DKULT showed up!!! Slurped down about four Ice Cones in a row. Then I had a break so we went down to the Akashic Hall of Mirrors, which is all made of ice, and you have to slip and fall your way through and you keep banging your head and running into these movies of other people's lives and it's really disorienting and a total hoot! If you haven't been yet you totally have to.

I'm back at the Ice Cone table tomorrow. Come by and try the Ayahuasca-Pineapple before we run out again!!!

My Witch Team got knocked out in the first round of the Autonomous Broomball playoffs today. I'm really not a jock, but the head that grows out of my back has some witchery skills, so we got drafted into a squad. Which means I didn't really get to watch the game - I stood up on the dais with the team, but had to face toward the crowd the whole time and lead cheers. It was fun.

But the team that beat us - YaYa's Minions - is badass. I watched them play in the second round and the even had little arms sprouting out of their brooms. Just like the in Sorcerer's Apprentice. None of the other teams could do that. So on the ice there's one team of regular looking brooms in position, but YaYa's Minions has perfect old-fashioned handmade brooms looking really buff with their little arms sticking out and waving around.

Part of the reason we got asked to play was that with my connections to the lunch ladies we could borrow all the brooms from the janitor's closet. Actually we had to use a mis-matched bunch of brooms, mops, and a couple of Swiffers. Not saying that skill doesn't have a lot to do with it. When you watch the witches on the platform, each one doing their own set of intricate hand gestures while they guide the brooms out on the ice, you can see which witches are really good at it. And all those YaYa's Minions kids are super intensely into it.

Going to get a hot chocolate and a Peppermint Shatzkin while we watch the finals!