All Again for You

Alright, I’m gonna give this one last shot… mainly because I hate admitting to myself that I ever quit anything, in spite of the fact that I do so routinely.

First off, I’m not any longer attending Global.  I graduated last June, and now I’m going to School In Mountains Is Strangely Windy (Simisw).  The rain here is BIZARRE.  It’s not like rain that I know, but like… Like gravity-bound mist, tiny particles that float calmly towards the ground.  My major is international affairs, which brings me to live in the Intercom: International Learning Community.  Basically it puts a bunch of kids who know non-English languages in the same Residence hall… Though I’m still the only one who knows Frappamandanglish.

As for our favorite, the Marcher.. Well, he’s in engineering school at Land Of Artsy Friends.. wait, no, that spells Loaf…  University Known As Paradise of Artsies(Ukapoa).  He saw Coheed and Cambria on my first day of classes, and has goven me his old guitar for purposes of becoing a Musical Mastermind, something that I will NEVER accomplish, but I let him and myself dream.

Life’s Better Sides is kinda nominally together.  They haven’t had a concert since that benefit two years ago, but they still meet up and make music sometimes.

Oh, and I’m a real artist!! I have a tablet, which has led me to begin a very serious project: a Visual Novel!   Visual Novels are a fantastic variety of geemu in which theplayer decides what path he takes, and pretty pictures accompany his build-your-own adventure style story. It is going to be GLORIOUS.  In addition to that, I am designing the badges for Madicon, which, though it gives away the name of my University, If a fantastic Sci-fi convention being run in March and EVERYONE SHOULD GO.

IF YOU PROMISE TO GO I PROMISE TO REMEMBER YOU AS YOU ARE RIGHT NOW TODAY.

Quebekkah.

And Everyone should know that:

One

you gotta take it kinda slowly

Two

You gotta hurry up and make your move

Three

YOU GOTTA TELL HER THAT SHE’S PRETTYYYY

“All Again For You” (c) We The Kings.

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