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.

If i get 1 comment on this post, I shall be back with more posts!

TheMarcher and I are (still) together (again).  Following an incident in August, I was forced to break up with him in September, but after months of angst and drama, I convinced my parents to let us date once more in March– 6 months to the DAY after we’d broken up.

Prom is this weekend, and my mother has been telling me what she thinks i want to wear to it.  She is wrong, but what are you going to do?  Get commenting, and you shall be regaled with tales of Senior year and College.

“The Ring In Return” (c) Coheed and Cambria

I wore shorts today.

“Surprise” is in A Chorus Line– idek who did that soundtrack.  somebody old and probably dead.

I’m wearing Marcher’s ring on a chain around my neck now, and i showed it to Pancake, and he got really pissed.  like, REALLY pissed.  he said something to the effect of “you always talk about Josh now”.  yes, i remember him saying that, because he said: “is that yours?”  and i said no, and he said it must be josh’s, and i congratulated him for getting the name right, and he said of  course he did, because i was always talking about josh.  and he was REALLY upset with me for some reason.

i think it might maybe be b/c of matt (who i went out with for about 4 days)… he wasn’t funny without an audience.  he wasn’t FUN without the guys around.  he was boring, and he did everything i said to do, and it was stupid.

so you guys can hate me if you want, but i REALLY don’t get it.

i’m just gonna put that one out there.

QUEBEKAH!!

i’m gonna try to be okay

but i need you to know

wherever you are now

back here you were adored.

“Hate Me” (c) Blue October

themarcher, to be specific.

details @ http://moshcutenessreport.wordpress.com

that’s a DAILY cuteness report, so get ready to read!

i’ll s till be blogging here, but only about meeeee.  for mosh info, you gotta visit our blog.

“honey” (c) The Hush Sound.

sorry i haven’t ben posting much lately.  I love you all, it’s just that– it’s all been stacking up lately, you know?  Like how Bom’s been breaking things without feeling anything for it.  and how i’m still trying to figure out how many of my friends actually are.  You know.  Simple stuff.

It got to be an awful lot yesterday, and i tried to make a blog post, but it was meant more for marchie than anyone, and really down, so i didn’t publish it, just left it.  i also tried ‘redirecting the teen angst’ into lyrics/poetry, but that just brought it all to the surface, and i was having some serious trouble, and a nervous breakdown, everything.  Nobody else in my house even noticed.

but i called the marcher, and we chatted on facebook, and he read the post, and he helped me out of it.  because i just have no concept of how much he loves me.

Speaking of which, the marchies birthday was last monday, and his party saturday. there was some serious maggie/marcher shipping, and big laughs all around.  i’d tell you all about it, but the marcher might include it in his blog, and most of you already know.

QUEBEKAH!!!

“confess all the faith that i have in you”

“Domino Effect” (c) ozma

1: i never used to get nosebleeds, but i sure am now. Darn cold air. i’m like frikken Hideki!! (from Chobits. i know it was lame)
2: i used to be good at french, but AP’s making me hate the language. Qui a commencé le passé simple, et pourquoi avons nous lui laissé à avoir des enfants? et le soujunctif!! UGH!!
3: i am carrying a grudge against Ben’s alarm clock. seriously, if the loser doesn’t learn to set the thing for less than 45 minutes before he generally wakes up, i’mma rip the thing out of the wall.
4: after i unplug the alarm clock, i will remove the backup battery and DESTROY the clock with a hatchet.
5: then, i will take the bits and peices back into the house (because me and a hatchet in our house is not a safe idea) and pour them all over ben, who will sleep throught the whole thing.
6: that’s just one of the many little things about my stepbrothers that makes me want to change the locks on the house, and then switch out the keys on my parents’ keyrings without telling anyone. did i just say that?
7: i can’t sing headfirst for haloes with LBS because their drummer is a lazy freaky loser. I’m allowed to call him that, because he likes me.
8: i am like the queen seductress of losers. I have a fanclub, but they’re all dorks, and the guys i like right now is a little dorkish, but not a member of said fanclub.
9: this may be my bi-ness talking, but i don’t think we should be boys OR girls. i think we should all be the same, and the decision as to who carries the baby should be made based not on the accident of genetics, but a swordfight. like flatworms.
10: i am a very sarcastic person, but it’s lost on some people, which always annoys me as i feel like they’re missing the essence of my BEING!!
12: The black kids in my Japanese 1 class hate me. why? because they assumed a language class wouldn’t require learning a language, and they act like idiots, and i call them on it. and because i tend to say things like “srsly, can you NOT say it in nihongo?”
13: and b/c when this Freshman in my japanese class didn’t bring a pencil in on the day after obama day and used thinking it’d be an Aday as an excuse i burst out laughing.
14:and because the day of the exam he didn’t have one AGAIn an i asked him if he thought it’d be an A day. and because when that same freshman sat in MY chair and used MY pencil to scrape stuff from his shoe onto MY backpack, i kicked him out of the chair. quite literally.
15:i have three nipples. one of them never realy developed, but, yeah, there are three.
16: the highlights in my hair are natural, too. woot for genetic variation?
17: I wacth a lot of anime. sometimes it’s because i need to hear japanese, sometimes it’s because the anime’s funny. like Maria Holic. that show is HILARIOUS.
18: i only watch anime in the original japanese with english subs. it’s a sacrilege to dub. but i leave the Funimation channel on in the morning to mark time. the only TV i watch is Big Bang Theory and How I Met Your Mother, because they play RIGHT AFTER EACH OTHER and i’m way too lazy to keep track of more than one hour of scheduled television per week.
19: i once had a boyfriend. but after four days i got sick of how he did everything i suggested, and we decided it was a dumb idea. becasue he was a boring boyfriend. but i nice friend. and i didn’t wanna waste his money when i wasn’t really into him. cuz i’m not quite THAT mean.
11: i have a tendency to multichat on facebook. right now, i’m chatting with matt martin, joshua renaud, and jonathan gibbings. my mommy walked over, messed with my ponytail, shouted GIBBINGS!! enthusiastically b/c his chat was open, then walked away. my computer’s not blipping when people say stuff, though, which is really annoying me.
20: when i get tired, i rest my head on one hand and type with the other. i’ve got this great one-handed typing method. it’s nearly as fast as the traditional approach.
21: i design shirts for local bands. unfortunately, my mommy won’t take me to Michael’s to get sheap shirts, so i’ve yet to make any, and i kinda keep forgeting about them, but WHATEVER.
22: I was uber-depressed freshman year because all my friends decided to move to Florida, but it didn’t feel like they actually would, even after they were already gone. I was so sure we’d still be friends, but it DOESN’T WORK THAT WAY.
23: But it wasn’t really optimism that meke methink that so much as need. I NEEDED to believe i had friends. But hey were’nt ever as good a bunch of friends as i thought they were. Now that i’m over that, i actually am REALLY optimistic. I smile through almost anything, and if it feels like i’m going to scream, i just run out of the house for 1/2 an hour or so.
24: I can’t cry, anyway. I’m talking, like, PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE. my eyes only tear up when i yawn– never when i’m sad. it’s REALLY annoying. Like, my nose still gets runny, but i almost always can’t cry. i’ve cried about 4 times since i started high school. that’s it. told you i was a genetic freak. i cried as a baby, but not as a kid. i didn’t even cry when i broke my leg when i was 6, and that HURT and i couldn’t MOVE and it took FOREVER to get me to a hospital and the jerkfaces at the skating rink told me to WALK with it.
25: sometimes i wish there was something massively wrong with me so i could be special. i don’t even know why, i just do. like if i were secretly depressed, i’d feel like more of a real person. i get so angry at myself for being happy.

“this is where i came in ” (c) the Beegees

yep, that’s a Saturday.

Leave that day open.

“come one, come all” (c) All Time Low

Even cooler: no school today!! not really a snow day, as there was no SNOW, but whateveh.  I had fun.

at first, it was boring.  A snow day spent with brothers is like a really cool movie with a baby and a ringing cell phone distracvting you the whole time.  not so satisfying as it should be.  HOWEVER, i got to hang out with Stage (sophomore) and his brother (who is a senior) at lynnhaven mall today.  We ate a ZILLION tacos at taco bell, and then went to Barnes and Noble to read books.

Speaking of which: do any of u beautiful people have a copy of The Murder Of Binzie M~~~ by jaclyn Moriarty?

“Solid as Barack” was a SNL gag…

i KILLED the dishwasher.

i didn’t break it.  but i killed it.

Some IDIOT hasn’t run the dishwasher all week, so, observing its un-run-ness, decided 2 do the dishes.  But i couldn’t find our normal soap, so i used a bottle labled “Dawn dishwashing Detergent”.  DishwasING=/= DishwasER.

NO.

i left to do my APUSH homework, and when i came back, there was a 3inchtall pile of bubbles the size of a desk!  so i stopped the dishwasher and set it to rinse, but my idiot brother had relocated the bucket, and while he was pretending not to know where i could find it, i went outside and discovered that he’d used it (and leftit FULL) for his science project.  I returned, and the rinse had steroided the pile from one desk to five.

all the way to the wall.

long story short, mopping was no good, and cold water wouldn’t send the bubbles down the drain, but then i discovered hot water, AKA bubble kryptonite.  so i was FINALLY down to mopping up the water under the bubbles when the mop broke and mom got home.  she brought me 2 towels, one for catching anything else from dishwasher and one for to clean up rest.

and i took out the bottom tray of the dishwasher, and used hot water and the drain button to kill the bubbles.  and then i used the towel to get everything, and now half of the kitchen floor is VERRY shiny, but i never had time for history!!

“my own worst enemy” (c) Lit