You people are pretty intense. I can't take any more. I'm going back to Stratford.


APRIL FOOLS! <--Lolz. *so hip*


Well, just some fools. I am going to Stratford for Spring Break, but I'll be back after Easter! Apparently I like to torture myself. Really I couldn't stay away from any of the people here. You're all awesome.

Beatrix, hopefully there'll be different flowers or something around when I'm back, and we can have a second go of it all!

&hearts to Morgan, just because. He loves Of Montreal, and anyone who loves Of Montreal deserves &hearts's a plenty.

I can't believe I haven't touched this thing in so long. But I haven't had the heart to do anything at all since Marlowe left. And this time I can't follow him, and it broke my heart.

I keep feeling like maybe I should've gone through this and that I should come out feeling older and wiser, but I don't. Different for sure. I do feel different. I wish he hadn't had to go. I wish so badly that he was still here. Its like I have no idea what to do without Marlowe around. I miss him so much.

I miss... just everything about him.


As I said, I don't know what to do without him, so I did what I always do!


I changed the look of my LJ.

STORY TIME WITH SHAKESPEARE!!!


Is everyone comfortable and cozy? Enjoying a mug of hot chocolate or Chai tea and maybe some cookies? (I only ask because I, atm, am, and hope that everyone else is maybe enjoying the same, as it is mighty tasty.)



Once upon a time there was a boy named Shakes.
He was all alone in the world and realised his One True Deanna wasn't very True (or, in fact, One). She had once done him a great wrong but he had tried to cast it out of his mind.
Shakes thought he had known love then, but he didn't. Go figure.


This here is a boy name Christopher Marlowe. ---->
He was renowned around the world for his very blue eyes.
One day he disappeared to a gifted school in Icaria, without telling a single solitary soul. Not even Shakes! This made Shakes very sad indeed.


Suddenly, just around Christmas Time, Shakes followed Marlowe down to Icaria. He was going to school there too! There was a lot of happy rejoicing.

However, trouble was soon to come when some friction came between their friendship. The thing was, somewhere along the road Shakes had fallen in love with Marlowe, and this had him very confused indeed. He didn't know what to do! He had no idea whether or not Marlowe loved him back!

(<---- This is my dog Spot. He has nothing to do with the story. Isn't he cute?)


So it was that Shakespeare found himself waiting on a balcony on February 16th, the night of the Valentine's Dance!

Marlowe followed the heroic couplet clues all the way to the balcony, where Shakes risked all and made his profession.


And they lived happily ever after!


This story was brought to you with the esteemed help of Dot, Lucy, and Lewis, who are all fifty million kinds of amazing. Also Marlowe. &hearts

I love Valentine's Day, I really do. You don't actually even need a Valentine to celebrate it. It's just about showing love for anyone, friends or family or, yes, your girlfriend or boyfriend if you're lucky enough to have one. I don't have one right now but you never know. Things may change some day.

(Also, breaking up with Deanna has gone...weird. I got a gift from her in the mail today. It's just some new books and I like nothing more than a few new books of course but it... anyone else in agreement? Valentine's Day books from your ex-girlfriend. I don't really know what to think of it. Oh well.)


Anyhow, a very happy Valentine's Day to everyone. I realised I definitely need to meet more people one-on-one here. Marlowe, come visit and you'll see why.

So I'm excited for Valentine's Day and then at the same time was feeling emo about things so look, I put up a new layout that includes plenty of black in a Valentine's theme. Yes, Kit, I know you are laughing at me, you can stop now.

I'm serious.

Kit.

Okay, thanks. Continuing.

&hearts of the week go out to Lucy and Lewis most notably, but... I'm suddenly in a good mood so &hearts's go out to EVERYBODY.


Seriously. Come take a look at my journal. It rocks. And someday, SOMEDAY, I may actually have CONTENT.


ETA: Lucy, Dot, Lewis, someone. I've been struck by this idea and I need to get it out. Who wants to go for coffee?

So I just tried going to bed and so that didn't work, so I gave myself a new LJ-layout, and then I decided I liked the old one better, so I switched back. Really, as far as things go, for the most part my LJ hasn't changed at all. For this I despair.


I don't have much to say at all, except that Lucy = &hearts &hearts &hearts forever.

Just in case anyone didn't know.

La la la la la, I'm in love with Marlowe! Oh look! I can write it all down here! UNDER SUCH SEVERE LOCK I WOULD HAVE TO TAKE MY OWN LIFE IF IT WERE FOUND.

I have been having hours of endless fun with Wikipedia and it has been very informative indeed! Why just look at all the amazing articles you can stumble along. They just link. And link. And link. And link.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homosexuality
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bisexuality
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queer_theory

In fact I got so distracted that I ended up on articles about Aggressive Driving and Pottery. O Wikipedia! I wonder if it is trying to tell me something.


Also it is late and I've been theorizing like anything (which hasn't helped my sanity) and have consumed one (or five) too many caffeinated beverages (um, sugary ones at that) and everything seems so GREAT and WONDERFUL and CONFUSING.

The worst of it is I feel like emailing him and being all btw marlowe we r in luv &hearts &hearts &hearts which would just be a BAD IDEA ALL AROUND and makes me wonder if maybe I should step away from the computer BEFORE SOMEONE GETS HURT.

Who would most likely be myself!


And I just think about it for looooooong periods of time and try to find meaningful things from his jokes. I mean, he did kiss me when we were making that vampire movie (and oh. my god. I think I've rewatched that about three-thousand times tonight, plus many similar videos on YouTube, 'similar' here meaning 'men being sexy with each other' and it turns out there is a whole world of cinema I have missed out on) and where was I? Oh yeah. Well he did that but he was just being In Character, I know. And just. It's all so Marlowe. It's just how he is when he kisses my forehead. And stuff like that. And wipes pizza sauce away from the corner of my mouth oh my god I'm getting shivers just thinking about it.

And now I just keep freaking out over these things I shouldn't be. These Marlowe-gestures that I know are just him being normal and not suspecting that I have a desperate, longing, tragic, serious, staying-up-all-night-thinking-about-you, writing-long-private-journal-entries-about-you, throw-myself-in-front-of-a-moving-vehicle-to-save-your-life kind of crush.


I just want it to go away!

I just want to never have to go by every day feeling so awkward around my best friend. I want to be able to be with other people and not be thinking about or picturing him. I want to be able to carry on a conversation where I don't say "And oh! have you met Marlowe? Marlowe this. Marlowe that. Marlowe's amazingly wonderfully spectacular and what was that? I have QUEER FOR BEST FRIEND written in block letters across my forehead??!!??!"

And I'm scared of telling my parents. They're awesome about a lot of things but... this isn't something that comes up a lot? I don't know what they're opinion on it is.

Okay. Stopping. Stopping. I'm not going into this any further. I am getting away from the computer. And going to be. Where I will not sleep. And will just pine. Some more. This hurts.

I'm already in a big enough internal mess and now this?!?!?!


I HAVE DETENTION FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.


Well, really it's just the rest of next week, for making a Snow Alfric with Beatrix right in front of the deans office, but it MAY AS WELL BE FOREVER.




Very not &hearts

Dear Population of Eupheme,

YOU DO KNOW YOU KIND OF HAVE THE MOST AWESOME SCHOOL EVER, YEAH?!

Aside from the many cool people (Lucy &hearts, Beatrix &hearts, Dot & co. &hearts, Marlowe :P, whoever you are totallysinclair because you are having a karaoke party &hearts), there is an oncoming SCHOOL PAPER and, um, you do realise that despite some teachers, the classes kind of rock? Srsly. I really don't mind doing homework for a class like Creative Writing or Philosophy, and even the courses that you can just laugh off (i.e. Drama) are basically really fun times apiece.

And there is all sorts of weird stuff that goes on (I heard something about a Kraken, and that was just today's story), but in the end it is all kind of cool and out there.

AND THE ROUND TABLE HAS QUITE AMAZING CAPPUCCINOS!!!

I swear I'm going to update this sucker more often, because I &hearts LJ. It's like a little land of fantabulous miracles.

P.S. I got a new LJ-layout... you like??? &hearts

Since I'm bascially Very-Bad-At-Introductions, Esq., I wonder if I should wait till I've met some of you before writing in my new LJ.

Of course, being as I've already started this entry? That plan has clearly been scrapped.

I'm from old Stratford-on-the-A, and I'm shocked to say that Icaria has more snow than Canada. That, I have to say, is impressive.

I haven't really done anything here, except move in, so I guess what I'm really here for is just a couple of answers.


Anyone who has had run-ins with one sweetnmarlowe (in particular you, Miss Nameless-And-I-Guess-Pretty-Too), I beg you for detailed information on what he's being doing here. As his official stalker and/or biographer and/or tragically uninformed friend, our time apart has left me wounded and ignorant.