My Cardboard Balcony

Hello friends! It's another guest post by Arden here, as is the norm when Belinda is visiting me (or I am visiting her which is for once not the case!). While she's been busy settling into a new job, I've been busy trying to get ready to go back to school. I'm entering my final year of college and it is only slightly terrifying.  And by only slightly, I mean extremely. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to go back and see all my friends down there and learn every last ounce there is to learn (Ravenclaw that I am) but what really scares me is what happens after. What happens in June after I've finished everything and I finally grab my diploma? What happens if I don't get into all the classes I want to take, or all the shows I want to do? But I guess those are the kinds of things it really doesn't help to worry about ahead of time, I just have to go live it as best I can and see what happens. So that's what I'm going to do. Hopefully it all works

I wrote stuff in the past. Unfortunately, I do not have my computer at the moment, as I am visiting my girlfriend. I think we can do without a literary flashback this week. In the meantime, however, I did write a memoir for my former high school. You can check it out here. Click here for high school memories! Click here!

Crispy and fried? Atta boy. Serve the gravy hot and brown onto that meaty mess. Why is it that it's usually brown, but it's called "gravy?" It sounds like the word gray is in it. Maybe I'm overthinking this. You've made me such a fine dinner, and it'd be a shame to talk too much. Tasty chicken.