Oh hey.

I haven't posted in approximately eleven months and I don't know if I should be showing up the prodigal nerdygirl, but if there is one thing I've learned in my year abroad it's to go with my instincts. This is a cliché, but that doesn't mean it's not true. So I guess I'm on here to apologize because I know you guys haven't the best year and I should have been there for you more, even if that was just checking up on this isore, seeing if a fellow nerdy girl needed rescued.
So I'll check during this next week to see if I get any responses from anyone. If not I guess I'll just have to be a good friend the old fashioned way!
~Fleeting Duck

My Story

Once upon a time, there was a girl. She was trapped between living and simply existing. She put walls up all around her. No one could ever break her heart because no one could ever find it. When her prince came for her, she hid and he never came back. The end.

New Years Resolution: This is not going to be MY story anymore.

update on me

• i don't need a man to make me feel better about myself.
• i just really want one :)
• i think that somewhere along the way, i became a really fake person. this scares me. i'm not a fake at heart, so how did this happen?
• i'm a nostalgic nancy.
• i cut my bangs too short. i need to stop cutting my own bangs.
• thinking about getting emo hair when the bangs grow back in.
• got a tumblr. kind of obsessed. not going to lie.
• i should exercise. but i don't. i've never been this down about my physical appearance before. sometimes i really hate who i'm becoming.
  
• the blog needs a new look and sound. this has been here since like august.
• i'm still in love. still. as in four years next monday-ish. why can't i move on and mean it? blue eyed wonder has a girlfriend, now, by the way. i didn't like her before she was his girlfriend. now i just kind of hate her.
• i'm thinking of what good titles for the book of my life would be. "Smile: An Almost Love Story" is right up there with "The Infinite Sadness of a Nostalgic Nancy".
  
• i just "in my pants"-ed those titles. dammit. i have to keep looking.
• taking a solo to solo and ensemble. freaking out. avoiding it at all costs.
• i reallllllly want to be section leader next year.

Love As Always,

b

this is the first post in a long time that doesn't mention how sad our corner of the internet is. or it was anyway.

Dear Guide to Nerdiocity Crew,

What happened to us guys? We used to be so cute with our little blog and mall trips. Now the blog is dead and we haven't all hung out together since... uhhh... well.. I don't even remember. Not blaming anyway or anything I just think its funny how much stuff has happened in the past couple of years and how much has changed. I'm glad we're still all friends, especially since now a days it seems like most friendships last like a day. So basically I love you guys but we need to hang out together, unless I annoy you... which is probably the case haha
Love,
Liv

hehehehehehehe....

Sweet.

"Dear Becca,
I'd like to personally thank you for switching to low brass. You are one of the SWEETEST people I know and I think you make a vital part of the low brass family. I hope you had as much fun as I did this year and I hope next year will be even better.
Love Shane"

"Becca, you're such a SWEETHEART. You're gulible and you give into peer pressure too easily, but you're a SWEET person." -Alli

"... And Becca, I think that you're just... such a SWEETIE." - Gretchen

Do you know what "SWEET" means? It means that you can't think of a better adjective because you really don't know the person all that well. "SWEET" is a cop-out.

What does that say about me if the only thing people can say about me is that I'm "SWEET"? I mean how many adjectives are there in the english language? And that one word is just stuck to me like glue.

Well. That's my whine of the day. Thanks for tuning in.
Love, B

*Head Explodes*

So since I have no friends and the only person I talk to is my little sister I think I'll rant to the blog. 1 word to sum up how I feel right now? UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! First off aren't Christians supposed to be nice? Isn't community supposed to be important? Because it sure doesn't seem like it, my first week at bishop ready has been absolutely terrible because no one bothered to talk to me except 1 girl, I got a couple "hey new girls" but that's about it, walking in the hallway by yourself while everyone else has friends they've been with since they were born sucks. It made me miss Bradley more, people actually talked to me at Bradley. So on top of hating my teachers I was also on the verge of tears today missing Bradley. The French teacher's a, pardon my french, Bitch. The rules at the school are ridiculously strict, the people are rude, the cliques are worse then in teen novels, and the uniforms are ugly. So why do I stay? you might wonder. because I have to, I'm not going to get into a good college through ecot. The sad thing though is I don't know if this will even help because stupid teachers grade stupid, my french teacher made me take a test Friday over stuff I haven't learned, she promised me that I could leave blanks if I didn't know things and that she wouldn't penalize me for it, that it was just to see where I am. Yeah she graded it, like a nazi on top of that. I repeat Bitch. She also made me take a quiz the day, yes that's right, THE DAY I started. Oh and finally to top off this wonderful sundae of crap, is the rancid cherry on top, the fact that I haven't seen/talked to any of my Bradley friends in forever.

Me ^

Bleh, sorry needed to get that off my chest.

6- Word Memoirs.

So I guess, people were challenged to write their life stories in exactly 6 words. I decided to try it and found that, I can't decide!! so here are 23 of my 6-word memoirs :)
Spending my days learning to live.

Starting to wonder where he went.

Did you know I’m not happy?

I tell myself stories. Damn amused.

Why can’t we just be friends?

I’m just addicted to the past.

Me. You. Let’s do this thing.

Can you stop yelling? Thank you.

Loving him meant leaving me behind.

I didn’t say I love you.

Remember the Old You? I do.

I mostly wish, more than anything.

Lost: Faith. Please Return. Will Wait.

Never got back to that. Sorry.

Lonely Girl Seeks Love. Respond Soon.

I don’t know. Leave me alone.

I’m kinda glad you have him.

Unrequited Love: Story of my life.

Who needs homework? Oh, my GPA.

Girl without Rhythm joins Marching Band.

Good at Lying. Nobody really knows.

Stay out of my room, please.

I don’t like Me that much.