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Plans in Place (Bucket List #2)

So this entry is early. I know. But it’s homecoming, and something in me just can’t split this week up in two. So instead, I’m writing on last week.

Unfortunately, I haven’t completed much. It’s a lot of planning and scouting and research I haven’t had time for. Being a senior is exhausting. The movies lied. This is not glamorous. I’m in a class of seven people and none of us did our homework.

And on top of this, my last two quiz/test grades in Precalculus are 98 and 99. If you recall, #5 on my list is to get a 100 in every subject. It’s just out of reach.

My friends and I are working hard on the script for our webseries. I started recording everybody’s lines for the introduction on Friday.

Speaking of Friday, something quite incredible happened. I thought it only happened in fanfiction, but alas, I was mistaken.

Sora and I almost got locked in the public library. Like, overnight locked in. Because apparently they close late every week day except for Friday. This resulted in us standing on the sidewalk, waiting for my mother to pick us up as I came up with my next chapter. We saw five people try to get into the library in that time. We stopped none of them.

Anyway, it’s Homecoming! And oh my heavens am I excited. Aside from the second floor hallway being dark except for string lights and the crushing realization that my house is the exact opposite of the class house, it’s incredible.

This year, I’m noticing something…different. Maybe it’s just me, but more people I know are confessing their crushes and asking them out than past years. It probably has something to do with being seniors and leaving nothing unsaid. Which I understand. Not that I’m going to take part in any of this, but I get it.

I needed an image here. But I’ve done my part. I’m going home. Look at my dog.

Also, Nova got slime. It was a mistake. She won’t let me play with it.

Plans for Halloween are being made. As our last Halloween together, my friends and I want to make this the greatest Halloween any of us have ever had. Routes, movies, incredible costumes, everything. That being said, it’ll be at least one thing crossed from my bucket list.

I’m so excited to go on this journey, and even more excited to bring you guys along.

And for this entry, I’ll conclude with a conversation between Sora and I.

Sora: I’m sweaty.
Me: It’s because you’re running from your feelings.
Sora: You’re right, I am.



Senior Bucket Lists

My god, it has been far too long. I sort of forgot this blog existed? Since I was declared recovered, I haven’t been up to date at all. However, something very important happened and reminded me that I should actually start using this blog.

I completed an item on my senior bucket list.

As a senior in high school, I have a list of things I want to accomplish before I graduate. This is a common trope, but a great one nonetheless. I have things to do, and I will do them. What are these things, you might ask? Well, here’s the list for now:

  1. Interview the Doggo Man.
  2. Finish a short film or webseries with the group.
  3. Perform on the school stage.
  4. Movie night with squad.
  5. Get a 100 on a test in every subject.
  6. Find the other entrance to the legendary Room.
  7. Visit the Garden in the Woods.
  8. Take a trip to Salem.

While most of my viewers are probably family members who already know where I go to school, I don’t want to give that information away to those who don’t know me. So for now, the room I speak of will simply be called The Room.

And here’s a little background on it: In the 90s, it was given the name it actually has. It was discovered and explored by a group of students. It had its own geocities website before it was tragically shut down. There was a story as to how it got the name and how it was truly discovered and all the students behind its discovery.

Sometime during my freshman or sophomore year, it was boarded up so that nobody could get in.  Some blamed ghosts and deaths. The reasonable ones blamed asbestos. But here’s the most important part:

There’s another entrance that was never found. It has to be a hatch in the floor, but where?

With the map destroyed along with the geocities website, I have no leads. At all. I have rumors and legends, of course, but those aren’t exactly reliable (Someone claims it’s in the chorus room, but that’s only a possibility). So I want to learn about it for what it truly is. And find the door.

Now, onto another item: Doggo Man.

This is a name my friends and I have coined for quick recognition. We don’t have his name or anything. But he’s been routinely spotted around the town and I made it the pinnacle of my high school journalistic career to get an interview with him.

Why? Because I can. And because I like dogs.

Quite honestly the best photo I’ve ever taken.

Today, I was with my friend and waiting for my ride. It was a clear, sunny day. People milled about. It was chill.

Then I heard people yelling about dogs. And I looked. And there he was.

Doggo Man.

I shoved Waning’s headphones and iPod in her arms and ran out to get a couple questions.

In hindsight, this was not my best move. I had no questions, no phone to record anything, no preparation to introduce myself and my blog. But this was my opportunity and I would not let it pass!

I learned this much about Doggo Man. He was in a rush, so I didn’t get much time.

He called the dogs his children. There are three in the photo above, but he had four with him. And they’re all related.

The dogs are related. There’s one grandfather, one father, and two children.

I’m horrible with names, but two of them are named Scrappy and Fez. I think I pet Fez. His fur was really soft.

Then Doggo Man left.

And I internally (and externally) screamed for about five minutes.

Follow your dreams.

I’m not doing perfectly on the other items. Working on it, of course, but a couple of them require things I do not have the resources for. Looking at you, 7 and 8.

I will complete this bucket list, whatever it takes. And since I have nothing better to do, I will take you all along with me on my mystical journey. I can update every other Thursday, as not much is likely to happen in just one week. I’m determined to finish every single one of these items, and an audience, no matter how small, just might give me the nudge I need.

So are you with me?


Recovery: the Sequel (Fourth in the Saga)

I guess this blog, and the last one, will/have more or less become a chronicle of my experiences with the hospital, surgery, recovery, and a little bit of school and LGBT+ pride. But really…that’s about it. I guess that’s what happens when you start a blog out of recovery boredom.

That being said, I come to Quill and Shield with bad news. I’m going under. Again.

I’m going to spare y’all the sunshine and rainbows. Because I expected to come here by the end of August and say that I’m healed and everything in my life is back to normal. In fact, I expected to do that just under two years ago. But life doesn’t always go as planned, and we need to push forward and just keep going.

It sucks. It really does. But at this point, I have given up on trying to sugarcoat things. I will get better eventually. This will heal and I will move on. Until then, I’m sitting (or laying on my stomach) here and writing entries and stories.

I’ve gotten a lot more secretive and closed-off when it comes to my personal life, I guess. So I’m not going to say any more here about my surgery. If you actually want to know, you can come to me about it. I’d just rather keep this entry short and sweet, you know?

Soon enough, I’ll be updating this blog with things I’ve learned over the last surgeries on necessities and things I’ve learned since my first necessity post. So I guess look out for that?

Things you can do to help in the mean time:
~Recommend me shows, anime, music, books, and really any other entertainment.~Tell me about your own experiences.
~If you have them, give me prompts to write about or draw.
~That’s really about it. Honestly, I think I’m freaking out about this a lot less than my mom. I have a support system I can rely on with her, Starr, and Nova, so I guess I’m okay.

Have a nice day/afternoon/evening, and I look forward to your continued support.


Quill and Shield

Why, hello there. Welcome to my first post on Quill and Shield, and under a new name no less.

I planned to change blog URLs, but that appears to be impossible for the next two years.

So welcome to my new blog! This blog is going to be largely the same: personal and editorials with whatever events I can attend sprinkled in.

I’m aware the blog is still…unfinished. Things happen.

I really can’t make any promises as to schedule, and you’ll see why soon. But I’ll update when I can, and respond to whatever comments I get.

You’ll no longer get notifications from QGSH, just this blog. However, the old address will still be up and running as a sort of archive.

This is a really short post, I know, but there’s not much else to say. Thank you all for being so understanding, and I look forward to your continued support.


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