the raven returns from grandma-induced hiatus;

[corvuscordelia]

OKAY SO.

Thanks to Casey (my girl!) I have been notified that it is safe to come back to the Compendiums!

And if any of you give me crap about listening to my GG about this, please take a moment and ponder - would you disobey Mrs. Bradford? Really? Would you? I THINK NOT. Even in light of the unlikelihood of enforcement! Anyway, since you all

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[beastarrific]

Hey, I am nothing if not a useful warning system.

CORDELIA. Tell me you're coming to New York for school. Even if we can't be at the same school or whatever, we could still rent an apartment or something. Or IDK, hang out at the Pen.

Early decision has saved me so much trouble. Also, I'm in, so as long as I don't have a total Senioritis moment and trash my GPA I can just kind of coast. It is SWEET.

[corvuscordelia]

Uh, HELLO. NYU, Columbia, Hunter, Brooklyn, Barnard, Fordham, Pace? I THINK I'M COVERED.

Oh my god, I have been ill with le senioritisse for about... oh. However many months September ago was. SEE? I can't even do basic math anymore.

[beastarrific]

GOOD. I would be sad if we wound up in different cities AGAIN. I wish you could see the sad face I'm making. The world's tiniest violin is playing for me, Cordelia.

But, like, for real: good. Now you just have to hear back.

I am SO READY to be done. Also, Ms. Taylor really needs to stop assigning so many practice problems in Calculus. The woman is evil.

[corvuscordelia]

I think you should artistically render your sad face, Casey. I just can't imagine it up here in 'Cuse.

PLEASE don't remind me. Calculus is the bane of my existence. Total and utter bane.

I need to express the banitude.

THERE.

GG, if you are BREAKING LENT AGAIN, if Mom complains about loud noises, you can tell her that my soul will not be oppressed by my Calculus textbook.

[bibbetyboo]

Try England. They give admissions decisions from September onwards.

Georgia is hands down awesome. Which reminds me. Bungee jumping without a cord, or PARACHUTING WITHOUT A PARACHUTE?

[corvuscordelia]

And this is why I'm proud to be an American!

Or not.

Why does my grandmother remind you of death from a greater or lesser height?

[bibbetyboo]

[corvuscordelia]

I smell MISCHIEF.

[lepetitrouge]

Pff college. Just don't go! Then you don't have to wait for anything right? It's brilliant!

[corvuscordelia]

But then I would have to be severely awesome and go be an American Gladiator, and while certain parties in this conversation have achieved those levels of awesome, I, alas, have not.

Although I could just be a bum. An awesome bum. A crime-fighting with the wit of her pen bum, who stinks up the internet cafe as she mightily blogs!

[lepetitrouge]

Flattery will not get you a cut of my super sweet prize money. Helping me set the pool lap lanes on fire so I can recreate part of The Eliminator, however, will.

YES. See, you've got it all workd out.

[corvuscordelia]

Does setting pool lap lanes on fire require a bathing suit and swimming? Or just wielding a flame torch? Because one, I can do. The other, definitely not.

[naturewill]

Isn't this your school counsellor's job?

[corvuscordelia]

NO.

Well, yes.

Well, kind of.

The difference is, I don't know where my school counsellor lives.

Wait, do I know where you live? Do you live at the Pen? I don't know where you live. Crap. So much for that.

Okay, seriously, my guidance counsellor smells like moth balls and wet dog, and I really don't think people can understand what he's saying half the time through his IMMENSE BEARD.

[naturewill]

Haven't seen me in a while, kid. Might've adopted an Alsatian and grown an immense beard in that time.

[corvuscordelia]

Uh, no, because you're just a wolf, not wolfman.

And what is up with the not seeing, huh? I was in New York! You should be all, 'O hello, loyal subject, let me take you out for breakfast! Do you know where the best bagels in New York are? No? Let me take you to them!'

We could've bonded. I bet Velvet bonds with her Tales.

[tuliped]

[corvuscordelia]

She seriously is, you have no idea.

You're pretty fierce too! Running your own - AWESOME - yarn shop? That's kinda awesome, and you were awesome with the helping of the finding of the yarn.