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It seems as though I'm back. I don't update on dA, and I doubt 99% of my dA friends give a rats ass about me anymore. I wouldn't. If you have remained faithful, you have my gratitude. And my admiration. I have begun writing again (HOLY FREAKIN CRAP MAJOR SHOCKER). I'm not too happy with any of it yet, but I may upload some stuff in the near future. I may have just jinxed it. We'll just have to find out won't we?

As for updates, a lot has happened to me in the past few months since you've last heard from me (unless you see me on a daily basis of course). For one, I'm single now. It's different. I'm almost done my first semester of the year, so that's cool. I'll miss Creative Writing. It's a good class, but I want to get out early. Maybe I'll just mooch off of it by dropping in when I don't feel like playing dodgeball (which never happens). I got accepted into my local Community College. No huge feat, but it's nice to know I have somewhere to go after next semester. Bowling has been going well. I'm the varsity "secret weapon". What that means is up for interpretation but atleast I've made some new friends. I'm getting into writing monologues. Like really intense fucking monologues. I've been reading some of my old poetry. And it seems the deeper I dig in my gallery, the worse it gets. Bu that just means I was improving . I still like a good poem, but formatting remains my greatest foe. Maybe one day I'll overthrow the obsticle. But for now, I'll stick to monologues. I'm pretty rpoud of them. Shame I'll never upload them. Much too personal.

And thats a half assed summary of my life these past few months.

Oh wait! One more great feat - I completed a mother fucking pokemon game! Like the pokedex is done! Leaf Green can suck it. And it only took 105:29!
Now I never want to touch the game again

oh, and one more thing:
Happy holidays! (late for Hanukah, on time for Christmas) Anything in between escapes my knowledge

A state of awareness.

yup.

I haven't updated my journal in a good long time, so here's proof I'm not dead. A long time ago I mentioned a 40 poem project I was working on. Honestly I haven't even looked at it since mentioning it. Lots of random BS has been going on in my life since y last update. Most of which that care already know, having experienced it with me or near me. For those that don't...well sorry for not filling you in. I wonder how many dA friends I still have. So few even gave a rats ass to begine with. I'd love to start chettin' up with you guys again, so if you're reading this...COMMENT! Maybe we can note each other or somethin'. Reconnect a bit.

As for art (lol no one cares) I'm taking a creative writing class this year. This will more or less FORCE me to write. And if I like what comes out, it'll be seen here in my gallery. Cool stuff.

I should be doing homework now. But I'm not. I'm lacking interest at the moment. I'm in a "whatever" kind of mood. blaah. School started a while ago if you couldn't tell. It's alright. Not any better or worse than anticipated. Too early to tell how awful it's going to get. Or how great, you never know. There's just so many life decisions to make. I hate it. If life were a person, I'd kill it. And commit atrocious acts upon it's remains.

*sigh*

Oh well, so it goes...

It's 4:19am. That's no big deal to the insomniacs that are my wathcers/friends. But I'm pulling in all nighter for the hell of it. It's really boring. And seeing as how I haven't even picked up a pen in weeks, I'd like some inspiration. Some songs, some pictures, some stories - anything! I want inspiration for some art. NAO.

Go forth my minions.

I got my hair cut. I no longer look a thing like Jesus. I only border looking like a gentle man. Can you imagine? (booooooo Killers refrences)
See it for yourself:
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in other news, the new journal skin thing sounds cool. Imma gonna try it.

I saved a bunch of journals because I'm a creep. These things are mad old yes, some dating back to '07. But now most of them have mysteriously disappeared from my inbox. They wre here this morning, now they're not. I doubt the authors deleted them, because they were written by like 14 different people, and I don't think all of them would decide that today would be a good day to delete some old journals. Stupid technology.

Any who, I'm working on an art project at the moment. It's going to be made up of roughly 40 poems, so be on the look out. Hopefully I can actually finish it, cause I have a habit of not soing that.