selavie

Well, I haven't updated this journal in 2 months now. I have long since realized that DA isn't made to be a blog, and thus I am shutting down this journal. I really have nothing to say that's fit for the entire world wide web to see. And if I did, this isn't the place for it. I'll still be uploading deviations, though, I guess. I do have a friends-only blog or two. So if you want, you can leave me a comment or note and if I consider you a friend I will probably add you or something. It's more interesting, I promise. Es todo.

Firstly, an apology for the angst of the last entry. It happens. For anyone who cares, I guess I should catch you up... I moved. Again. I love the new place. Despite an annual tax fit or two (very little gets me as worked up as paperwork) and a couple of non-tax-related fits, I have been ridiculously happy for no good reason. I have a plan and more support than ever. For a while there, I even started thinking I could do anything if I tried hard enough. Isn't that what everyone always says? And then I remembered that potential isn't enough and that I am going to be in school forever. And I forgot what makes me think I can actually do this

I've got that feeling again. You know, the one where I stay up all night creating. The one where I neglect rather necessary tasks (eating, cleaning, packing, studying) in favor of doing absolutely nothing. The one where I could not possibly tell you if I can't stand people or if it's the other way around. The one where I wish I could play one, two, skip a few with time. This entire month is unnecessary. Hell, this entire year is unnecessary. Bring on 2009. I am very, very close to dropping calculus. I hate packing. So much. And taxes. I think that's all. Last journal for a while.