Hmmm... maybe after two years I should update my journal. :]

I've finished a few drawings lately, some that were started years ago. I still have probably close to a hundred sketches and doodles I need to scan. Most of them are on the backs of school work :]

Oh school, how I miss thee; you were good for napping and bored creativeness. Cheers to all the teachers who would let me sleep in peace. For some reason, although I would hardly ever finish my work, teachers loved me. Even when my hair was blue and it was against dress code I still got compliments from them on how it matched my kilt.

Luckily I was one of those children who realized during those most impressionable years that high school doesn't matter... doesn't amount to SHIT... doesn't mean ANYTHING in your life about two weeks after you graduate.
I mean, my high schoolings were fine, nothing bad. I looked like a boy for the first year, and I got suspended for Michelle and a got into a few fist fights but nothing bad!

I failed art class ^^
(I can't draw on demand, and certainly not what people tell me to draw.. it just sorta.. comes out... as is.)

As for writing... Psychosis of a Butterfly has twelve thousand words now, about 6-10 chapters. Just a guesstimate, it will probably take about one hundred thousand words to tell the entire story. I haven't touched it in a few months though.. I've been too happy! With a story like that... I write best when I feel down, discouraged, frustrated, itchy. Then it pours out.
But if I'm constantly "happy tra la la", I sit and stare at it, reread for the 1000th time, maybe change some words, but nothing really gets done.

As for loving...

***EDIT***

This summer has been and is going to be an amazing one! I've stopped partying every weekend but that hasn't stopped me from doing it every weeknight with my friends ^^.

And I leave you with this...

ALL HAIL THE SKORT!