I haven't updated my journal on here in forever. Looking back on them--I think I only wrote on here when I was severely depressed or something.. But not this time. I am only moderately depressed. ^_^'


+ General Life
So recently, I've been going to school and working a lot. While I was in Interactive Media at Diamond Oaks Vocational School, I co-oped at Advert Signs, a small sign shop close to where I lived. I'm still there, but their main graphic designer, after embezzling a couple grand, left. So Now I have a lot of responsibility to keep up with the work, so that my bosses and I still have a job. Right after high school I attended a University of Cincinnati satellite school for Multi Media. It turned out to be a joke, won a couple of awards--but made little to no personal progress. So I ended up switching schools (more on this later), and now I go to The Art Institute of Ohio--Cincinnati. It's more of what I wanted, and I've even learned a little. Good times.


+ Personal
On an emotional level, I'm moderately swell, if not.. somewhat shaky. I've been dating Jarrod (again) for the past four months. Which is awesome. I'm pretty much still friends with all of the people that mattered the most years ago, some of which live far away now. Of course most of the time I'm frantic or panicking about life and whats going to happen next. But that's to be expected, Know.

Well, I think that's good enough. Have fun, my deviant friends.

Yeah.

Yeah.

It is 2:08 in the morning. I have school... but these days... sleep depervation fallowed by a sevre dose off near comatose sleepfests' are in popularity.

Fuck my stupid emmotions.

Fuck you people who dont care...
AND Fuck you who do.




GGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ! ! ! :T

You would be how suprised how little I care, and how many nights I cry. No emption behind it anymore, just simple tears drawn to my eyes when I think about you... not that I even care anymore, I've just cried so long, it seems alls I remember was the pain when you left me, and that only makes me more sad. I miss you, but it's too hard to see you.


...that one night--I wish you were serious.