As people may have noticed by the recent poem update, I am not dead. I have never really been dead, because I've been lurking and adding new art to my favorites this entire time. But I understand if y'all don't stalk those. Really, no problem. That'd be almost creepy. (Except when I'm desperate for new things of a specific nature, I do that...)
My life is kind of a mess right now. Not in a "Oh my God, what do I do with myself" kind of mess, but the chaotic kind where a lot of things are going on and I don't have all the time I need to do what I want to do. For instance, if I could, I would happy just be chilling on the computer writing up stories and such, or sketching out creative things in my sketchbook, or paintings ideas I came up with. I would be rich and never have to deal with stress, either.
However, that's not the case. Instead, I'm finishing up my college life (for real this time, dammit; fuck you, professor from last spring that wouldn't let me make up the final that I got the dates mixed up on and missed), and then moving across the country back to my parents' place. Once there, I will be trying my damn hardest to find any kind of job so that I can save up as fast as possible to move out again as quickly as possible, because while I love my parents, I can only handle them in small doses.
I am also in a relationship for the first time ever, yes, ever in my life, so that's a new experience with stresses and emotions to deal with. It's not easy, and both of us are bringing emotional baggage of our own to the table that we have to work through together. But I love him and think it's worth it, so I'm hanging in there.
Uh... yeah. So, finals week this week. Then cleaning up the apartment and packing up my life to move 1500 miles across country. I'm not sure how exactly things will be once the dust settles, but eventually I hope to post things here again. I wish I could post beautifully rendered Digital Art like I see on this site, but I know that will never happen. It makes me sad and discouraged. Ah, well. I do what I can, and it's good enough for me.
So, yeah. Not dead. Still kicking (or convulsing, whatever).