So it's been 8 months since I've written in here: it seems like it's time. I like writing in my DevArt journal because nobody really reads it, so I can be open with everything but not have to put anything on private and feel like I'm keeping secrets.

So my life. Hrm. Nothing really interesting. Well, these past 8 months have been something else, but nothing AMAZING.
Here are the highlights, so I can move on:
I've had two uncles die (both dad's side of the family)
I've been hanging out with Alyssa tons&tons
Workworkworkwork
Gotten REALLY into steampunk
Met this guy&fell&got hurt
Got told (basically) I'm not worth keeping in someone elses life.
(wow, that one still stings.)
Wooooooork
(kindafallingforsomeone~)


So now the boring things!
I have more tattoos now, 15 total. I'll possibly stop someday, but for now I'm having way too much fun getting them.
I keep dwelling on Rick. I know nobody who reads this knows the situation, but I don't feel the need to repeat it. I'm just frustrated at myself at this point because I can't seem to get him out of my head. So many little things remind me of him, and as much as I just want to be done with it, I can't. It's so annoying

I'm going to go home and paint after work, I hope that helps out whatever it is that's wrong with me right now.

BUT
On a good note.
I am much, much happier with where I am at in life. I've realized that none of my friends are in the same place as me (not physically, but mentally, emotionally, and financially) which is kindof hard to deal with. Some days I'm so happy with where I am and I feel independent and "queen of the world"-ish, but then there are other days where I just feel like I'm playing catch-up. Like I'm waiting for everyone else in my life to reach the point I'm at, so we can all walk together. But I really don't want to sit and wait for them forever.

Oh well.


Over and out

Jet