I made a new account today
for a few reasons.
One-deviantart decided to filter mature content images so that you can only see them if you're 18. Fuck you deviantart, I think I'm old enough to appreciate the human body in an artistic manner.
Two-Let's face it, my username sucks balls. I made it when I was like, 12. So, I made a new one that I don't have to feel ashamed of.
Tis [link]
If you watch this account and have interest in my future, um, doodles, watch that one. I'll probably drop this account shortly.

I'm so pissed at myself.
SO PISSED.
I have no word processor
so I use this thing called Write!
and it's like a word processor
but it's connected to Opera, my web browser.
So if I close Opera, Write! closes too.
So last night Liz called
and I was like
aight, I'll talk to Liz and stop writing
and shut my computer down.
I didn't hit save.
I DIDN'T SAVE!
How could I miss that!
The story took me hours
and I blew it.
UGH.

I have to upload a million gazillion drawings
most of them to scraps
and maybe I'll trace them over and ink and color them.
Maybe.
But the majority of them need fixing
and..ugh. I'm so angry working on things I would usually enjoy
sounds dreadful.

Speaking of work, I need a job.
So I can save up some money
to buy
a) car insurance
b) another copy of Guitar Hero-I can thank my dog for breaking that one
c) possibly another PS2-again, my dog.
d) books
e) everything else my minimum wage will allow.

OMIGAWD MAI LYFE SUXORZ.
*sigh*
I'm going to bed.

It sucks.

I've been drawing a lot
but I'm far too lazy to scan/post what I've done.
Also, I have a print
cause someone asked for one.
But they seem not interesting in purchasing,
but whatever.
If interested
this is the [link]

I think I'm running a fever.

Please shoot me.?
kthnxbai.

Arizona.
Is.
Hot.

But there are plenty of fun things to do here.
I've gone to a ghost town out in the mountains, [population: 6. And I'm not even kidding.]

various restaurants that advertise in Massachusetts, [i.e. Red Robin, Jack in the Box, Sonic]

seen a musical, [Beehive; it rocked out loud.]

gone shopping, [I'm leaving for home with a new suitcase..full of new things.]

gone to Sedona, [the place is gorgeous]

the Grand Canyon, [it rained.]

seen Montezuma Castle, [annd a snake!]

been to Mother and Child Rock, [not that amazing..]

visited Cathedral Rock, [they built a cathedral in a ROCK. How is that NOT awesome?]

gotten a tattoo, [henna is so cool.]

gone swimming, [almost everyday.]

and taken many, many pictures. [over 800.]

But you know what?
I'm so glad to be going home to sticky, humid, boring Massachusetts.
I've had my fill of the 120+ degree weather, regardless of how 'dry' the heat is.
I miss my humidity.
And I start school soon. [Day after I get back.]
I miss my friends.
And day after day I've been tortured by the fact that it's so beautiful here; the photographic opportunities are endless, and I have no model!

the HORROR.

Anyway, I'm a little scared about flying home alone, but I think I can manage.
It sucks that I have a layover, but I'm frickin' 16 now.
I may be a minor, but I can look after myself.
[I'm scared shitless, can't you tell??]
Lucky for me, the first flight is the longest this time around. I go from Phoenix to Delaware [Marylannd~!] which is like 4 hours, and then from Delaware to Hartford, and that's just about an hour. It doesn't really seem worth getting off one plane to get onto another one for an hour flight. But whatever, I have to deal.

Oh Massachusetts. How I love to hate you.

It's my birthdayy! I'm officially 16.

I'm going to Osaka, a Japanese restaurant in Noho, later tonight for dinner.

And I'll be leaving in about an hour and a half for an appointment with my therapist.
Hey, I didn't WANT therapy on my birthday, but it was unavoidable. Dx

Anyway, I'mma make a new mix to play in the car. Something both Dad and I can rawk out too.