Effective Venting

Man, a year, Blu?! You dolt.

Has it really been a year since I posted? I'm actually very sad at the moment, but reading through my journal actually cheered me up. However, I came to this, and found out, HEY they erased some of my beautiful stories. The Night of The Butterfly, several poems, and Dark Life, Little Child. I'm depressed about that because I seriously doubt I saved any of my stories onto my harddrive. If I did, I'll be very surprised with myself. Its surprising was is left here is here, though. Cuz, some of these are so very old as well. Anyway, I guess you need an update. Well, lesse. In a few words, broke up with Eric, got a job and Kroger's and a secret job (mwhaha) On the weekends which I love to pieces. Umm, lesse..ah yes, I graduated High School Senior Year with a 3.5 Average, not bad for me. I had to work my ass off for that grade, too. Oh, I got a tattoo and now have fourteen earholes. I'm considering getting my nipples and belly button peirced as well. Just recently, I fell head over heels in love with someone who made me forget my life, everything bad that has happened to me. You know those terrible boyfriends I talked about? If he asked me to, I would forgive them. I would kiss a roach for him. I would stand at the edge of the empire state building for him.....but it can't be for us. We're doomed to live too far apart for now....if we waited, I'm sure one of us would get lonely and find someone else closer...but well, it won't be me. He's dissappeared, and it hurts a lot. I haven't dried up yet, but somehow, I still hope that he will be happy one day, if not with me. Anyway, I don't draw as much as I used to, you know...I haven't drawn at all in a couple days save for a picture of my cute orange-haired albino and her mate simply enjoying the sun. Its beautiful, I like it. I doubt I'll ever get around to finishing it, which is typical of me really. my gallery is at http://bluwolf0.tripod.com/ oh and http://bluwolf0.deviantart.com/ Oh yeah, and I'm also a DJ for a Furcadia Radio Station, plus an assistant Rah at the Club. I love music....its the one thing that no matter what the situation...even now when I'm stll crying, is calming me, soothing my mind and body. I'm just kind of sitting here, pouring everything that comes to my mind into this journal, so maybe you'll remember me. Doubtful. Although I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight, I'm gunna try so, for now, good evening all, or good morning to some of you.

Sincerely, Amber