Ah, Autumn. A time for school, schoolWORK, work in general, and uh....sorry, I don't know where i'm goin' with this.

But, yeah! AUTUMN! It's off to college for me. And so far, it's fine. Can't complain...for now.

My sister tried out for America's Next Top Model! But she got rejected. She told me some broad looked like she just got out of bed and fell in a mud puddle and GOT PICKED!! Oy, I hate TV "Reality" Shows. Anyhoo, I made a little goal that i'm going to get all my comic/short-story ideas out on paper and on Word. Need to do it so I can concentrate on school. Gotta get a 3.0 or up so I can get a scholarship.

Well, I'm gonna go ask my mom why flies die young. BYE!

(ignore the Surrender mood thing. It wouldn't change. >.<
It lives?.....IT LIIIIIIIIVVVVESSSS!!!! *thunder clashes*

No but seriously, It's great to be somewhat back. Hi, DeviantART! I missed you. Anyhoo, the reason I said 'somewhat' is that, i'm sure most of you know, my scanner is now full on GHEY. It won't work at all! if anyone knows how to fix a BRAND NEW ALL-IN-ONE PRINTER (Hp Officejet 6500 Wireless.), please note me.

In local news, I'VE GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!
But WAIT!!....I was only a Junior.
Audience:
Well, to be brief, I took the 3-year program at my high school. That's why I was in summer school these last 2 years. I wasn't stupid, just getting classes out of the way. Quit assuming the worse out of us teens! Now, i'm taking summer high school classes over at Columbia. To get those out of the way. I dont' do much during the summer, so instead of sitting around getting fat (BTW, I lost 7 lbs! ), i'm working ALL through July at collage. Also applying for Prarie State. Most of my Senior friends are going there, which should be cool.

In city news, I was at ACEN and you'll never believe who I met:
QueenOfDorks Claire (she did work for the Gothic-Lolita bible!), VG Cats' Scott Ramsoomair, Snafu's very own Dave, and a profecional comic artist who worked on the PPG comics named Phil. AND I GOT ALL THEIR AUTOGRAPHS!!!!(And a hug from Snafu Dave. I nearly fainted. ) I asked Snafu Dave at the posters booth he was at where Endling and Bleedman were. He told me that Endling just had surgery and was in no condition to travel, and it would take ALOT of money to bring Bleedman here to Chicago from the Phillipines.

This Just In....My dad's turning 50!!! So no art till I get back from his awesome party up in Whisconsen! SUCKAS! boogie:

M'Kay, i'm done here. I'll do a little Friend 'thingie' here later. *frollics to update some more*

HAPPY SUMMER EVERYONE! Have fun outside while i'm stuck in the cold-as-ice classroom for 6 weeks. Again. -_-;

Anyways, for the meaning of my journal title. Remember a few journals back when I said I have a boyfriend? Well,....he WAS a Senior. And he, along with 4 of my best Senior buddies (and my brother I guess.), have graduated as of 2 weeks ago. Murff told me right after he graduates, he's going to join the Marines. (HE'S GOING TO THE ARMY TO DIE!!) I have mixed feelings about this whole thing. On the one hand, he was sweet and considerate. On the other hand, we didn't have the typicasl lovey-dovey relationship everyone else has. I'm not sure. Besides,.....I betrayed him.

*shifts gears*

For a year, I've been crushing on a really attractive Junior. The only way I could talk to him was by asking questions. He loves art and dresses in black, as I do, and figured he could be the one for me. I took a chance, dolled myelf up in makeup, (I got hit on by boys who wouldn't second glance me before I could see him.) and asked him if he wanted to go out. He said I was really sweet to tell him, but HE WAS TAKEN. *glass breaks* I wanted to cry. The moment demanded tears! But even when I was alone,....I didn't shead one teardrop. Was I truley crushing on him? Or was a part of me holding back the tears 'cause what I did was generally wrong?.....I dunno.

Love....Loss.....Crushes....Crushed.....I just don't get it. I wittness love in front of me every hour of the day. I even took Dating Advice from my sister! Why can't I get this right? I try, I really do. How is it that when I like people, they're taken; and when someone likes me, I reject them? It riddled of no sense. I give up....I'm sad to say Love, the controller of Life's heartstrings, has won another bittersweet victory.

Okay, I now sound like some old 17th Century lovefool poet. Now I have one request of you: Don't love me. And never allow me to love you....if you don't...want to die....from all my bitching, that is! BA-ZING! ......Oh, screw the icons. I'm gonna go sulk. *sulks away*

Lately, my older siblings has been pushing my buttons on "helping them out" and "doing them a favor" and the most common "I'll give you a doller!" nonsence around my house. I know while I'm living under my parents' roof, I do work and chores. But seriously, why should I do things that they can do themselves?! My 'sick' sister, Amanda, told me to give her a glass of water WHEN HER ROOM IS 5 FUCKING FEET FROM THE KITCHEN! And my punk of a brother, Brandon, asked me to make him Ramen and has the nerve to call me a Hoe!

I know what you're thinking: "Christina, if they treat you like that, then stop doing favors for them!" I would, but that's not in my nature, y'know? Plus I hope and pray, by the grace of God, they follow my example instead of me following theirs. Why would I anyway? Amanda's a Druggie and Brandon is a Manwhore. Okay, I'm done bitchin'. *floats away*

My People:

I forgot to announce my vacation trip! (I went to Jamaica again. Wasn't that great, so I'll spare you the details.) AND NO CHRISTMAS CARD NEITHER! DX< God, 2007 was a REALLY lazy year for my artwork. That's not good! AT ALL!! I gotta step it up! AND NOW! But with most of my work being bits and pieces of my original stuff, it's gonna be confusing to most of you. What to do, what to do???!! *paces*..........I GOT IT! I could write them all and decide on a comic another time! But what about thieves?........Crap. *paces some more*............This is gonna take a while. I'm open to ideas....Anyone?....*crickets*....TT_TT.

My people ( I gotta modify this thing. A few people left DeviantART or just the account I watched.):