So it is now that time of the year to which I so look forward: MY BIRTHDAY! It is tommorow, Sunday, September 2007. I'm quite excited. I shall be 19 years old, which is, needless to point out, over the hill and back down again.

I'm kind of excited, except for the fact that for my belated birthday present I get college. That's right, kiddies. College begins Wednesday, September 5th. Aside from the dance class I have to take, I'm psyched. I'm ready for this new adventure. Am I nervous? Of course. But I always have the support of my friends and family. I think I should be okay.

I gotta go and help my aunt with some house work.

[[originally posted Journal Entry: Tue Aug 7, 2007, 2:42 PM ]]

Ugh.....There are now 2 weeks 'til I'm off on my little adventure called "College Life". I'm pretty excited, but I also know that I'm going to have to really say a lot of goodbyes. I know I don't have a heavy schedule for the semester, but I doubt my free time will be spent much on the internet as it has been for these past summer months.

I thank you for watching my art, reading my journal, and for just being there for me.

That little internet scare thing I posted last week's not over yet, but I'm steadily coming online. Don't be offended that I don't get back to you as quick as I used to--that's just the way of the times for now ^^.

I suppose what needs to be said at this point is that I have really valued the comments and critique you all have offered me, they have helped. I'm changing into a different person, as can be (hopefully) seen through my journals. Thanks. You guys helped.


I'm not one to keep rambling too much, but I just wanted to make sure that deviants like , , , , and even know that they've really helped me this summer.

So to everybody on deviantArt, but especially to you guys who are reading this, I thank you.

Take care!
~PreArtemis.


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Correction:
...I just wanted to make sure that deviants like , , , , AND ESPECIALLY (!!♥♥!!) know that they've really helped me this summer....

Not onlining for a while; Im in some trouble right now. All I can say is that chatting online with people you think you know won't do anybody any good. EVER.

I'm in not in harm's way physically; I'm just not gonna be on so much.

Be careful who you talk to online.

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2 August 2007:

Right. Well what can be said after yesterday? I can only say that I'm shocked... We're still reeling here, as mum was very close to the place where the bridge collapsed. We're thankful she's okay, and very concerned for those whose mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, sisters, brothers, cousins or friends who are not.

Stay safe, everyone.

(For those who don't know what I'm talking about, [link] should explain it all.)

I ♥:

^{Possibly the coolest people on earth ^^. I love you guys .}

So... I'm almost to 24....hours of being awake. Yep. Couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind. Like I'm worried about college and stuff... and work and all that. And friends and how we'll stay that way during college.... and I dunno what I really want outta my life anymore. I dunno what I want to do. This feeling of restlessness has been with me for the past two days and wont subside. I could call my friends, but that makes me more anxious. =/

My parents really wanna make a big deal out of me moving to my aunts' for college, but I've made it my task to disallow such a thing. I really dont' need new stuff, you know? It's such a nice sized room the way it is. Just leave it [gah].

Just leave it.

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And then there was the rest of my day... When I got to work [and I was covering somebody else's shift], I get greated with "Run this" (see I work at a clothing place, people try clothing on and they need to be run back to their proper places). No "Hey, how are you?" or anything like that. It was more like a demand... And that kind of hurt. I know I'm not the warmest person in the world, but it appears as if I work there only for the purpose of running clothes back to their proper places. Later on in the middle of my shift I got really irritated again. Sometimes people working the fitting rooms decide to let the clothing pile up. This time it got ridiculous and no one was doing anything about it. So what do I do? I run it. Because nobody else would. And I got so irritated. Later on I felt guilty because I know for a fact that I could just as easily ask for help, but I refuse to do so for fear of making somebody irritated. So I take on everything. :< Smart, eh?

Gah. I should prolly get some sleep tonight, huh? Hope I do. e_e; Thanks for reading ^^.