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Finally Renewed My Subscription
Journal Entry: Sun Jun 29, 2008, 5:00 PM
Mood: Zest
Listening to: Behemoth
Watching: Wall-E
Drinking: Rum
From Below Deck
Shit, it's been forever, but I finally renewed my sub. Now it's time to revamp my page. I want a new avatar and I want to change up my journal just a tad. Haha. I'm relieved. I forgot how shitty the non-subsribed use of DeviantART is. I'll be posting much more, much better work very soon. I'm cracking down on my percision. Take Care for now.
This morning I got up and expected another mundane day, merely existing. I was getting ready to leave for my first class, when Caitey came running up the stairs, yelling that I had gotten a letter from Clay. I was speechless. I read it right away. It was the first time in over 3 weeks that I had smiled like that. He updated me with everything that he's been doing, and I finally got the reassurance that I needed that he really did miss me. It was the sweetest letter I've ever gotten, and I haven't gotten many, but you get the point. Well just when I thought the day couldn't get any better, I was proven wrong. On my way back from class, he calls me! I was so insanely happy at that point. I was extremely giddy. We talked for a good 20 minutes, which was awesome considering I wouldn't have expected to be able to talk with him for even that long. We talked about everything going on in our lives and how much we miss eachother. He invited me to fly up to Illinois for his graduation on June 6th. I'm going to do everything in my power to make it. That's all for now. I'm finally smiling. Truly smiling. Today has been amazing.
Well this morning, the love of my life left for the navy. I got to see him swear in, and get on the bus to the airport. It can be up to 10 months before i get to see him again. I don't think i can last that long without him. I can barely imagine 10 DAYS, let alone months. I'm doing my best to just look forward to him coming home... but it's killing me knowing that for at least 4 weeks, i won't get to commnicate with him at all. I miss him already, and it's only been a few hours. I'm not holding up well at all. I suppose all I can do is live life and wait for him to come back for me. I'm beyond depressed, so I'm not sure how that will effect my art, as well as schoolwork. Keep an eye out for my new pieces. I'll have some posted in time.
Well things are great since my last post. I'm currently living with my model and good friend, Caitey. You all know her from my gallery, because she practically dominates it. I'm staying in their extra room, and it's working out very well. Tonight she had her senior prom, so we took some pictures of her in her dress before she left. it's very pin-up, so in the near future, we are planning to do a shoot with that exact theme. I'm looking forward to it. Either way, that explains the slight change in my normal macabre theme in some of my recent deviations. I just took a lot of very awesome shots tonight, and i'm proud of the outcome. Don't worry, my normal art be appearing again soon. That's all for now
The subject says it all, folks. I was kicked out of my house today because i do not share the same religious beliefs with my parents. I was told to pack my things, and get out, without a car, and barely any money to last more than a few days. I'm still employed, and i'll be decent once i get my paycheck, but until then, i have no way to pay for anything. I can't afford a cellphone bill, health insurance, or even to attend my doctor's appointment scheduled for april 3rd. My mother even told me that i had one month to find a new home for my cat, otherwise she would take her to the pound. It is a ruthless, and heartless thing to do to your own child. I am still completely stunned at the blind cruelty. I'll be fine as far as a place to stay goes... but i have no money. I want so much to go to college and succeed in life. Without transportation or money to pay for classes, i'll be screwed once this semester ends. But i'm not the kind that can be broken easily. This, in no way, means that i'm down and out. They are not going to beat me down. I'm not going to let this get the best of me.