First off, I'd like to thank all my watchers for making my recent 5,000 pageviews possible. However, I'm afraid to say I'm abandoning this account.

I've been reluctant to do so, since I've grown rather attached to this account and my watchers, but at the same time I can't stand looking at my username which painfully reminds me of fangirl days. Plus, it's a pain to type in. ~_~'

Anyways, I'll keep all my old stuff posted here for the world to look at, but this'll be the last time I log in.

So long!

Encyclopedia Dramatica makes me lulz to no end.

From Vegeta's AE Profile:

Like the other Saiyan characters, in order to even put up a fight, Vegeta must transform into the Master Race, complete with blonde hair and blue eyes. Further proof that the series is funded by Hitler.

Dear lord, I've been thinking the same thing for a while now. Anyways, AE is not for the easilly offended.

I feel like updating my journal but I have nothing to say. When something does come up, I guess I'll edit this journal entry to say something relevent.

So...How's everyone been?

As for me...

Sophomore year has been so much better for me, I love my college classes and my high school classes are ok too. Cept Ms.Langone and her crazy ovaries and toe. She's not a very good teacher. I'm not too fond of Goodman either, but he's being replaced so whatever.

To all my watchers who don't go to my school, I'm sure your thinking:

"What the bloody duce?! Your 15 and you can't be in college and high school at the same time."

Well, HAH, U FAIL. Cuz I am. I go to a special high school located on a community college campus, so I can take college classes whenever I'm not in a high school class. And high school is between 12-4:30. I take my college classes in the morning.

So, you've just learned a little bit about me.

I've also been having nightmares. Either Turtle strangles me to death or I'm put in remedial English where we learn that 1 + 1 = 2.

Grant scarred me for life.

Also:

ZOMG did u hear bout NAH-ROO-TOE's mama and dad?!

I buy sausage
Soy pudding's mine
Cho!
My bean boobs are seafood
Now here, counting I

Guess which anime my misheard lyrics are from.

Now lets get cherry pie. 8B

To me~

I'm now 15. 8D

Not really a special age though. Oh well.

I got my first flame.

Apparently my art induces vomitting.

Hoorah!

~

No seriously, I don't mind if someone doesn't like my art. Flaming them back would be petty. Still, I wish people would actually critique my art, instead of just flaming it. It would really help me as an artist, and then maybe my art wouldn't make you bulimic.