Oh. Man. Like... wow.

This is crazy.

But HEY, I'm still alive, yo! Chillin' up at the U of I-da-ho! Look me up if you're in the area!
And OMG COLLEGE ROCKS!! It's ridiculously intense. Major hard work ((...but that's what I get for majoring in music, I suppose)), and not a lot of free time, but it's SO WORTH IT.

So. My anti-drug? The elation that comes with knowing someone might care enough.

And I'm making absolutely no sense at all, and I apologize. I'm not in my right mind at the moment. Uhm... Yeah. Apologies. But I think I'm in a relationship, and I KNOW I'm going insane. Because it'd be my first. Ever. And I'm almost too excited for it. Because I adore the guy... So much. :3

Look away for a moment, please.

....

-runs and jumps and screams and yells and WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

....

*ahem*
All better now. -giggles-

Hmm... This college thing is confusing. So many thoughts. Not enough time to deal with them all. Why is this so difficult? Why does this have to happen now? Can't I have some time to adjust, and get my priorities straight?

Meh, whatever.

SO, how's life on this side of the fence, guys? Anything amazing happen to anyone?


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Haha, okay. So this whole school thing?
Totally out the window.
GOODBYE, HIGH SCHOOL!!
And hello, college!

That's ri-iiiiiight! Your beloved Mika has graduated, and is living it up on a college campus somewhere in Idaho. WHOO! So... I'm back, just in case there were any misconceptions. Yay, me!

I really don't have any new art, and I haven't written on FireFlight for AGES... I'll have to fix that. But dear GAWD, being a music major is kickass!

HAI, GUISE!

School. That's where I've been.
And suffering with dial-up internet that won't let me get on dA.
School computers are better, until the administrators BLOCK THE SITE...

Which will prolly happen again, now that i'm back on at school...

But, hey. As long as I'm here, I'll make lemonade, yes? Yes. Sounds good.

I'm probably disqualified from any contests I entered, missing the deadline for entry and all that stuff. Damn. I fail at life. And drawing. And art in general. But HEY! I got a camera for Christmas. I will overload you all with horrid self-pictures. Bahaahaaaa!

*cough*

...I MISSED YOU GUYS!! SO MU-HUCH!
*tackleglomps*

Yeah.. I have no idea where that title came from. It's been one of those days.

But, anyway.

I've recently noticed that there are less and less literature deviations being submitted, and that they aren't getting as much air time as the visual arts. Now, I realize that most of us are attracted by the pretty pictures and the bright colors and whatnot, but I can't help but wonder...


Does anyone read anymore?

Are authors such as myself... a dying breed? It's just a thought, but... It scares me to think that in a few years, writing will all but die out completely in our society.

Or maybe it's a cycle. Yeah. A cycle of interest in the arts, then a loss of interest, and so on and so forth.

....Yeah. That's what it is.

I hope.