Hi, I no longer use this account. My new account is

Now that I'm through the depression pit that is September-December, I'm starting to feel like 2019 is going to be something interesting.

On the bright side, I've been making friends at work and stuff. I feel like I'm finally settling in with life. It's nice.

I'm going to try doing that thing where I try to force myself to draw, but doing it weekly is just too hard with my work schedule. We'll see how it goes.

Ok so like

gosh

how do I get back into dating lmao

why do I feel like a dumb teen again

Yeah, so uh, it's my birthday. I feel bad.

idk wish me happy birthday or something because I know that my family forgot.

I'll try to upload a dumb self portrait or something later.

Hey everyone. Wow, can't believe it's been a month since my last update. I mean, I know I'm on and off here, but...

I wrote that when I broke things off with the person I was with for two years. It's weird that it's been a month.

I've been hearing a lot of stuff from back home too. My Father has some disease that's slowly killing him, my Uncle nearly died and is more or less just left with a ton of dead braincells and will never be able to sustain himself anymore, my Grandma is very sick and can't walk anymore. Hell, my cousin left her fiance because he attacked her.

I guess what I'm getting at is... It feels like the world is moving too fast while at the same time, not moving at all.
I'm doing fine at my new job. I don't hate it, at least.

It's Fall again. It's been eight years. I'm not looking for words of encouragement, I know I can push through. I've done a lot recently that has pushed my bravery to distances I never thought I could reach.

But is it wrong of me to say I miss home? I mean, I don't want to give up the life I have here. I don't know... I just wish things were simpler, like how they used to be. I'm still homesick, but more for the past than anything. I'm watching the world back there go on without me, my presence means nothing. It's... Harrowing.

Look, I don't expect any of you guys to comment here. I've more than killed any good graces I've had with a lot of you. This account is more or less just dead, not because of my inactivity, but because I don't care as much as I used to. You don't care as much as you used to.

I'm going to be 26 soon. I feel like in a few months, I'll try to get back into the dating scene, maybe work things out in my life first.

I need to sleep.

I'm just posting this to tell you guys that I'm not going to be in a good mental headspace. Not that I ever am.

I just ended a two year relationship.

I want to die. How am I going to face work in the morning?

Yeah, I know. I've been slacking a bit. I have a few doodles I'd like to put up here. Nothing special.

I've been working a lot and coming here makes me think of people that aren't in my life anymore.

I miss  lealong and especially  freelapse

I feel like I fucked things up with them.

Uh, anyway, life's been... Going. Turns out a lot of shit went down back home and my family is more in shambles than it used to be.
I feel like the one family member that went to the big city and everyone just kinda forgot she exists.

I've been struggling with suicide again. Typical for me, I know. My arm is still gone, too.

Anyway, I'll upload something shortly and do something else during the day. Something small

I'm just... Not entirely sure why I'm here.

I know I'm not active a lot. I know I've made promise after promise to come back. If anyone really wants to get in touch with me, the best way is through Discord or Telegram. I'll give that to anyone here that asks, as long as I know you're not going to abuse that.

That said, I drew something and uploaded it yesterday. I'm going to draw one thing a week at the very least. I won't have a set day. I work a lot and they're all really stupid shifts.

I want to improve my art. Maybe so I can feel confident in taking commissions someday, I don't know.

Anyway, yeah, I want to try.

Short journal is short. I should be in bed, I just wanted to get this out.

Ok. I'm just gonna let this all out because fuck it, it's been a while and I need to let it go.

It's been around 2 months, I think? I don't entirely know at this rate. I'm not going to put names out, I'm not that petty. That said, by the title of this journal alone, it should be obvious to some people who I'm talking about. I'm just going to call this person a fish. I'm going to tapdance around some of the things to be as sensitive as possible, despite one person saying she's over it. I think she follows me here and I'd rather not bring up dirty laundry, as much as can be helped, at least.

In 2016, I met some people online. I started talking to them, got really attached to them and even moved to Ottawa with their help. Long story short, they were a huge driving force in what was, arguably, the worst year of my life.


Two were dating, they often had small breakups and shit. It became a common thing. I still kept both of them in my life, even after the big breakup. I've already aired my grievances about how I felt during this. I didn't want anything to do with it, I just wanted to keep my friends. I've dealt with friends dating friends before, it's not a foreign concept to me when they break up.

Shit came up. It began to crumble the faith I had in one of them, bit by bit. Evidence piled up and it eventually reached an ultimatum. Prove that the other person isn't lying, or we're done. Fish couldn't do that. I got excuse after excuse piled on me. "I can't take a picture, I can't do anything to prove them wrong". I eventually gave them a period of time to figure something out, but when they came back, I was greeted by a "Still mad over stupid shit?" and I blew my lid. This wasn't stupid to me. This was a huge part of my stress. This was looking at someone I trusted so much to provide a selfie of myself for (which there are people that have known me for over half a decade and had never seen me, so it's sort of a big deal to me), someone I put so much trust into, and being told by them that how betrayed I felt was "stupid shit".

So they left. I tried holding on as long as I could. They continuesto shit-talk people, myself included. They came here to a picture I drew for them and commented here, leaving a comment that made it look like they''d kill herself (they haven't).They took so much shit out on me. I deleted everything to do with them here.

If they see this somehow, I don't care. I blocked them. Here, Twitter, everywhere I can. This is the final thing I have to say about this person. I've let all of this stew so I can talk about it without getting angry.

I want nothing to do with them.

Ok, so uh, a lot's been going on for the past while, but shit really hit the fan in the past couple weeks. I'm not going to go into extreme detail because it has to do with a former friend and I'm not going to drag their name through the mud as much as they honestly deserve it. I don't roll like that unless it's a name you can't search them up by.

I know the other friend affected by this isn't hurt by it anymore, she has a lot of reason not to be, honestly. Me on the other hand? I'm still taking the whole thing kinda hard. Not as bad as when it happened, but... I've lost a lot of friends in the past year. Three of which were people I'd consider my closest friends.

Despite being in a big group and having lots of people that say they like talking to me, I've been finding it... Hard not to feel removed. I've mentioned it in vent art that my DPD is getting worse. With each passing week I feel like I'm just losing myself to it more and more. I've begun to have some pretty bad thoughts creeping into my mind.

I'm glad I'm at least sorta putting art up here, even if it's just to vent my frustrations.

I guess what I'm trying to say is... I feel alone. Not just because I'm thousands of miles from home. Not just because I'm depressed. Not just because I'm losing friends like it's going out of fashion.

It's eating me, you know. Making me wonder if I'm even alive to begin with. And I feel so alone knowing that I can't seek treatment. Sometimes... I feel like this was the worse alternative to dying back then. To slowly lose everything that makes me feel, and to feel myself become like this.

I didn't want to be this. I didn't want a fate worse than death.

I just wonder how much else I'll lose.

Ok, to help pad shit out while I fail at drawing, I'm going to post this as a replacement because I've been thinking about my closed species. I want to flesh them out a little as a species. There will be a bit about Beep herself, but she's just a typical member of her species.

The two temperaments:
Auralars come in two flavours. This plays a major role in how they're seen in their universe.
Type A: Dwellers
Dwellers are the most common of the species. They lack the trademark scars that their cousins, the Tea Makers have. Dwellers get their category name, because, well, they like living solitary lives, away from other life. Dwellers only leave their homes to hunt and occasionally spook hikers and anyone unfortunate enough to get lost in the Glowing Woods. Dwellers are particularly mean-spirited towards Tea Makers, which are easily identifiable the longer they're alive and exposed. Dwellers see Tea Makers as less pure versions of the species, an abnormality. Dwellers always pride themselves in their perfect coats.

Type B: Tea Makers The more social of the two types, they still cling to the forest they call home, but they are not afraid to follow and very rarely, interact with other sentient beings in the forest. Tea Makers are very shy, only exposing themselves to more intelligent creatures (Humans and other anthro species) when they have either formed a strong enough parasocial relationship with the figure they have set their attention on, in an attempt to introduce themselves. Tea Makers are not proud of their scars for the same reason Dwellers despise them. Their scars, as is part of their biology, a sad truth to their species. Tea Makers can be seen as "setting themselves up" when it comes to their attachments and gaining new scars. More about their scars will be explained shortly.

Biology and Psychology All Auralars share the same biology, despite differing psychology. A trait commonly seen as their trademark feature is their glowing scars. The species as a whole loses fur during stressful situations, most commonly through depression caused by the death of someone they knew. Dwellers avoid contact with sentient life to avoid these scars, though it can still happen through genetic depression, or pure happenstance, such as accidentally becoming attached to regular visitors. Though these scars are far more common on Tea Makers, for obvious reasons. Underneath their white fur, all Auralars have glowing skin of varying colours. They are cat-like in nature and stature, but far more agile, much like squirrels, due to their tree dwelling lives.
It is important to note that all Auralars abandon their children after giving birth. It doesn't matter their psychological category, they are bound entirely by instinct to do so, thus never actually gain scars over this action.
Another distinct feature is their tails. Auralar tails are extremely long, but have exposed bone as a tip. Often used as a tool or makeshift weapon if need be. Their tails can come in many shapes and designs, often weapons that double as tools, such as hatchets. They treat their tails as another part of themselves. Not quite another personality, but a spiritual manifestation of their soul. They will treat their tails as their most prized possession. Cleaning and grooming it as one would treat a prized medal.
Their markings, however, completely differ from individual to individual, but they always share the black ears. Most get their individuality from their scars, if they are Tea Makers.

Life as an Auralar
As mentioned before, Auralars start their lives entirely alone, given a tree of their own to call home. They often name themselves after the first noise they hear, as their hearing is the first and strongest sense to develop. They reach sexual maturity at around the same time as human beings. Much like humans, they come in a variety of sexualities, but don't really know until their first breeding season. Since they are solitary most of their lives, they just pick whichever partner appeals to them the most without any interest in actually breeding. To an Auralar, if it happens, it happens. Tea Makers also tend to be monogamous, but it is also common that they can be polyamorous. Again, much like humans.
All Auralars are, surprisingly enough, Dwellers early on in life.
Tea Makers also spend their time differently than their solitary cousins. They get their name from their habit of, well, making tea. Out of anything. Not much is known about how they came across this talent, but it is a huge part of their culture.
Due to the rather reclusive nature of the species, they are often mistaken to be forest spirits, especially by the lost travelers they come across. Their scars often seen as bad omens, ironically enough.

Beep
While I described Beep as a typical member of her species, there are key differences. For starters, she is lacking a tail. This is not a birth defect, as what remains of her tail hints to this. Beep's tail was initially shaped like a scythe, but she lost hers out of an extreme biological reaction to the scarification caused by stress. As she describes it: "Half of me is missing". She will not disclose what caused her to lose her tail, as doing such can alone cause her fur to fall out in clumps.
Beep is also different in the fact that she left her forest to pursue life in the nearby city, which took far more getting used to than she thought it would. She's not overly fond of clothes and wears them begrudgingly. Shoes will always be a refused article of clothing.

Where they came from...Mentally
Here's where I divulge something you probably saw as obvious if you read pretty much any of this journal. Auralars, or rather, Beep specifically, is inspired by my own mental health at the time of creation. Draw your own conclusions where Dwellers and Tea Makers come from in regards to that. But Beep is design-wise, inspired by a lost doll concept. Her lost tail is... Obvious symbolism if you know me even the slightest. I created them as a species to help me cope with my own depression and de-personalization disorder. Again, obvious stuff.

I'd like to thank anyone that made it to the end. Please keep in mind that they are a closed species that if I ever allow anyone else to create one, I'll only allow close friends. That said, I hope you enjoyed me indulging my thoughts on my stupid species of reclusive assholes.

Thank you!

If you haven't noticed, I changed my fursona. This is more than likely temporary. I just feel that Beep captures my emotional headspace a lot better at the moment, and I value that a bit more right now. Secondly, I've changed my alias (I'm not making a new account or anything, nor am I opposed to being called "Snow", it's still a cute name and my partner still calls me by that exclusively), but I've been going by "Yui" to get rid of confusion between myself and my old fursona of the same name. It feels weird trying to differentiate myself from her in text.

I can't really promise to upload more, though. At this moment in time I work 6 days a week. I'll try. Even if it's just doodles. Sorry to anyone that wants really edited shit, I just don't have the time anymore. That said, I'll try using my old markers to at least colour.

Uh... What else can I say? I went to the Pride parade on Sunday with my friend from out of town. I met their friends and we all spent the day together. It was pretty rad.

Also bleh, I guess I should mention this because I need to get it off my chest. I left the old group. Like, the group of friends I had since 2012. I still stand by my belief that Skylar and Q are the only decent people left there. I won't get too into what happened, but I'll just chalk it up to the fact that we're all just different people from each other. Some of them just refuse to change from who they were in 2012 and I don't need that in my life. I've grown and changed, for better and for worse. I don't need that kind of toxicity, because frankly, yeah, a lot of them are horribly toxic people.

2017 has been one of the biggest years in my life for change so far. I'm just gonna keep that ball rolling.

"Hey, I'm back."
*Disappears*
"Hey, I'm back"
*disappears*

I'm sorry I'm on and off. I'm going through a really hard time and it's been really hard for me to get by. I'm currently almost through my first week of an 17-18 day long straight work period.

I have two jobs now. One is a door to door sales job, based on commission. You can guess how that's going.

The other is a part time at a pizza place. That's where I'm currently working the 17-18 days straight.

Ottawa is ok, I guess. I'm doing fine. I guess.

idk, if it's not obvious enough by the last few pics I've posted, and my silence, I'm just struggling all around. I don't miss home, but I'm homesick. If that makes any sense. I miss what life used to be. I keep thinking about my last night in Edmonton, driving around, seeing key places that played huge roles in my upbringing. Many of which no longer stand.

I'm going to be honest here. My depression is worse than it has been for a long time. I've been slipping back into self harm. A kind which I haven't done in years. I'm not happy. With where I am or who I am. Not that I hate Ottawa, I don't. I think it's great. I just...

I don't know. I know my disappearances hurt friendships with people. A lot of you probably think I'm a pretty shitty person. I know I do.w

I don't know how to ask people for help. I don't know how to deal with my problems other than pushing away those I care about. I wish I could say it's some noble reason, like not wanting you guys to get hurt.

But it's because I don't want to get hurt.

I cry whenever anyone says "I'll never leave" because I can't trust those words. I've had them told to me time after time by the people I've held the closest to my heart, only to have those people break that promise. If anything, "I'll never leave" means the opposite to me. "I'll leave, and it will hurt you."

So what am I trying to say?

If you hadn't already guessed: I don't know.

Good fucking GOD, there's finally internet in this house.

It's been a while. There was over 4000 pictures I had to go through while checking this site. 4 new followers too. Hi, sorry y'all had to catch me while I was moving across Canada.

I've mostly been looking for jobs and only had some wifi at the local library, but I can't exactly check furry sites like that. I had a interview on Thursday and one this Tuesday, so wish me luck.

Anyway, my trip across the country was interesting. I saw a few interesting places. The one place I remember the most was my stop in Saskatoon. There was no life outside, just a man and his tiny dog. Saskatoon is a city. Not one of the many small towns I passed through. Oh, so many small towns.

Ottawa is very nice, from the little I've seen. I live in the suburbs, so I haven't seen too much. I went to Parliament on Thursday and wow, it's so different than back home in Edmonton. I'll miss the little water park outside the Edmonton legislature, though. I haven't been too homesick, but I've had points. I know that to my friends it probably sounds exaggerated when I talk about how different it is here, but they've never been to Edmonton. Ottawa is drastically different. They treat neighborhoods and such like small towns from what I've seen. My suburbs are in a part called Nepean, it's really fucking strange to me.

Long story short, I feel like a total hick. But I've been enjoying it here. It's really nice when it doesn't smell like cow shit.

I'm going to try drawing in my spare time, but right now I'm really focusing on a job.

Anyway, I'm glad to be back. I've got a lot of interactions to make up for.

I've written this journal a few times, trying to find the words and honestly, I can't without getting too sappy. I'm going to make this as brief as humanly possible while explaining my situation.

I'm moving to Ontario. I'm not going to say which city, just like I never say which city I'm from in Alberta. Having stalkers in the past kinda kills any desire to mention even the city you live in. I assure you though, it's a much better place than this shithole.

So, what's happening?
I'm moving toward the end of March and I'll be in an apartment without any internet for roughly a month. I'll be taking a two day long train ride from Alberta to Ontario. Will I be offline for the entire month? I'm told there's a mall with free wifi and some coffee shops nearby, but seeing as I want to save as much money as humanly possible, I will most likely be away the entire time.

I'm telling you guys because while I'm not on FA that often, other than to look at art, some of you care about me.

Why am I moving?
Because, frankly, I have nothing left here. A couple of friends are helping me get out of Alberta. This is the best thing for me in the long run. It's always been a life long dream to move away, I have a severe case of Wanderlust. This is a chance to not only turn my life around, but finally do something I've known I needed to do my entire life.

I hope you guys are still here when I get back.

-Snow

I wanted to give a shout out to someone I think is really talented, but she doesn't have much of a following yet.

She's pretty chill, and if you can, give her profile a quick look. Thanks!

So it might come as a surprise, even though my profile says I'm mixed race, but I'm partially Chinese. Like, a large chunk (Hell, my last name is the older spelling of a common Chinese surname). My ancestors were from a small village that still exists and primarily speaks Cantonese, though I can't actually speak any.

It's always been the part of my heritage that I've been the most connected to, even though the rest of my heritage is a mixture of various, mostly unknown (Lost documents and the fact that my grandmother was the child of two people she never knew) Caucasian cultures.

2016 was the year of the Monkey, and if you know anything about the zodiac, it's obvious that it was my year. Well, not me personally, 2016 was kind of a shitshow for everyone, including myself.

Apparently saying "Happy New Years" in Cantonese is frowned upon, as it's both a reminder of a dark part in Chinese history, as well as being a "farmer's tongue", but seeing as this is literally the only thing I know how to say in Cantonese and really, any form of Chinese, I hope nobody takes offense to it: 恭禧發財

So I woke up in one of my patented Cold Sweats™ that I've been living with every night for over a month and checked FA because I've lost control of my life.

Evidently I'm at 68 watchers. You know what that means? I need a dank maymay ready for when I reach 69.

Gimme stupid cat pictures so I can hastily recreate one of them as a shitty "lol 69 is a funny number because sex joke" celebration. The dumber/meme-ier, the better.

Maybe one day I can be a popu-fur and make my parents proud of me!
Dɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: I'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ғᴜɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴘᴜ-ғᴜʀs, I ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ sʜɪᴛᴛʏ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴇxᴘᴇɴsᴇ.

You decide how I celebrate total inadequacy!

(Also back to bed, I'll get back to notes and comments when I actually get more than 3 hours of sleep >_>; )

I'm seriously watching over 700 artists. I should lower that to artists I absolutely adore and friends. On the flip side, here's your turn to help bolster that again and pimp people out.

Gee, I sure like waking up at ridiculous times at night >_>; Apologies if my thought process seems... Scatterbrained.

I've given myself a little time to consider things, and I think, for the most part, I'm going to keep the page and what I do here about the same. Though I'd like to draw more and post stuff here. I've taken into consideration what Freelapse recommended, and I'll be going that as well, but not a separate account here. I have a Weasyl account located here: https://www.weasyl.com/~snowbbi where I'll be posting commissioned pieces and the stuff I'm really proud of.

FA will not be a dumping ground and I will still post art I've commissioned. I'm just going to give my Weasyl account more of that focus.

In other news, I'm thinking about changing my icon. I've had this one for like, a year now and while I adore it, I need something that's more up to date with Snow's appearance. Basically, I'll probably make one myself or use a cropped version of something I commission. Unless someone can point me toward an affordable animated icon, but I'm not really sure about that just yet.

I'd also like to try posting art of my close friends, similar to the last Snow pic I did. I'm just trying to get back into the habit of drawing by mouse (from step one, not just going over images like I normally do. It's kinda easy to tell which pics were completely mouse drawn, and I'm more proud of those). I've also been meaning to try picking up SFM for shits and giggles.

I do want to put out there that for the next bit, I won't have a lot of time on my hands. I need to pick up and learn the Pokemon TCG and Magic the Gathering. Because reasons.

I'm tired af and I need to attempt this whole "sleeping" thing I've had problems achieving for a month now.

First of all, I'm going to shamelessly promote my Twitter where I'm a lot more active: https://twitter.com/Fluff_Summoner

Secondly, I want to use this site more, but I've been finding it hard to. Sure, I log in, favourite stuff and whatnot, but that's about the extent of my time on this site. I thought about joining groups, to try to find my niche here. But... How do I put this... I'm not good with people. Never have, never will be. I have a really difficult time trying to be around other people. It's not even really something I can change, I'm not going into the details but... Yeah, it's just not going to change, it's impossible.

I've put into serious consideration making this account just commissioned art/gift art, but then there's a lack of content. I have friends who've made their entire accounts based on that idea and have a lot of success. Their characters are well known and people are drawn to them.

I guess what I'm trying to say is: I don't know what I'm doing here. Because my life's been so batshit insane this past year I've lost track of people I saw as good friends, like  freelapse and  lealong . And my decision to leave Skype for Discord (You guys can add me there, I just won't put the info out for the world to see) didn't really help. Speaking of which, I'm going to be brutally honest with why I made that decision. It was because of my ex. I never had it in me to delete her. I'm a coward and I know that. I'd see her log in all the time and just treat me like I was never anything to her, so I packed my bags and left. I tend to run away from my problems, I guess. It's only recently that I've started getting over her.

I feel like I've hurt people here, so I've neglected FA for the same reason. I'm not smart.

What do I want this account to be? What do I want to be? Where is my niche? I don't know the answers to any of that. I'm going to ask what you guys want to see. I'm still without a job, so commissioned stuff isn't going to be regular and I've been feeling like drawing a lot less. I mean, let's be honest here. I spend a lot of time on my pictures and they never come out how I want them to, nor do they get attention. I don't have the drive to improve anymore for a lot of reasons.

Art of Snow is coming soon, I recently commissioned  combatraccoon and I hope to get it by Friday. I probably won't have time to get back to comments during the day, I'll most likely be out and about trying to get furniture going for my apartment.

Thanks for putting up with me, my insecurities and bullshit through 2016. I hope that 2017 will be a year where I can find my place here and be happy with it.

I'm in my new place now, currently here alone, but my landlord is looking for a new tenant to take the other room. I didn't sleep well (my first night), just kept tossing and turning. It'll take a bit to get used to being alone like this. On the 4th I go to pick up food from the foodbank, then I'll try getting my cellphone working again. Hopefully I can get my life in order again.

If anyone's got tips to adapting to life alone, I'd appreciate them ^^;

On the first of November, I'm moving to my own apartment. Money's going to be super tight, but I really don't want to ask for money. My donation page is still there if you can help with even a few dollars.

I'll have more time to myself at that point as well, thus, as soon as I can actually afford paper, I'll be taking cheap sketch commissions. I'm in a situation where I only have 77 dollars to feed myself ^^;

I will be unable to stream anything, as my TV is busted. It'll be weird living in my own place, since at the time of moving in, my landlord has not gotten anyone else interested in the same apartment as me. It's not the best place, so I don't see the need to take pictures. But I might post some to Twitter, I'll see.

I want to try drawing again and actually using this site. It's been hard, balancing my relationship, trying to get my life in order and having been living with other people where I have very little privacy.

Also, I'm considering quitting Skype, I mainly use Discord and F-list now. It's been super difficult going back there, a lot of painful memories. I'm sorry to anyone I've added.

Anyway, there's my update. I hope to see y'all again soon.

...And boy, is it starting out scary and confusing.

I've been looking at places to stay, and I might've found a place, but I have to drop off an application soon. Fun, fun, fun.

My birthday was pretty good, got a lovely message from You Know Who, which soured me initially, but my friends made it a lot better.

Also yesterday I finished a ref sheet for a friend of mine, which got the rust out of my system a bit. If I have the chance to pick up more paper, I'll try drawing more.

Not excited to be 24 though, my mother went gray at 25 and I've been noticing grey hairs already. Shoot me.

It's my birthday tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to that. Not looking forward to the big 24. Don't even have money to get plastered.

I'm trying to work on art, I'm still trying to figure my life out. I've had friends generously help me out with money recently, the only one that has an FA that I know of is:  marujawselyn (Check out her page, she's a really good friend of mine).

I don't have much money so I can't really plan things out, but I know this year will be better than the trainwreck birthdays I've been so infamous for having since my 16th (When everyone in my family completely forgot and I got a 2 week old zucchini cake to make up for it). I'm pretty much just going to get a pizza and watch a couple movies with my SO. I also would like to have some time with my friends, so I'll see what I can do.

Things aren't a whole lot better on the life front, still looking for a place.

Also, I do (hopefully) have some art planned, as I'm going to be doing a reference sheet for a friend of mine, it'll be her character designed from the bottom up, so it might take a few days (I won't be working on anything tomorrow, because y'know, birthday and all that jazz).

I'd also like to say a huge sorry to people I've ignored. I don't touch skype anymore and with all the stress in my life currently, it's pretty damn hard to talk to people. I feel like I've pissed a few people off, and I'm sorry.

Well, I'll see you guys soon.