For being a bit of a stuck up writer that isn't up for sharing, I've been loving the two groups I've worked in on and off the past three months. Gets me writing more.

My promises for new work come off as empty at this point, but I now have access to a scanner! If not, well I can stare at it longingly. So that would mean scanning some photography done this past year.

Freedom is ever so close. College is only a few gasps and laughs away, if I make it to the orientation. The lack of communication and competence for the past month tends to heat my temper with the slightest thoughts of how much of a bitch it's been to have something that should be simple made complicated. Good f*cking god. I can't wait to be more responsible for myself, and be at the age where I don't rely on my parents. Will I miss relying on them? Yes. Those little things they did that weren't noticed will be missed. But I'll live. I'd rather own up to myself then have to keep quiet at home so as to not feed the tension and stress.

I really needed to type that.

Well I was just told to go sleep if I'm tired. I guess I'm tired. And I can't remember what I wanted to say. I guess HI DEVIANTART PERSON WHO IS READING THIS.