School is just a total mess for me, I don't want to deal with it anymore. I haven't been able to draw anything good, and I've been dying to color something...anything. I need to practice, lots. I'm so very sore and tired, I like have no energy at all. Not to mention I think I'm not going to be able to have kids, at all when I'm older. My periods are never regular, and the last one I had lasted nearly three whole weeks. Last time I checked, that is NOT healthy. I wouldn't be surprised if I ended up with something totally ridiculous like ovarian cancer or something like that. With my luck, pft. Whatever is bound to go wrong. Does. Blehh, this isn't really a journal, more like a "I feel like crap, lets write about it." Ha, rather then getting onto my Soap Box, I'll just get onto my Bitch Box. Lend me your ears! Really, don't. I just like to complain, it's what I'm good at I suppose. Shall I list my talents?

-Drawing
-Rping
-Writing
-Singing
-Talking
-Bitching/Complaining

Haha, not really. Anyways--Oh yes, I just went through all the diviations that I have gotten as of late. x_x Dear lord it was all the way up to 1,000 something, I just cut it down by 400 or so. So it's still a TON to go through. And then there's me...who barely does any good art work.