I've come quite a long way since June 2006 when my first journal was entered on my new account. I look back and read the entries and try to remember what was going on in my life at those times. Well, it was more of I tried to remember the drama filled times in my life and looked to see if I had a corresponding journal entry. Sometimes I did, but I never really went into any detail, and looking back in retrospect, I'm glad I didn't really go into detail. Knowing now that this is the internet and it's best to keep as much personal and embarrassing information as far away from /b/tards as possible.

On that note, I'm beginning to think that I am a cyber-bully. Not that I antagonize people myself but that I condone it for the sake of humor. If these people (and some of them do) have it coming to them, it's inevitable that they're going to get made fun of so why not laugh at it? And I've been tempted to start fights with people for the hell of it, too. Because I'll derive pleasure knowing these people are getting pissed off because I'm bashing something they love, though it only works if that person gets pissed off. *cough cough Twilight cough* so I'm a little twisted?

Speaking of books, I'm into Thomas Harris' Hannibal and the graphic novel V for Vendetta. With both, I feel the books are way better than their corresponding movies, but isn't that always the case? In V for Vendetta there was a scene that wasn't even put in the movie that Beau and I both felt should've been in there. Plus, the book explains why V as all gruesome looking, which I didn't get from the movie. I couldn't understand how he had become deformed. I mean, I understood he was burnt from the explosion, but I didn't get the explosion was from him. In Hannibal, I won't spoil the ending for you; it's ten times better in the book than it is in the movie, not that the movie ending was bad or anything.

As for my art, sometimes I feel so inclined to draw horses or put some colours down on paper. Never really feeling the desire to really draw anything, since I have to do it daily for school. I've been trying to get something, anything down at least once a day, but it's really a struggle for me to even pick up a pencil.

And about school- I couldn't schedule all my classes that I wanted/needed because I waited too long, so now I'm screwed. I just have to keep checking back to see if anyone dropped any classes so I can pick up the spot. I'm taking Weather, but not the lab that goes with it because the lab was full. After I take both of those though, I'll be taking the Severe Weather course so I can learn about tornadoes and maybe be a storm chaser some day (yeah right, lmao) I'm staring to wonder though if school is really what I want.

Christmas is depressing, but I guess that's how it is once you get older. part of it is about the presents, and I know it's not about the presents, but things just seemed more exciting when you though you were getting them from a magical fat man. And I never knew I was supposed to give my parents a list still. I figured my mom would tell me something like "you're a little too old to be giving me demands for things" or something like that. But then they complain each year that I didn't give them a list. They never follow it anyway! And normally, we each have a present we take to my uncles house for "Santa" to give us when he visits, but this year, they were only doing it for the little kids and I was disappointed because I was going to ask Santa for the island of Japan and a lightsaber... Maybe someday the magic of christmas will return...

Maybe someday the magic of living will return...