And there we go, only cakewalk tests left before I finally get out of this abominable education thing. Well, there's more education on the other side of that, but what the hay - I'll be getting my first vacation in two years' time, so I'm gonna be all I can be.

Naturally, going from zero to twenty-four hours of spare time each day brings with it a few changes. Naturally, no one of my ol' pals (yah, right - I probably scared them all away even before I disappeared) is still watching this, but hopefully someone'll see this at some point in the future. If that doesn't happen, then... well, if worst comes to worst, I suppose I could survive. Knowing myself, I'll probably end up not uploading anything and just disappearing again. Seriously speaking, most most members of the so-called art community are either too serious or too groupie to be of any lasting worth.

Regardless, I was considering starting over and coming back, or maybe I just had to write something, since I'm the last replier in every role play I'm in. Oh, what a pain - I do hope our beautiful stories continue soon. Haven't had so much fun in years. Ahem! Either way, this journal entry serves no particular purpose, except maybe the purpose of letting me try out this very stylish Llama mood. I'm gonna go spit my roomie in the face now, then I'm gonna go shopping for some rye bread. Mmm, rye.

Oh, and honk if you like Warhammer!