So, it's been like what now? Almost a year? I'm probably off by two months, but anywho, how is everyone fairing nowadays?
Eh, I'm doin' all right. I could complain about the mental burden commuting to another state can have, but who seriously wants to read that? Surely, I wouldn't want to. Haha. Well, yeah. I've been a resident of Georgia since mid July, and I completely forgot to mention a hint of that to my watchers.
Can you really blame a guy? Hell, I know it's a fact I never update these damn journals till the last minute. Oh but I manage to at least. So, there's some effort among my endeavors to put it off.
I got a subscription over the past four weeks, and it ends tomorrow. A shame I didn't make a journal ahead of then, so I could post this with one of those skins. Heheheh. I know: "Steven! You could do that right now!" But it'll be too late by the time you read this.
Among other things; art's been pretty satisfying. I'm drawing at steady paces, and whenever I take a break away from drawing, I'm still brainstorming new concepts to make next time. There is some worry that I'm not experimenting as usual as I should, since I don't have art classes anyway. Yep. You never realize how much you missed something until it's finally gone. It feels like a kick in the nuts when it's true. I still haven't tried my luck with college, mostly because I left that opportunity behind when my family moved. Also, I never took the SATs back in high school as I shouldv'e, and the college I'm looking closest to the family house requires an average score from them. So... here comes another escapade, with my parents buying out for my education. They're nice enough to do it without question, but I still feel guilty for putting this atop the rest of worries and concerns that they have.
Seriously, moving to a new state is no easy task. We're in a rental right now, and our plans in building our actual home are proving more and more difficult as we climb toward finalizing a construction loan with our builder. Luckily, we've got very talented and kind individuals aiding us with the task, so I'm not at a total loss. It does wear thin on my mom though, and she'll stress out about it when the urge hits her. I'm glad I'm home all the time to help her through it. It's situations like that which proves I still have my usefulness, despite lacking all the qualities you think a soon-to-be twenty year old have.
Heh. Which brings me to a more happy mention. My birthday's in a week!
November 14th will celebrate the day I came into this world, from my mother's womb. I know it still means I'll need to wait another year to legally drink, but whatever.
So, if anyone's willing to draw or whatever a gift for me, I'll gleefully accept it with gracious thanks. Now, I'm not asking for them, but I figure I wouldn't be rude and not mention my birthday and have anyone saying "Why didn't you tell me?" Because that just makes me feel like the bad guy.
It's just great to know I'll be reaching the ranks of adulthood here soon. Since I started scupting myself into this envision of maturity, I always knew it wouldn't be easy to keep myself from acting immaturely, but I did my best to prove myself responsible and collective of my emotions. Funny, since I'm usually very in-touch with my emotions. But yeah. I'll be a birthday boy here soon.
I can't say there's anything else, besides my life being pretty tranquil and with small samples of conflicts on the side. Come on, no person's life is perfect.
I'm just more fortunate than some. Definitely, and with so many blights in the world other human beings have to survive through, I have no qualms to complain.