Blaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh. I'm writing again. It's slow-going. Note: have not written much in nearly a year. And me being who I am, things are slow and meticulous. Maybe I'll post the final; it's something I've always had in my head.

I really don't know if I'll ever post anything of substance on here. Things always end up so crazy when I have something I want to post. Maybe one day I'll draw, post, and explain Sarah, David, and Ravyn (the three people that make up me). I think if I had a tablet, I'd actually have scraps to post at least. Oh well. It's on my list of shit I want. Along with some new band shirts, video camera, more music from iTunes, markers, new lipring, etc....

Tomorrow is open house for my college and my room will be one of the tour rooms. Oh joy. ekjhfksdghsdkjgh I don't want to go to class but I really must. I don't have anything better to do and I'm not looking forward to being the single one out of all of my friends (basically.)

I really don't know why I'm writing up a journal. I have really nothing to say.