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So, at around 11PM I woke up because I have a bug bite on my hand that was seriously irritating me. So I raced upstairs, quickly applied the aloe, then starting feeling a little paranoid because the storm raging outside of our house was loud, terrifying, and potentially dangerous. As it turns out, my fears were not completely unfounded. It started as a sort of violent patter on the plastic shield covering the metal cage outside my basement window. Then I started hearing a sort of dribbling. I wasn't too worried, though, as that had happened before. Then I heard a more distinct dripping and was curious, so I got out of bed to investigate. It

School has been really kicking my ass lately, especially with my Psych AP exam coming up (and maybe I've also been super lazy and haven't been working on my Photo 1 assignments...). I really did mean to start posting more stuff, but I have been so busy lately that I haven't quite had the time. And, to be honest, I've also been busy playing Assassin's Creed, which I just got into recently. If you can't tell, it's quite addicting (and if you haven't played it, you will die with less satisfaction). Now, being serious, I promise to start posting more stuff --not soon, but after I graduate. I have a D (totally my fault) in Photo, and I'm trying m

So, I know it's hard to tell, but for the last week my laptop's been out with a virus of epic proportions that nearly made me wipe the hardrive. I had a totally kickin' analogy, but I'm not saying it because 1) it makes me seem melodramatic (which I'm totally not denying) and 2) it's harsh and totally uncalled for because I LOVE MY CAT. But, if one good thing came from the week my laptop --and so my internet/photoshop/EVERYTHING I HOLD DEAR as well--  it's the fact that I actually sat down and drew stuff, so hopefully by next weekend I'll have some new stuff up. And apparently during the week I was dying on the inside, dA decided to change