~KonaJeshika

Negative:I said no more depressing journals, but it's seriously hard to live up to that sometimes. Last night I had to take my mom to the hospital because her valley fever (we assume) was acting up. She was doubled over in pain, had swollen wrists and ankles, was starting to get this weird rash, and was just in overall agony. When we finally got to the E.R., we had to wait for an hour and a half, possibly two hours, to get into an E.R. room. after that, we had to wait another five hours to get her admitted and into an actual room. The only chair that I had to sit on was one of those shitty little rolling stools. e__e So, needless to say, it REALLY SUCKED.

Obviously, she missed Thanksgiving. Even worse, it was my brother's very first Thanksgiving, so she was pretty upset (not that he can eat any solid food yet, but still). So we had to make her a plate and bring it up to the hospital. To make matters worse, we have no clue how long she'll be there because the "specialist" still has not seen her. I'm getting a little fucking frustrated with the healthcare system in general around here.

Positive: But anyways, back to the happy. Today was Thanksgiving and I ate way too much food, as is custom on this day. It was really damn good. I hope that I can go steal some leftovers from my grandma's house tomorrow.

In the morning I'm planning on cleaning the house. We're supposed to start putting up our Christmas things the day after Thanksgiving, but since Mom isn't home, I'm not sure when we'll do it. But I figure I should get things ready to start, not to mention that Mom would die of joy if she came home and the house was clean. Plus, it's one step closer to having a house clean enough to sell (we've been house hunting lately...).

Indifferent: I'm trying to improve my art. Trying to draw some different things or whatever. I mean, since the dawn of freaking time all I've drawn is chicks standing there and it's boring and retarded and I'm tired of it. I guess I seem to be moving more towards animals, since the last few things I've drawn involved penguins and a coyote and a dog. I'd be pretty damn happy if I became an animal-artist-type-person. I'd be happy if I could get the title of "artist" at all, truthfully, so I'm just looking for some general improvements in content and style. So hopefully you can expect to see some different things from me soon.

On a completely unrelated note, I have suddenly been introduced to the drama involving Amuria and I am completely and totally entertained by it. I am planning to sit back, watch the show, and enjoy it heartily.

Yeah. I'm just tired of seeing that depressing journal up on my front page. It was from June when all of my "friends" were being assholes and whatever but I got over it like two days later. I pretty much should've updated this about 5 months ago, but.... I'm just not good at keeping up with journals. I guess I'll try and make more of an effort to.

Anyway--Things that have happened since June:

*My birthday! I turned 16. Whooha.
*My anniversary! Bronson and I had been going out for a year! (Now a year and a quarter xP)
*Hary Potter and the Order of the Phoenix came to theaters and was pretty great.
*Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was released and IT BLEW MY FREAKING MIND. I love it. I'm sad that it's the end, but man, it was damn good.
*School started. BLEH.
*I drew maybe three pictures. (Talk about an artistic block x_x)
*Went to homecoming. It was so nice and romantic and yeah.
*Went to three concerts: Rush, Linkin Park(!!!), and Snow Patrol (<3<3<3!!!)
*Had a baby!... Brother! He's the most adorable thing EVER and I love him like WHOA. He's so friggen cute that it makes me squeal.

Ummmm... A lot more than that happened, but it's late and I just made this as a quick intro to my not-so-depressed string of journals that will (hopefully) start coming soon.

So.... I LOVE YOU ALL. (All two and a half of you that read my journals ^-^)

Yeah. Recently, I've just been really, REALLY pissed. I'm feeling more and more depressed and insignificant and GOD.

....

Maybe later.

So, I'm actually working on something again. It kinda sucks though, seeing as how the only reason I'm working on it is because we had to put my older dog down. ;-; Chewy was my baby, about 11 years old, and in a lot of pain, so we just pretty much had to... We did it last Saturday and it's still really hard not to cry thinking about it.

But it's okay, because I'll see him again... ;u;

Anyway, I'm doing a painting of him now and I'd hafta say it's goin' alright. It's kinda like my tribute to him, I guess. ^u^ So... Pictures, soon.

AND. I'm so happy. My Bronson's out of the hospital and we're able to be together and YEY. ouo

So. Things are going alright.

... ^u^

Neh. I'm hoping this week will call an end to the pure shittiness of life.

I. Am ready. To be happy. At least, for longer than the two hours I get to spend with my boyfriend in the hospital.

It's not fair.

He should be better by now.

'Cause... I wanna be able to cuddle and wrestle and kiss and stuff but I can't when he's hooked up to an IV. Well... I could kiss him... But then there's a big chance that I could catch what he's got... And I don't really want that.

But I do want him. I want him with me. Now. And... All the time. ;-; I haven't had him at school with me pretty much since school started, for Pete's sake. You don't know how bad that sucks. My friends don't really seem to like me, so for the most part, I'm all alone. Thank goodness for Kassi, she's kept me sane the past week.

Plus, add in insane amounts of homework, failed tests, bitchy "friends," pregnant mother, artistic block, pounding headaches, muscle aches, and whatever fucking else you can think of, and that's pretty much my life.

Fuck.

I can't wait to be back at the hospital with Bronson tomorrow. ;-;