Life doesn't ever work it the way you predict.
But isn't that the beauty of it?
Isn't that the very thing that inspires us all?

I'm optimistic.
At least, now I am. Now that I've heard excellent news.
No, I won't disclose the news, simply because I don't want the source of this news to even know I'm estatic...

-wow, I just had to randomly interject, but PLEASE listen to "Fine + 2 Points" by Minus the Bear when you're in a chill sort of mood!-

On to less vague things...
I haven't been on devart for a while. Since January, perhaps?
I'm not sure.
But I'm working on so many thing at once.
My photo concepts, a traditional art representation of a book my friend described to me with great ardor, etc, etc.

Well, since it's 3am, I'll leave you with this:
"dark eyes,
dark hair,
and looks that mean a song.
i think i loved you.
but i forget the place."

Au revoir.