So I finall;y got that old-ass journal entry off my page.I think I did it last march....-_-
Anyways,updates.I am now fifteen as of January 19.Me and my sister(twins)had a crazy wild party,(Jk.Just a small sleepover)and I now have a job.At a bar.
Technically it's a brewery/grill,but we have a bar,and it's main export is beer from germany,so I call it a freaking bar.I don't serve alcohol,but I cook and clean and bus tables and do dishes.I know your not supposed to like your first job...But I love mine.I get payed good(compared to zero money I was getting form my parents before),I have fun,it's soothing to do dishes and cook,and they're all nice people here.The novelty should have worn out by now,but it's been five months,and I still love it.=^^=
Anyways,first payment today.(I was volunteering for this culinary program I'm in for the first four months,in case your wondering why the hell I haven't been payed before....I'm a minor.Oh wait,WAS a minor.Now I'm a minor that can be PAYED.)Anyway,$115.56.Is that good or not for two weeks of work?I unno.But it's the easiest money I ever made in my life,so I'm happy.
Gonna start posting my pictures finally,after I get my scanner hooked up and borrow my friends tablet.Laterz.(You know who you are Natalie.I WILL FIND YOU DAGNABBIT.)

So,I have never posted a single thing on Deviant art in my entire life.I'm a Freshman in Highschool,I'm an artist,and I absolutely love to read books.And comic books for that matter.
I like to think that I'm an alright artist for my age,but I don't want to become one of those people on Deviantart that I hate.You know who I'm talking about....Those annoying people who are all like,"Oh yeah,and this picture took me forever,and I love the shapes and the color,etc,etc....."And you tell them how good it looks just to humor them.I DONT want to be that person.I want people to tell me I'm bad if I am,not to sugar coat it......That's probably why I haven't posted anything yet.Cause I'm under the belief that I'm not that good,which may or may not be true.My own brain may betray me and tell me I'm a good artist when I'm not,when in actuality I'm becoming an annoying jerk that thinks I'm awesome all because I'm too scared to get a second opinion.
.......This is why I don't post journals that often.Or never.
Anyway,I found this packet on my moms desk that says,"Dignified Care of the Actively Dying Resident."She seems reluctant to inform me of the details.
But in case your wondering(Or if anyone is actually reading this rambling crap.)My mom works at a senior living facility.But it's still freaky.
The first chapter tells you,"Dying is a unique experience."And then lists all the ways that dying is a unique experience.
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I am now under the belief that my mom has the worst job in the world.Nuff said.