It's been a few years since I last used my LJ. I've gone through and deleted all the trash posts that had no substance, hid the ones that did, and then went and picked a new layout.
I kind of like the pink, but now my avatars clash. I should make myself some girly pink ones.
Because ridiculously girly things make me gleeful.
For those of you who read my journal in the past and might still be floating around, may I present to you 'the last few years in a nutshell'.
I joined World of Warcraft a little over three years ago and currently play on Twisting Nether, Horde-side (though I have a pre-ten on Alliance side at the moment). I absolutely adore blood elves and trolls. My opinion on the Alliance males is that their faces are so ugly I couldn't even paper bag it. Human female's boobs are saggy and their model feels chunky, but I love me some sweet squid-goat-from-space booty.
I'm working my way towards a transfer degree at the local community college, and I expect to finish it this year. However, with the economy having gone the direction it has, I'm considering looking into the full degrees and certifications they offer locally once I finish, rather than transferring to another school somewhere in the state.
I'm still unemployed, but now while circumstances are a contributing factor, it's mostly by choice. Lacking a job allows me more time to focus on my classes, and I'm proud to say that I'm averaging a 3.8 or higher. Sometimes B-grades have to happen, but I consider them personal failures.
For those who lost track, I'm 24 this year, and still working on improving my artwork. I've come a long way since the last time I posted artwork to this journal, and if I manage to keep pulling myself back to posting in my LJ, I hope to use it as an art dump of sorts. I have an 'art dump' currently, on the Twisting Nether Gazette, but that's for members-only, so an LJ would allow for more of a public view.
Overall, I think that I, as a person, have fundamentally changed for the better in the last few years. When I was cleaning this journal out and reading all of the things I couldn't remember ever in my life typing, it was a rather humbling experience. Back then, I thought that life was so bad, so horrible, but I know now that that wasn't the case.
I have a family who loves me, cares for me, and supports me in everything I do. I always have, and I always will. We don't always see eye-to-eye with each other, especially in issues like politics and homosexuality, but no matter how much we may argue and dissent with one another, I know that when it matters, they're on my side.
And that's the last few years in a nutshell.
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