Thanks for all the pageviews, Loves. 8K is very nice of you, considering all that's left are crappy stories from a few summers ago... As earlier posted, my stories will be added to my ff account, under the same names. If you have trouble, or are technologically inept, send me a shout, and I'll give you links. As for new postings, now that I'm back in art classes (Art 1, and 3D Art, as well as a photoshop class) you'll get to see all sorts of strange things. In 3D, I'm currently building a paper mache flying pig. It's pretty awesome... Anywho, I've got a new kind of style, and I'm compiling some more work before I post anything new. Also, if any of you would be willing to help, I'm trying to raise $4,000 to go to China with my history class over spring break. Donations are appreciated and will result in all sorts of artistic happiness for you... Hint....hint.........Okay, so look for some new stuff from me in a few weeks, but my stories are still up on ff. Haven't updated in a while, but they're there....*skips away*

Let me know which stories you would like to be continued on Deviant. Most of my stories have more chapters already posted on fanfiction.net (icarusfalling23, stories have the same names), but I'm not really interested in posting on DA anymore. I have a much better response on FF, and I like the setup there better. If you would like me to continue posting on DA, let me know soon.

Hello all! Since Deviant has been a poop, and not let me post journals for a while, you're way behind in the soap opera of my life. Anywho, Prom is off. When I called to tell my date that I had a family obligation the day of Prom, he gave me some very interesting news. While I felt awful for canceling, my date had a very interesting day. His car was searched, and they found stuff. Alcohol bottles, pot, a hunting knife, and various drug paraphernalia. Wow. I have fantastic taste in guys. Anywho, so I canceled when I realized that I'll be in New Orleans with my family, and he was pending expulsion. He was back in school this week, so I guess he's still going here. And, to make matters even better: he had enlisted way back at the beginning of the year. Wanna wonder how bad it would be if the National Guard found out about his lovely habits? So! Even MORE drama! The job I hate at the bakery I work at, I was fired in a semi-nice way. I was sick, so I had my mom check my hours for me (she works there also, and is the one that got me the job), and she went to look at the schedule. I wasn't listed for any hours, so she went and talked to Paula, our boss. Come to find out, Amanda doesn't ACTUALLY work there, she was only SEASONAL. Thanks for telling me that when you hired me...Bitch...Anywho, so as much as I liked working with the people there, I hated Paula with a passion, so I'm not actually that upset. So, off to apply to various craft stores!!! And, now I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep!

Hey, I decided to go to prom. Thanks for all of your comments on my previous journal. Anywho, I'm wearing my sister's dress, which makes me really happy that i don't have to go out and buy an expensive dress. that, and my date is short, so i don't have to bother with high heels. so! since my sister is nearly as freakishly tall as me, i won't have to have the dress tailored. if i need it longer, i can just get crafty and add a brightly colored satin to the bottom to extend it. ooohhh. and since the dress has only one shoulder, i could add a ribbon to the other side, so i could actually wear a bra. cuz you really needed to know the info about that...lol. anywho. whatever. i think it's gonna be fun. so! i'll keep you posted!

Okay, I'm kind of freaked out right now. I just got asked to prom over the phone, by a guy I barely know. He's nice, but I'm freaked out. He called my friend Alex to have her call me, to call him. Confused? Yeah, me too. He's been bugging me to call him for about a week, but I've had a couple of people tell me not to go out with him. I'm not sure yet if I want to go out with him, but I kind of let him down easily? He kind of just sprung it on me. He told me that he thought I was pretty when he first saw me, but wasn't sure how to tell me, and that he'd been working up the guts to ask me. So now, I'm even more confused. He's kind of like a puppy dog...I kind of want to go, but at the same time, he's a senior. I know a few seniors, but I'm not friends with that many. I don't want it to be awkward, but I think that I might want to go... Any help here?