HarlequinBeat

I've barely done anything in forever. This has been the summer from hell. It started so well, and then got gradually worse and worse until my worst nightmare took hold. Boyfriend doesn't do justice to what he meant to me, but we weren't engaged yet either. All I can say is he was everything to me. My love, my life, my Marine was killed in Iraq. Words can't explain what I feel. Sometimes I lock myself in my car and scream and cry. The raw emotion of that helps soothe me somewhat, but I've got a long and painful journey ahead of me still. I don't want sympathy or to hear any war-bashers. I'm proud of him, but I miss him more than I can bear

God, I'm lazy about this mess. I start college up in the fall, that'll be dandy. My job is going fairly decently and I actually manage to enjoy it at times. Dealing with customers can prove to be a rather painful experience every now and then though. I just got back from the country; spending time in east Texas with relatives. I bought myself a fun antique hat. A Houston photographer contacted me, interested in doing a photoshoot...so...we'll see how that goes. Let's see...what else...oh yes, Matt comes home from Iraq in about 44 days! :D Ciao

I seem to have fallen far off the drawing wagon. I haven't really drawn much in almost a year actually. Photography seems to be my new interest so...I suppose we'll just see how that goes. So...huzzah...