Agoldenstrand

Wow, needless to say I love how I don't use this site for three years and all of a sudden want to use it every day. I saw the last journal entry, which isn't much to say since there is only two of them in the first place, and I couldn't believe what it was about. So long ago did that happen, where my dad's sickness ruled my life and I was merely only a Freshman in College. Needless to say my Father is doing fine and I appreciate all the comments and replies people had given during that time of my life. It's bitter sweet to see them, the random act of kindness from only strangers on a website is one of the most heartwarming things, and it's sa

So this is what it comes down too. Talking to my deviantART journal since there is no possible way to get what I really feel out. I don't want to play the sympathy card on my friends, I don't want to even talk about anymore with my family. Its all that has ever been going through my head for the past three weeks. Since the time I have found out I have been loss of breath, that its some kind of surreal nightmare that I can't wake up too. My dad has cancer. And he is having surgery tomorrow. How awful does that sound. And yet when I say that I feel guilty that I shouldn't even have a right to be so afraid and lost about this. Thousands of peo

I was taking a gander at my sight and noticed something quite big. It is completely outdated. My last journal entry for one is from August 2004... That was me going into my Junior year of high school. Here I am in my first year in college!! I have changed a bit since then, and so has my art. I realize I need to put more of my art up on here... A part of me is scared considering I never feel like I am quite good enough, especially on this sight. People are so creative, so down right talented. Where as I get into a rut like this and can't seem to produce anything. I had quite a bit of stuff in my first drawing class at college, but I forgot to