hi whatcha doin? nothing just crying at the 14-year-old art here
This is probably totally unnecessary since I'm sure no one is left here, but I thought I might as well officially wrap this blog up. If there were a way to hide all posts but this one from the public eye, I would, but I'll just trust everyone not to go looking for what I was like when I was fourteen. (right?? ok but srsly this blog is so embarrassing now I might just delete it)
I was just gonna go all "lol bye" but I might as well post an update on life
God's been really good to me. I'm happy, much more intelligent than I was two years ago, generally all of my friends are pretty happy too, and nearly every aspect of life is just great. I'm starting college this fall at PCC in Florida, where I'll be majoring in performing arts and minoring in... Spanish, I think. I really wanted to minor in psychology but they don't teach it there. uugghhh
maybe I'll just ditch the arts and become a defense lawyer
jk that's too much studying
Oh, I'm 17 now (18 in a few months.) Right now I'm a literal hikiNEET who sits in their room all day on the internet but maybe I'll learn social skills in college
since I'll be sharing a room with ~3 other girls
hhahahhahah cries why am I considering becoming an actress or an attorney in this state
Skip this section if you don't care, but yeah, now that I remember, the time I was writing this blog looked really concerning. (or annoying, however you want to look at it.) I was in my loneliest stage and was pretty messed up.
so in case you were worried about that... yeah, I grew up really alone (homeschooled, youngest in my entire family by several years, etc.) so when I got a friend, I'd get super clingy and dependant. And of course my social skills were terrible so I'd scare everyone away pretty fast. Which would make me more clingy and melodramatic anddd yeah
But I met my best friend at about the time I stopped writing this blog. Actually, she might be part of the reason I stopped writing here, since I can just vent everything to her and she doesn't mind lol
Her existence has really mellowed me out. I'd probably still be the same if it weren't for her. As long as I've talked to her at least once in the past few days, I'm pretty much good not talking to anybody. That's saying a lot considering how I used to be.
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hey, I finally started my webcomic after three years! You can read it here.
...as you can see, my art's improved
You can also follow my webcomic's tumblr for news and updates on it.
If you'd rather follow me, then the blog where I post original content is f/edora/moro/n, and the blog where I reblog stuff is a/-ba/gel-with-a-f/edora.
as you'll see, the voice I'm typing with is very fake as I try to hold the meme away for as long as this update lasts
Anyway, I guess that's enough for now. If you want to talk to me, send an ask or message to f/ed/oramo/ro/n. I'll be really happy to hear someone here still cares about me hah
if this is the only place you can contact me, then well, I remember to check this site every 150 days or so
I do have a deviantart (f/edora/moro/n) but I don't use it very much, in fact I deleted everything on there because I don't trust DA whoops
I also have a Twitter (@f/edor/amoro/n)
Flipnote and this blog were a really good introduction both to the arts and to the internet, so even though most of the FN survivors I see now are still furries, I'm glad I was part of this community. I made one permanent friend (whoops I pushed everyone else away, deanna's friendship skills strike again) and now that I think about it, FN Hatena indirectly started the chain of events that led me to meeting my best friend, lol
there goes dat girl!! o shet farewell