Here is a friendly update on how I am doing. I had a pretty bad fiasco with my computer where my disk drive crushed a game of mine. It was quite weird and it pissed me off, but after cleaning it of the shattered pieces, I was able to get my disk drive up and running. I plan on buying a new one, but I'll need to raise at least 80 dollars to get that.

I bought a new keyboard that came with a pretty good ass mouse. I plan to buy a new better monitor for my computer that is somewhat smaller so that I can handle it on my tiny desk that I use for my computer ware. So when it comes to my computer that is my prized possession, I have new and great speakers along with a new mouse and wonderful keyboard, with only a monitor, disk drive, and game controller left to buy. Wish me luck on that.

How I am doing personally, well that is a different story. It is not as simple as buying things from the store. You can buy self esteem (not to say that I have none at this moment) and you cannot make yourself un-lonely (to say that I am lonely, yes) and such. Now that school is over, I have no bs to deal with from local dickheads from the school of bitchassness. Don't get me wrong, I love my school, but the people are pricks.

I am free from all social restraints and I am just moving forward, kicking it at my grandma's house and driving around town. I may not be the best driver, but driving is fun under certain circumstances and certain situations.

In regards to my interests! Anyone who wants their ass creamed in chess, come by me for the best match of your life. Your choice in website or so we play.

I am now doing critiques and I am interested in any work one would want to send me to have my personal or professional opinion (I am not professional) I will do it. If you need proof reading done or idea reconstruction help, I am your man. Hit me up when its about chess, literature, film, and maybe even art. (I known nothing about art, but I can give an average citizen's opinion! I also want to learn more).

Disclaimer:
When in an emotional state, the urge to rid oneself of said emotions can cause havoc such as this journal: Crane A'Doll Twin

Journal:

I as a young male do not know what to do with myself any longer. The friends that I have are sucky as hell. What does a fella like me do? Well I can tell you that I write and read and learn and study and I play chess. I wrap myself into a world that once existed or in a world of my own in my books and stories where the things I want to happen happen or the things that have happened and no longer directly affect me has happened and I can just read about it.

Reading people's stories on dA is like those things, except when it is one dear to you. That one dear to you can affect you inadvertently by their words or so even when the situation could have less than nothing to do with you. What a way that I have of connecting with people when those same people attempt to move away as far as possible from me, but still taunt me with their presence as if I was a cat waiting for the treat my master is wiggling in front of me.

I no longer know how to feel about life. So many people have come and gone by, I have two old relationships that I cannot let go of and I just am flat out done. No matter all of the people who say they are here for me, it is me who has to come to them. They don't talk to me well enough to know how I am doing at all! You can only be there for a person if you are there checking up on them whether it be constant or seldom and/or so. I lost my friends some time ago.

I can't take it any longer. The woman I love doesn't love me back. The lady I try my best to help hurts me and herself when I need her help. No one is reliable. I feel no reason for any more connections with people. I feel no need for connection with the world. That is it, this is my last call.

Goodbye deviantART
Goodbye life

Miraculously, I was able to semi-fix my old computer. It gave its last breath in 2006/2007 and ever since then, it has been sitting waiting to get fixed. I decided to go inside of the computer and try to fix it and so I cleaned it and updated it and brushed it off and now it works.

It freezes when faced with things that run javascript or java, but it can just go on things like deviantART, so hello all who ever missed me.

The Bard is back, the old dog is limping in, and Andon-Mie is back to Zanadu!

Could Andon-Mie be back on dA?!?

Answer: No. -_-

However, I decided to write a journal so that everyone who used to know me would know I still exist and miss them.

You all want to know how my writing has been going, well it has stopped. I stopped briefly to beast this English class of mine, but it will resume shortly over the summer.

I am pretty sad to find one of my friends on dA isn't quite a friend much anymore. I try to talk to her, but she always yells at me briefly about how busy she is instaneously and then hangs up on me. Hurtful. But whatever.

My good guy Snake-Plisken has been beasting my shit for me while I've been gone.

Too cold, I do it all by myself, don't need nobody else. WRONG

Good Snake, I will slowly let your venom run rampant through these leeches we call people. Virulent! I AM