I won't be on for a while.... not that I am very active as it is. I am still drawing... but my scanner needs to be fixed.

My Grandpa is dieing. He has Cancer and he won't last three months. I have to say, I was never very close to him, but seeing my dad in emotional pain hurts me. This is my first death I have to cope with, and I don't know what to do. I have all these new feelings and emotions boiling up inside me. At the moment, all I can do to try and help the situation is to let my dad know I love him and that his family is always here to help him. We are going down to see my Grandpa this summer and spend some time with him. He is a kind guy, and I am proud to be his granddaughter.

I have always had dogs. I think that my family can't live without without dogs. But our first one was perfect, and therfore, ruined all of our other dogs. It is sorta hard to say, but we simply compare all of our dogs to the first one. I think it is so unfair that we keep getting dogs, then cast them away because they don't match up. Simply put, we are getting rid of our dogs and sending them to a no kill pound. They are both sweethearts and deserve a good home. I will miss both of them.

This next part may sound cheesy.... but a friend of mine is moving. Never before has someone my own age loved and dreamed of flying as much as I am. He and I would sit and talk about turbulant flights and cruse around Craig's List and find our dream plane. I took him to the airport and showed him where I worked. We poked around the planes and talked about them and hoped we could see a plane land on the runway as we stood on the snowbanks, inches from the tarmac. When i had my first landing in a Cessna 206, I had to call him. He just cared, and I will miss him so much. He is the only kid in this whole village who would talk to me and not make me feel like shit. I have no clue how he feels about me... but I like him and will dread this Wednesday, when I have to say good-bye.