CrystalGlacier

That's right! I am no longer eighteen years of age, but instead a nineteen year old bag! Woohoo and shit! Let's celebrate with forest berry flavored icecream! For me that is! Virtual cookies for everyone else! :dance: :heart: :cookie: :cookie: :cookie: :cookie: :cookie: :cookie: :cookie: :heart:

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This is been a quite busy final year at high school, though it never quite lived up to all the hype. Until now. I'm so buried in schoolwork that I should have enough to keep me going until I'm twenty, if I want to have a life besides school that is (okay, I'm exaggerating, but you get the point). I'm sorry I have been so idle, it's quite time consuming to lie apathetically huddled up in a corner while eating forest berry flavoured ice cream and drinking artificially sweetened tea because of the amazing demoralizing power of a shitload of unwritten papers. Anyway, I have plenty of half-finished work; A drawing of a werewolf, one of a vampire