Well hey people, I'm back in the great old US of A. The plane rides once again were very tiring, but I did sleep for an hour or two in the beginning of the trip so that's one good thing...

I'll start off with the good things. This month I declare Jak and Daxter fanart month, because the fandom is finally alive again. Capslock Jak, a community on Livejournal, has been pretty active, and with the coming of a new Jak game, I thought why not? I'll be doing a lot of fanart because well... I love it. Besides, it's the perfect present for my birthday to myself. lol!

Oh and remember my little surprise I said two weeks ago? Well, the surprise is...

...Remember this comic? [link] I'm going to attempt to continue it. Except in less quality. (For my sake) I'll be drawing them all out on paper and then coloring them digitally. So every week starting next week, I'll be posting one page of the comic. (hopefully) I'm not all that great with plots and stuff, so ~jakeirako will try to help me out on that.

Alright, good stuff out of the way...bad stuff now.

The morning I woke up to leave my family in Romania, I felt. So. Bad. And not because I wanted to stay in Romania. Even though I loved it, there was so much to do there and not enough time. It's just that, I hate seeing my family being separated from the rest of my family in Romania. When I wasn't born yet, my dad left Romania and brought my sis, mom, and aunt here. The REST of my family, which I'll say now, is a big family, wanted to stay in Romania.

And every time we have to leave Romania, or every time my grandma has to leave from here in the US, I cry. So bad. Because I'm weak. So when the time came to say bye to my grandma, instead of being strong and saying to her "Please take care of yourself, and be strong" I just CRY and hug her so tight. And I just ended up making her cry too. I feel so STUPID that I couldn't say something like, "It's okay Mamamare, we'll come back soon, and maybe when you're feeling better you can come here to the U.S!" But no.

And before we left to the airport, we stopped by my grandpa's grave...And well, My aunt, my mom, and I went there and we hugged his grave and took some flowers from there. I couldn't be strong and I just fell to the ground and cried like a crazy person. And the next thing that hit me was that...What if my grandma dies soon too? How would I be able to take that? She is the most important person in my life. I would give up EVERYTHING to be with her and take care of her. How would I be able to handle her death, when it does happen?

I don't know. I'm sorry that I'm being almost as emo as Bella in New Moon, but I feel all weird being back home without ...her. Coming back home made me realize I have two month till I start the hell that is my junior year of high school and doing the same darn thing every day. Draw, look around online, eat, and sleep. There's nothing to do here...I'm always alone. I want to go back as soon as possible, possibly during my winter break or spring break. And then again in the Summer of 2010. Murrr...

I'm sorry, I rambled again like I did in my last journal. So yeah, I'm home now...I'll see you guys later.