The-Raven-Soul

So, it's been nearly two whole years since I've actually uploaded anything on this site, but I'm back!
Senior year of high school and freshman year of college really ate up my time, so that's why I've been gone.

In other news, I lost the pen to my drawing tablet, so I can't really do any digital art for you guys, but I WILL be able to post photos of the art I've accumulated in the time I've been gone. I did start an actual book, in case you guys thought I've given up on writing, and I PROMISE you that my writing has improved massively since the last time you've borne witness to it. I've looked at the stuff I've posted on here, and I can safely say that my content will improve in the coming months. These latest three posts I've uploaded should bear testament to this.

If you'd like to continue to be my watcher, I appreciate your tenacity and faith in me. If you feel like you don't want to waste your time on someone who up and fucks off to who knows where for over a year, that's fair too.

I wish you all lots of love and luck!

    Beauty is something we all have witnessed, admired and acquired, whether on the outside or on the inside. I'd like for all of you to take a stand in the name of beauty today.
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    This brilliant photographer has lost the tool of his trade; his camera is no longer functional, and he has set up a fundraiser to acquire a new, cheap one. He explains his circumstances at the forefront of his journal entry.

    Please, if you are reading this and you have the means to help this man, I implore that you do so, even if it seems to be a laughable amount. He only needs a bit more to reach his goal and I'm sure that if everyone could chip in even with just a small amount, we could accomplish a good deed and allow a fellow artist go out and make a living producing beauty for the world to admire.


Please take a stand for Beauty.

Well, school starts on the 30th of July over where I live now. However, my mum has decided to send me off to a Jewish camp in New Jersey for four weeks. I'll be missing my first two weeks of school whether they allow it or not because mum has already bought the plane tickets, and she is not about to miss out on the thousand dollar grant they automatically give out to first-timers. There is simply no stopping my mum. Her word is law.

So I'm taking flight tomorrow. Alone. That's gonna be fun.

"Best" part is that this camp does not allow any electronics. No cellphones, no laptops, no mp3's. Therefore, no calls, no e-mailing my teachers for homework assignments, and no music. I'm about ready to punch the founder. I can deal with no calls and no music, but I, for one, would rather not come into school two weeks late and then simultaneously fail all my classes because they'll give me two days to complete two weeks of assignments. Seriously, eff that policy.

We were told she had two more years at least.

I came home from school, happy as can be, having finished my finals and finished the school year, and I found my mum crying over skype to my dad. Apparently, my aunt had called earlier to say that they received our money for grandma's chemotherapy, but that they didn't need it anymore.

Mum is devastated. I'm trying to be as calm and collected as possible about this, but it's really hard. She's broken up about it in a way I've never seen her before. I haven't been home all day. It's like some dark aura has overtaken the house and I just want to get as far from it as I can... but I have to be there for mum.
She's leaving for Russia tomorrow for the funeral. I have to stay here with my little brother. Dad's in Greece at a conference, so we'll be at our neighbors' home instead. My little bro is probably going to spend his time with friends, but I only have one friend that lives anywhere near me.

I don't want to stay at home alone on my birthday. I feel like maybe if it was my seventeenth birthday, I wouldn't be quite this crushed about spending my birthday alone, but it's an important date that comes once in a lifetime - the "sweet sixteen." Nothing sweet about this upcoming sixteen. I can't even have a proper celebration, not even a family only celebration, because my family isn't going to be there. I mean, my bro will, but he doesn't grasp the importance of it. To him, it's just another day.

I didn't even get to see her again. My birthday is in two days. She didn't make it. She told me she wanted to see me all grown up and now she won't. She wouldn't have wanted me to cry, but the tears just don't listen. Stupid tears. Get back in those tear glands.

I've been at a friend's for over four hours and then I walked circles through my neighborhood for two more talking with another friend. It's dumb how I'll almost forget about it, but then it comes back to me the moment I stop talking or doing something.

I'm going to go make dinner. Mum isn't in any state to be doing anything, let alone handling cookware. Have a great summer guys! Hope your experiences will be better than mine have been so far!

I'm sorry for being so inactive. I probably will be for a while.
This kind of shit isn't supposed to happen to me. This is the type of bullshit that happens to other people and not me. I just- I don't think I've fully registered-

My aunt called today. Told us what grandma asked her not to.

Grandma has cancer.
It's already so far along the doctors can't tell where it started.


This is fucking bullshit. Grandma insisting that nobody cry about it. Mom telling me to make sure she doesn't know we know.

I might lose the one grandmother I've ever known. I can't even- remember the last time I've seen her in person...
We were planning on visiting her this summer too, but mum's passport needs to be renewed, and the rest of the year we have school.

I'm sorry. I just... I don't know anymore. I don't have any reason to be expecting good news anytime soon, so I guess my best course of action would be to invest in a box of tissues and focus on schoolwork right now.





I really hope you guys have been having a better time than me. Love y'all. Best wishes to all of you.