As you can see, I'm not really emotional about the whole attack. In fact, I don't really care to talk about it at all. I'd really like much better to talk about myself.
I'm drawing as much as I can for my new webcomic, Midgard. So far, I've designed three characters and introduced none, and I'm getting an adequate amount of hits for a starter's strip. I hope it's at least 1/10th as popular as RPG World... even though, surprisingly, that's a long shot. Also, now that I'm in full gear with my junior year of high school, my schedule's pretty much packed. I even have to manage my free time, mostly because of Midgard. Right now I really should be drawing some more.
I was given a full merit scholarship to Vector Theater Conservatory. I think that that's a big honor, since I was the only one to get one for the whole year, but that's probably because I'm the best new person, and there weren't a lot of those. But I got one nonetheless, exempting me from a registration fee of $1400. So that's what I'll be doing for extracurricular activities... boy, now that I think about it, I'm completely swamped!
And then I was just reminded that I have a babysitting job tomorrow, and then a birthday party, and then an SAT practice, and then aughblagughalgh...
Well, that's all I can write for now. Must go and do something else more productive. I think. Read my comic. Bye.