Wow, so it's been around July when I last wrote up a journal.

It's been over half a year since mom passed. I still have some disbelief of her being gone. Of course, still get bouts of depression as well. But... it's become a normality in my life. Sad isn't that?
Yesterday night I had a simple yet lovely dream of her. It was just that her death and all the bullshit that's happened... THAT was a dream, and everything was fine and normal again... It was pleasant, I couldn't be happier.
But then I woke up.
I have never been so startled to wake up from a dream and to realize it wasn't real. But it happened then, and unfortunately set me in for a bad mood the rest of the day (didn't help either I had a nine hour work shift yesterday).

I had my 21st birthday back on the 9th of this month, which went alright for me. I had the day off on my birthday but didn't really quite enjoy it like I should have. My phone had died (fucking piece of crap) just a few days before then so I had no way of contacting anyone much or quickly. So for much of my birthday I kind of sat and IMed friends having anxiety over if people WERE going to celebrate my birthday or not or what was happening. I hardly got any clear messages and only until around 7 PM did my dad pick me up and we went over to my brother's. It was better when there, but I don't know how worth it was being so worried and anxious that I cried about it.
However the following Saturday was great. Went to this fabulous dinner theater place called Teatro Zinzanni with a good friend of mine since middle school, my dad and step mom. It was totally crazy, epic, fabulous and the food was good. I also treated myself to getting a sweet mask and mini top hat from their gift shop.

I've been slowly working on a number of projects. One being the rewrite of my novel 'For Always' (which needs a new title now) that I wrote back when I was 16 and for high school as a part of a NanoWrimo class. It's pretty different now then it was then, and for the better. It isn't so painfully cliche or obvious of what's going to happen, the characters aren't Sues, and it's taken on a darker tone which I rather like. Some struggles here and there, but that's the case with all novels.

I know a number of you know about this and are probably sick of me saying this but not seeing anything getting done. But for those who don't know, I would *like* to do a graphic novel/comic.
The main idea I have as of now is a sort of retelling of Alice in Wonderland (lo and behold how clever and creative I am.
The basic gist is of a teenager named Alix. More or less normal with an odd fashion sense and happily adopted (not sure if she knows she is or not yet) and has amnesia, being unable to remember life before 7-9 (again haven't decided) but she isn't all 'I must find out about my past' or so. She just wants to press on, go to college and become an editor for fantasy novelists.
But she stumbles down into Wonderland with a humanoid Cheshire Cat as her companion, as he and everyone else that Alix meets insists she is Alice, and with Cheshire wanting Alix to stay. The main focus is that of one having an identity crises and finding oneself. I have the characters down (in my head, still need to sketch them out. /shot) just the overall plot is the problem. Trying not to make it cliche. XD

Then for Thanksgiving. Today I'm just hanging out, since I've gotten to a point where I'm in my 'I hate humanity' mood. But on Saturday I will go to my brother's for Thanksgiving, they wanting to celebrate on my next day off. <: That should be good.

Been playing Skyrim, which is some epic shit, and now waiting for Skyward Sword to come in the mail.