Well, it's been a while, hasn't it?

This journal will be quite long, so to get the biggest news out first so as to not waste time. This DA account is dead. I will no longer be submitting art here, although I'm sure to most of you this will come as no surprise, what will my dramatic lack of updates and submissions as of late. The this is, other than my lack of tending to this old page... (It was made when I was in the 5th grade.) I look at my gallery and wonder how it colors the opinions of others. If I want to be taken seriously, then to try and pull it off with my first ever user name, this terrible art, and being associated with some people who treat this site with... not so much respect. (Mainly the one who can't seem to differentiate between acceptable and flat out inappropriate.)
The idea of making another account has been on my mind for a very long time now, but I never really made a decision on it. Until now. Here is what is going to happen...:

1. I will not give any notice on when it is made. For all you know, it's already been done.

2.I will not be telling anyone what the new username to the account is. No more of this getting all my things favorited because the people who see it are good friends. No more horrid comments or general spam. I'm through with this kid crap. I'm better than that now.

3.This account MAY be abandoned. Forever.

No one comes to my page to admire art made by me. Not anymore, anyway. It's just become a place to contact me. To me, looking at my gallery and the old OLD OOLLDD art brings back memories of a brighter time in my strive to become a manga artist. I remember every last one of these drawings and where they were drawn, how much of a hassle it was to put them up, and how I so looked forward to encouragement. Back when I had to put it more than a half an hour, maybe hours, on one simple picture only for it to still look amateur in the end... The sheer effort made me feel like I could make it if I kept it up. Back when I would watch anime like Inuyaha, Yu Yu Hakesho, Dragon Ball, FLCL... And feel something inside me that was wonderful. I've seen so many animes, and my library of manga is so vast. I honestly loved them. The beauty that was put in every panel and frame, the euphoric and heart full imagination behind it all, like making a whole new existence in your head. It's... so hard to describe. I honestly don't think there are words for it. But that was long ago.

Now, I'm better than most. I think very highly of myself, and as prideful as that is, I believe it to be true. Even among the other highly talented artist in my school, I have certain things that they don't. My big one being my drive. I'm rocketing through life right now. Freshmen year feels like it happened just last week. I still remember my first moment in Japanese class... now, I'm in Japanese 3. I fall under less than 1% of the people in my massive school. The class is so small we we're combined with the year 4 students. We still take up only half a class room. The others like me in my school, who want to go on to do the same thing I do, have let other things get in their way. Stupid human things. Like love, and friendships that are indestructible, or plum laziness. It's made them fall behind... But my path is laid out in smooth cement. I'm going to Japan one day. You will see mangas made by yours truly. No objections.

My new page will be a no BS one, and because no one will know me, that means all the opinions and judgment will be by strangers. I will be uncorrupted, and fair. Not to mention, the art will actually look professional. I look at the last art submission I did and cringe at how bad I was not long ago. Like I've said, I've been making strides in my talent. To bad you won't be seeing the evidence.

At most, I'll submit everything you see in that pile at the home of my page. Then, it's over. This old page can finally be put to rest. Maybe I'll visit for nostalgic reasons, this is where I've been putting my art after all. But truly, it had to happen eventually. Thank you all who have been here, and supported me, even criticized me. You were there for me when my art was dreadful and still encouraged me. Thank you.

-boster987

The End.