Hello. I'm alive. Yes, I knew you all were beginning to doubt that. Everytime I checked my email, I ignored the thousands of read and unread messages, moving onto any homework related ones, and any other social ones. But tonight, when I should have been typing up my homework for short story class, I decided to read some of the reviews, and move all the new chapter and story alerts to a seperate folder.

And I remembered something, reading them.

Just how much fun I had writing them, and how much it meant to me to get the reviews, and how flattered I felt I was being read. Somewhere. Even if it's some silly website I waste all my time on, then so be it. I'm wasting two seconds of my life everytime I read an advertisement, as one girl reminded me the other night.

I'm going to write again.

I don't promise anything. I can only say I will try to publish things. Even if it's super short chapters one every semester, then at least it's something.

But I said I'd respond personnally to your reviews, so here you go:

(Oh, and just submitting means you recieve a cookie.) -gives cookie-

(And reading gives you a cookie.) -gives cookie-

- Delirium24: Great faces. xD And magnificent use of capitals. You got your wish, okay.

- devilsangle: Okay. It's cool that you get points for writing your fics at school. I would ask if that might work for my short story writing class, but all the teachers are into everything you write being your original characters and whatnot.

- PrincessofDiamonds: I hope you get your wish of finding out what happens. I'll try to write a lot.

- cheeseshirt: Hehe. You're an awesome person, I can tell. And where in the world did you get the idea I was a senior? I'm a freshie too. Everyone at my school just prepares for college really early, and they having the highest college admissions int he state or something are now making us prepare like crazy. And I'd never trashcan anyone. If anyone ever does that, that I'll give them a stern veggie peace pride talking to.

- IckyVicky: Wow. Thank you. ; I'll try to go fast, but it may go slowly.

- boob woman: No cookie for you. :P That's not very considerate, but I won't play your game and repeat what you said. -takes cookie away-

- Donya: You're a faithful reader. I do hope you don't actually have to wait until next summer for the next chapter.

- noname00: Okie. Thanks. Maybe we could comiserate together about our hectic schedules? xD

- SnufflesWillRise: xD Yes, school can be that way. I remember sleep too. But alas, It is no more. Actually, here is a good place for me to stop my reviews and finish my homework, since it is almost 11 PM here.

I'm sorry but I figured that you would probably rather have me post a story than review responses, so I will post this just how it is.

In other news, I'm getting a job over Winter Break!

Someone asked me to explain exactly why my life is so hectic, so heregoes.

I am a freshman at an art high school. My school has students from 92 different cities, and is a commuter school. It takes me 45 minutes to carpool to school, and sometimes two hours home. Although my academic days end at 2 PM, we have "Conservatory" classes that focus in our art for until five. Then I have to carpool home. When I don't get home until 7 PM at night when one parent drives the carpool, I'm gone at school and driving for almost 12 HOURS. Then I have to eat and do homework.

Someone suggested weekends, and I have just as much or MORE homework then. Sure I have more time, but still.

This isn't the only thing I write. Perhaps the reason why some of you love my writing so much, is because I am a Creative Writer. That is what I specialize in at my school. (You have to audition to get in, too.) So my conservatory classes give me writing homework too. Right now I'm putting off a Short Story, a novel to read, a full-length one-act play that I must revise (Luckily I already wrote it, even though I still have to edit it. 2ND DRAFT, BABY!), a poem, ONLY IN MY ARTS CLASSES. I still have academic homework, and I still am in Honors Literature and Composition, so that's more writing homework.

Once again, I AM ALIVE.

Off to go write up my Short Story. Ciao!