I just don't know what is wrong with me or what to do with myself right now. Life has sucked for about the past two weeks.

We don't have a cause of death for my sister yet, but they think it was pneumonia. I'm just glad that they ruled out anything that would make me want to hunt someone down and beat them to a pulp for either being a heartless jerk (to put it very lightly) or a clumsy idiot who should have never graduated from medical school. The funeral won't be for a few weeks because of the mandatory geology field trip being at a really inconvenient time and the fact that if I don't go, for whatever reason, I won't get credit for the class. I'm not an absolute wreck or anything as long as I don't talk to my dad...then I start bawling. And I'm going between stress eating junk food and having no appetite and having to be forced by my roomie to eat regular meals (the new awesome one, that is, not the old one from hell). I'm glad Lisa invited me to come home with her for Easter since Liz (my roomie) is leaving and she didn't think it was a good idea for me to be left to my own devices for three days (and she's probably right). I think I'm going to be kind of floating around for a while, but once I see my dad, I'm going to fall apart. We knew we were going to lose her early, but we were suppsoed to have more warning. I was supposed to be able to say goodbye, you know? I haven't seen Cole since intermediate school before she moved to California, and we were just getting to the point where the age difference didn't mean so much anymore. I wanted to go see her this summer but that can't happen anymore. I won't even get to see her body since they've decided to have her cremated in California. It just hurts, you know? There's so much we didn't get to do that we were supposed to. But at the very least, I'm glad she isn't in pain anymore.

And in other more trivial news, I'm probably going to be shoved in a room with random people next year because my room draw number was so low. I mean, there are 60-something people under me, but I know the person who had my number and she was waitlisted into a room with only enough room for a bed and desk. I know this is horrible, but I hope we have a small entering class next year because our class basically broke the housing system.

So for lack of motivation to do anything else, I've been sitting here staring at my French paper hoping words will come out and working on a new drawing. I hope to have it done and ready for inking at the end of the week, but it depends on how crazy I decide to go with the throne. ^^' The picture I'm using as a reference kind of glosses over the details and I didn't realize this until I drew the outlines of it. I may be adding more roses and vines than originally planned.

I also cannot pick cheerful anime to save my life (Kara no Kyoukai, Code Geass R2, and the last episodes of Kuroshitsuji do not a happy anime watching session make). Anybody got any suggestions of something (not Baccano! because I've seen it already) that is pure crack? I could use something else to distract myself.

Hope you guys are having a better time than me...more art will be coming soon, I promise! I haven't totally fallen off the face of the planet...