Seven years and 3 days ago I signed up here at Deviantart! A lot has happened since then. Periods of activity and inactivity, people coming and going.

Thank you all for being a part of the great time I've had here.

I hope to see you all for many years to come.
X.

Caution: coca cola can collections can cause considerable commotion.

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Not only is this my most viewed deviation, it's also the one that got most favoured. How did that happen? And why? This feels all wrong.

Though it has been over a year since i wrote it; This is a sequel to my previous journal entry. If you haven't read it, go do it here.

Hello.

Yes, i know. It has been awfully quiet on this page for a year and 3 months. Dead quiet infact. Don't worry though: I never stopped lurking around on here, so i do know what you've been up to. Keeping mum is one thing, but to not stay informed on the many events in all of your busy lives would be outrageously insensitive indeed.

Besides, reading your rants makes me happy. And i still am happy. Just as happy as i was on the 9th of January 2007. I never expected to love my job quite as much as i do. The people there are so fun to work with, and they trust me and respect me (which is a big deal).

It was ironic to read that i was so impatiently looking forward to getting my drivers license. Things didn't go as smooth as i expected. (<- understatement). In fact; I still don't have my license. It's my resolution for this year, and I'm not looking forward to it this time.

2006 was a good year, that much is true. But 2007 topped it. I moved to the city, quit the scouts and finally met someone who i want to spend the rest of my life with. When i sum it up like that it does sound like I'm taking the fast lane to the quiet life in suburbia, but it doesn't feel like that at all. So meh. *shrugs shoulders*

Loads of love.
R.

Forgive me Watcher; It's been 3 months since my last confession.

There are a few things i should tell you:

First of all: Good news: I found a job! Joy to the world. And i'll tell you even more; it's a job i realy wanted. It's a position at the IT department of a public center for social wellfare (OCMW) of a town not too far from here. I'm starting next week, so i don't know for sure yet, but i think i'm gonna love working there.
I'm quite proud of finding a job actualy. See; there are plenty of people who have a low opinion of me. My two brothers, for example. The fact that i was unemployed (for a couple of years) didn't quite play in my advantage. I don't expect them to think any higher of me, but now atleast i can tell myself that they are wrong to do so.
You know; I used to put things off by saying: "That's for some day when i work and earn money." Now that time is rapidly drawing nearer. It's quite scary. Once you start working all kinds of stuff becomes an option, doesn't it?

Secondly: The driving is realy starting to go well. I'm anxious to go do my exam, but i have to wait till the 7th of March. That's 9 months from the day the i passed my theoretical exam. Merde.

Thirdly: This page might -atlast- have been discovered by some of my scouts. I haven't decided yet if i'm gonna let that 'limit' me here.

2006 Has been -all in all- a rather good year. I feel like i've grown as a person, and -more importantly- like i've gotten my life back on track. I'm moving again. The fact that i now have a job might even suggest i'm moving forward.
I have some regrets too though, one of which is losing contact with 3 of my 'treasured sweethearts'.


Hmm ..Enough ranting for one journal.
Bye.



P.S.
Since my subscription ran out, the amount of unread/unreviewed deviations and journals has been steadily growing over my head. I cleared them all out today, so if you haven't recieved a message from me about something; it's not gonna happen anymore. Sorry. I needed a fresh start.

A visit to the dentist is -atleast to me- always a very confusing experience. See; My dentist is quite a nice woman, really. With her blond hair, her smile and her green eyes it's almost impossible to not like her.
And yet she hurts me. She hurts me every time i go there. She doesn't even appologize; and why would she? It's her job. She hàs to hurt me, wether she likes me back or not. ..Confusing indeed.

I made an opointment. Not because i had to, but because i had a cavity in my upper left wisdom tooth. "Better to be safe than sorry", i thought. "I better get this filled now, before the tooth has to be pulled'... yet thàt was exactly what she did. Turned out though, it was a tooth with 3 roots. "Really quite a rarity in wisdom teeth", she tells me in her uplifting enthousiastic way. All the same too me, except that i have a 'rarily seen' big hole in my gums now. It's gargantuan. It took 3 stitches to sew me back together.

Coincidently, i had my hair cut yesterday. I had one side done shorter than the other. Is there a link between that and the pulling of my tooth, you ask? Why, yes there is. Wisdom has always been my strength (well; more than physical strength anyway) So in a wierd Samson-like way there is thus some poetic justice to be found in losing both my left hair ànd wisdom tooth.

Maybe i think too much.

Rein.

P.S. i WILL keep you informed about the making of plans thing.

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